The melon and fruit fragrance in the house was not in line with Zhu's wishes, smelling the chest straight up, she covered her nose with a handkerchief and said: "Mother, you must have misunderstood, it is precisely because Rong Jin does not know how to discipline the slaves, the daughter-in-law specially dialed the red sleeves to help take care of them, but the red sleeves are a person who understands the rules and will never dare to bully the master, she will only reprimand those unruly slaves." ”

The implication is that the reason why she was taught a lesson in painting was that she didn't understand the rules.

Lin Qian stroked his forehead helplessly, and just wanted to get up and say a few words, the old lady circled the long string of prayer beads in her hand a few times, and glanced at it with a cold eye, "A slave and maid really don't dare to offend the master, but the master in her heart is you, in order not to offend you, she even turned over Rong Jin's cage, and didn't leave a decent face for the young lady in front of the subordinates, and disciplined her directly, what kind of intentions do you have for such a person?" ”

"Mother, you said too much, I was kind enough to call people over, why is it ill-intentioned?" Zhu put down the veil and looked coldly at the old lady sitting on it.

"Amitabha, I don't know what your intentions are, but you must know that you are your mother-in-law, if you also kill your concubines and concubines like the lady of the former Xuanping Earl's Mansion, then you won't be able to support the lintel of my Lin family!"

"Mother!" Lin Qianteng stood up, his voice was like thunder to the old lady, but the next moment, he stepped forward and bowed his hand to the old lady, buried his head deeply, and said: "It's all the son's fault, mother, don't be angry." ”

The old lady also knew that she was serious, so she changed her aggressive posture, as if she couldn't support it, leaning on the backrest of the tuanrong, and said in a trembling voice: "Youzhi! Mother, this is for the peace of the house, for your good! The chaos at home has always started from this little thing, and you young descendants have seen few things, how do you know how powerful! ”

Zhu sneered, this old lady is used to behaving coyly, if she really wants the peace of the house, she should find less stubble for herself, the housewife.

However, she was a daughter-in-law, and she still had to do what she should do, so she stepped forward and stood in a row with Lin Qian with her head down. Lin Qian quietly glanced at her, but she stubbornly refused to say a word to admit her mistake and give in.

Lin Qian couldn't tell anyone, so he could only send someone to pass Rong Jin and the maids in Yimei Courtyard over and ask them one by one.

Rong Jin led a group of maidservants to Chongxiao Courtyard, which was about to be Chongyang, the marigolds and wood hibiscus in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the skirt of the light gauze was brushed before the short string of red that came out, with a few petals, like a cannon after burning.

And her heart was happy, but she couldn't show it on her face, and she had to pretend to be scared and confused. She was fake confused, and the few maids who followed her were really confused, only Red Sleeves and the painting guessed something, and they were all brewing rhetoric in their hearts.

When Rong Jin walked to the court, he saw Lin Qian coming out of Wanshoutang with a solemn face, but he was not fierce because of his loose facial features.

"Daddy!" Rong Jin smiled brightly, and unconsciously took a few steps faster.

However, as soon as he stepped forward, Lin Qian grabbed her wrist and pulled her, pulled her to the side and deliberately reprimanded: "You did a good thing!" If you can't learn the rules thoroughly, you can't manage the maid well, and you let your grandmother worry about it! In a few months, I will be the one who will be able to meet the time......"

Rong Jin was stunned for a moment, but her father suddenly lowered his voice and said: "When you ask later, you will say that the maids are very useful, especially when you ask about the red sleeves......"

However, the road is one foot high, and before Lin Qian finished speaking, the old lady's calm voice came: "If you have anything to say, come in and ask." ”

Rong Jin noticed that Lin Qian's body stiffened, and couldn't help but purse his lips and chuckle, and was shaken by Lin Qian's wrist, and pulled him to the hall......

In the autumn, the sky was gloomy, and there was no light in it, and it was heavy, and the old lady at the top sat upright as if she had been in a fixed position, like a stubborn stone that had been passed through for many years.

Rong Jin stood in the center of the lobby, being scrutinized by his grandmother and a few maids-in-law, his palms sweating, and the handkerchief was sticking to his hands.

The old lady glanced at Mother Qian, and Mother Qian immediately went out to greet the painting and the red sleeves. Then she slowly asked: "Four girls, I heard that after inviting An this morning, your two maids were arguing in the hugging building, why can't you be a young lady and suppress the slaves?" ”

"Back to grandmother's words, it's not a quarrel, it's just a few jokes, they often do this," Rong Jin ignored Lin Qian's painstaking looks.

The old lady snorted coldly, took off the rosary in her hand and smashed it on the small table lightly, looked at Zhu Shi and smiled, "It turns out that they often do this!" ”

"No, no, no," Rong Jin hurriedly waved her hand, looking at the old lady with a pair of innocent eyes, "Grandmother, don't get me wrong, both the painting and the red sleeves are excellent, although the painting got up late in the first few months, but after the red sleeve sister taught her a few words, she can get up and boil water every day!" ”

The old lady was stunned, pouting and not knowing what to say.

The wife glanced at Rong Jin appreciatively, picked up a cup of fragrant tea and sipped, feeling calm and quiet.

"It's good to be in the painting, but Sister Redsleeve is even better, she not only arranged the errands in the courtyard in an orderly manner, but also supervised that I couldn't drink honeysuckle tea, and I couldn't ...... He was very considerate and thoughtful to me, and even turned out all the clothes in my eight-treasure chest as soon as he came, dismantled the bedding and washed and dried, and even took the key to my treasure chest for safekeeping! Rong Jin smiled innocently.

Lin Qian, who was sitting on the side, frowned more and more as he listened.

Zhu, who was genuine tea, was burned by the tea, only to feel a numbness between her tongue, she hurriedly put down the cup, covered her mouth and coughed twice.

Seeing this, Lin Qian knew that these four girls would have to be ignited on both sides if they continued to talk about it, so he hurriedly waved his hand and asked Mother Gui to take Rong Jin down.

Rong Jin finished what he had to say, and then followed Gui's mother out of Wanshoutang and went to the small hugging building in front to rest.

She was roaming around the house to nibble on tea and fruit, looking at the left side of Wanshoutang, the painting and red sleeves were introduced into the lobby by Qian's mother, and then even the door was closed.

But the door couldn't be closed, and the whining cries and the accusations of the red sleeves were intermittent, Rong Jin sighed and peeled off the fried chestnut again.

If they had listened to the persuasion at the beginning, how could there be today's revival? After this time, they should be honest, right?

However, after a cup of tea, a few people in spring, summer and autumn were also called in.

Rong Jin was a little nervous again, grandmother shouldn't want to hit their board, that wouldn't happen!

After about half an hour, a few people came out, a few in spring, summer and autumn were fine, but they were stunned, and they were wiping tears with a handkerchief, their bodies twitched, their red sleeves turned pale, and they bowed their heads and followed behind their wives. Mrs. had a cold face, her lips opened and closed slightly, as if she was explaining something, but Lin Qian put her hands behind her back and didn't say a word.

A few people came, and the Zhu family reprimanded the maids again in front of Rong Jin and Lin Qian, ordering them to obey Rong Jin's orders, not to be lazy, let alone make trouble, if she heard a little wind and grass again, the next time it would not be a reprimand, but a direct pick-up!

After saying that, Zhu turned back to look at Rong Jin, patted her arm, and said, "Four girls, you have to take out the master's pie." ”

Rong Jin noticed that the hand clapping her arm was tight, but she didn't pinch it, she could only deepen her smile and say that she would discipline the slave and maid well in the future.

Zhu had doubts in his heart at this moment, was Rong Jin's words in Wanshoutang pretending to be stupid or really stupid?

She couldn't figure it out, so she didn't think about it, after all, what if a little girl was a little careful?

After the Zhu family left, Lin Qian took away a few maids, sat opposite Rong Jin with his robe, shook his head and sighed.

Rong Jin was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and he still had half a piece of osmanthus cake in his mouth, like a little rabbit chewing on it, and his cheeks were stuffed.

"Daddy?" Rong Jin handed him the chestnuts he had peeled, "This chestnut is very sweet." ”

Lin Qian shook his head and said that he would not eat, looked at her, and stopped talking, as if he was considering the wording.

Rong Jin also looked at Lin Qian, his face was thick but not dull, and there was a little moist light on his tall and straight nose, Rong Jin looked at it, and couldn't help but laugh, because she had an identical nose.

It feels wonderful, as if after so many years of trekking, I finally found a person in this world who is closely connected with myself, and that closeness is not the dependence on the finch, but the family affection that cannot be cut off, is the eyes, the nose, and the real self, unless she doesn't want this flesh and blood.

Rong Jin reached out to touch his nose, but Lin Qian leaned back sharply and raised his hand to block it. Looking at these apricot eyes that looked like Aunt Zhou, he didn't feel good in his heart, "If the maids in the courtyard don't use it well, tell your grandmother and your wife that they will make decisions for you, and you can learn the rules with peace of mind." ”

It's not the daughter who has grown up by her side since she was a child, Lin Qian can't get close, Aunt Zhou is an old man in the house, every time she thinks of her complaining eyes, the guilt is like the sludge and rotten grass deposited in the bottom of her heart, and it is lifted up to confuse the water. However, it only stops there, there is no father-daughter relationship, only the guilt of being a father for raising a child outside for more than ten years.

But in Rong Jin's opinion, these words are proof that her father likes her, and she is still the dearest father in this mansion!

"Daddy, I can learn the rules well, and I will never disappoint you!" Rong Jin was categorical and assured him.

Lin Qian only bowed his head and said nothing.

The father and daughter were gossiping, and Mrs. Kong sent Mother Kong to deliver the deed, and the deed of the four from the red sleeves to the autumn frost was finally in Rong Jin's hands, so she immediately led the maids back to the courtyard.

Rong Jinliu cried into the painting and the depressed red sleeves asked in the room, and learned that the old lady was ruthless, and almost asked Fulai to drag the two out together to play twenty boards, but fortunately, Lin Qian persuaded the old lady, and they were spared.

Twenty boards is not a joke, you can't get out of bed if you don't lie down for two months, and the person who was beaten by the old lady will be in the house in the future, how can there be any decency, either transferred to the kitchen to do chores, or pulled out to match people, so I was scared to cry when I entered the painting, and the red sleeves were pale.

Rong Jin looked at the two trembling people kneeling in front of her, and felt uncomfortable, she helped the people up and sat on the stick, and ordered Que'er to pour tea for the two.

She straightened her shirt and took out the shelf to warn them aloud: "If you can get along well in the future, today's matter will be over, if it is still like this, my father just said, today's board will be recorded in the account, and if you commit it again next time, then the new account and the old account will be settled together." ”

The two hurriedly shook their heads and said they didn't dare anymore.

"You do have some small problems, I must know that if you slowly change and stay in Yimei Courtyard wholeheartedly, I will never treat you lightly. Although I don't have the dignity of my sisters at the moment, I will never forget those who faithfully followed me. But I don't force you now, if you don't want to serve me, I will go and ask my grandmother and wife to transfer you and find a way out by yourself, if you make up your mind to follow me, then you have to follow my rules in the future, and want to act beyond me, then I can only go back to my grandmother, and then there will be no dignity to go today, so do you go today or stay? ”

He sniffed into the painting, there were tears in his eyes, but he looked at Rong Jin with a firm look, knelt down and said, "If the slave and maid don't leave, the slave and maid will stay in Yimei Courtyard!" ”

Red Sleeves' complexion has returned to normal, he glanced at Rong Jin deeply, and then knelt down and said that he wanted to stay.

Rong Jin then picked up the person and comforted him.

With the old lady's intimidation, now that Rong Jin speaks, the two of them dare not disobey, and Yimei Courtyard has also stopped a lot.