Master Cui was panting, but Mrs. Cui was stunned.

"Master, can you speak?"

Yes, I can speak!

Master Cui was provoked by Mrs. Cui, and he was able to speak.

Although the speech is a little unclear, it has become a sentence anyway. Master Cui didn't care about the trouble of finding Mrs. Cui, so he tried a few more times.

Cui Yan heard about it, and immediately asked the old imperial doctor to come again.

The old imperial doctor didn't expect his medicine to work so well.

The old imperial doctor thought about it and didn't be greedy, thinking that it was still Mrs. Cui's credit: "Mrs. can accompany Master Cui to talk more, and the ability to speak must be slowly restored. ”

Mrs. Cui responded gently, and Master Cui snorted.

The old imperial doctor pricked the needle to Mr. Cui again, Mr. Cui said that his limbs were numb, and the old imperial doctor said that it should be this reaction, if the silver needle pricked it did not feel anything, the meridians all over the body were blocked, and Mr. Cui had no hope of recovery.

Master Cui listened carefully.

Suddenly he was able to speak, and he felt that he could still save it.

After sending the old imperial doctor away again, Master Cui drove Cui Yan and Cui Wuniang away, leaving only Mrs. Cui.

Mrs. Choi's expression was unnatural.

Master Cui stumbled and said: "Madam is right, without me, the old man doesn't cultivate, Brother Yan and they don't have to suffer this hardship, you, if you don't get angry, scold me again, it's okay to beat——"

Master Cui was very handsome when he was young, or Mrs. Cui would not have fallen in love with him at a glance, and he would have married him with a dowry.

He is handsome and has a heart.

I really like to marry Mrs. Cui, after getting married, the more money I earn, Mrs. Cui has not given birth for a few years, and Mrs. Cui forced Mrs. Cui to be virtuous, first accepted Aunt Wang, and then accepted other concubines, and there were more and more women in the backyard of the Cui family.

At first, he said that in order to pass on the lineage, he didn't even look for an excuse.

Last year, the old lady of the Cui family died, and the mother-in-law who had been pressing Mrs. Cui for many years died, and Mrs. Cui did not relax much, because this year Mr. Cui only accepted a seventeen-year-old concubine, if it wasn't for Cui Yanzhongju, Mr. Cui would still be reluctant to snub the seventeen-year-old concubine.

Master Cui thinks of this now, why did he become such a bastard?

When he married his wife, he promised Lao Taishan that he would treat his wife well, and if he could earn silver and let his wife wear gold and silver, would he be good?

Now that the Cui family's family business is also dispersed, the seventeen-year-old concubine will not follow a paralyzed person, only the original wife does not dislike him.

Master Cui felt that he had understood.

He was so moved that he was touched.

Mrs. Cui slowly sat down beside him, "What am I going to do with you, if you break it, you will have to pay money for your medical treatment, isn't our family poor now, the silver should save some flowers, cure your illness first, and raise Brother Yan's legs." ”

Isn't it poor?

Life is more important than silver, how much silver does the Cui family have, and Cui Peng, who has been doing business with Master Cui for more than ten years, is almost clear, Cui Yan can hide it by himself, but this is hidden, and it is not easy for a family of four to get away.

At that time, it was no longer the silver of the Cui family that was hidden, but the silver belonging to the three princes.

Only Master Cui and Mrs. Cui knew about the cellar under the main house, and the couple personally moved a silver ingot and gold bricks into it, in order to save their lives, Mrs. Cui didn't say it.

Not to mention, it's hidden for Cui Peng, anyway, the silver doesn't belong to them, and Cui Taiji wants Cui Peng to not get it.

Yufeng Qianzhuang's 100,000 taels of silver, even Mrs. Cui didn't know, and Master Cui only told Cui Yan before.

It was only at this time that all the silver that could not be found was handed over, and the trust of the three princes was gained.

The time is too rushed, Mrs. Cui didn't even move her dowry, and the soft she took away was worth seven or eight thousand taels of silver, and Cui Wuniang's dowry was more valuable, the latter could never be moved, after all, Zhou Heng, who Wuniang wanted to marry, was poor, and the dowry was less, so do you want to force the young couple to drink the northwest wind after marriage?

In fact, after Zhou Hengzhong's move, some people also sent shops and land, and the Zhou family is no longer as poor as before, it is a small rich family.

However, in Mrs. Cui's eyes, the Zhou family's little family background is really nothing, and she let her henchmen and grandmother hurriedly clean it up, at least a small softness worth seven or eight thousand taels of silver is nothing.

There are two patients in the house!

Master Cui's stroke doesn't know how much silver it will cost to get better.

Cui Yan will go to Beijing next year to catch the exam.

and the loyal servants who left the Cui family with a family of four also need her to settle.

If you think about it, it really costs money everywhere!

After being a husband and wife for many years, Master Cui can certainly see what Mrs. Cui is thinking.

For some reason, at this time he especially wanted to coax his wife:

"Don't, don't province, there is ...... If you have money, you will spend it, and you will spend it! ”

Mrs. Cui frowned at him, but Master Cui couldn't move his hands and feet, and whispered to Mrs. Cui to touch the bricks in the house.

This yard was bought for Cui Yan to study in Nanyi, Cui Yan himself has not lived a few times, the Cui family moved in in a hurry and did not clean it much, Mrs. Cui lifted the bed curtain and touched it, only touching a hand of ash.

She knocked on the bricks while touching and listened to the sound, but some of the bricks sounded wrong.

She touched the whole room like this, except where her height was out of reach, not even under the bed.

After touching it, Mrs. Cui picked up the scissors and picked a floor tile and poked it a little bit, poked off a little skin, revealing a touch of gold inside, she covered the exposed gold with ash, and was stunned for a while.

At least half of the bricks in this house are wrong!

Master Cui is on the bed, his smiling eyebrows and eyes are bent down together, like a white and chubby Maitreya Buddha, and more like a fox who has successfully stolen chickens.

"Yes, there is money, give it to you!"

He thought that Mrs. Cui would be moved to lean on the side of the bed, but he didn't want Mrs. Cui to suddenly raise her head viciously and rush over with scissors:

"Okay, you don't cultivate, you hide so much gold here, you didn't tell me, and you didn't tell Brother Yan, do you want to leave it to those sluts in the backyard?"

The scissors stabbed into the middle of Master Cui's leg.

Master Cui was stunned.

He—he was stabbed?

To be stabbed or not to be stabbed?

I didn't feel any pain, I guess I didn't stab the vital point.

What if it was a stroke, and there was no feeling there, and the stab was dull?

Master Cui sweated like rain and wanted to cry very much.

Obviously, he has always been very popular with women, and in the past, he could make the concubines laugh non-stop by saying anything casually, and if he gave a little more jewelry and clothing, they would be even happier, and they would put their arms around his neck, sit in his arms, and keep kissing him.

Now that he has revealed the last family background to his wife, let her spend it as she pleases, and his wife will not only be moved, but also castrate him?

It's so hard, it's so hard.

Master Cui couldn't hold back in the end, and began to cry.

Mrs. Cui was also a little afraid, and when she lifted the quilt and found that Master Cui was not injured, the anger jumped up again. Seeing that Master Cui was crying pitifully, Mrs. Cui was unmoved, but stretched out her hand and pinched Master Cui's white and fat cheeks:

"Don't cry! Tell me first, what else are you hiding besides the gold hidden here? Cui Laifu, if you can't say it clearly tonight, don't think I'll change your mattress after a while! ”

Master Cui cried until he was about to hold his breath, hiccups for a long time, and weakly defended:

"The husband has already changed his name to Cui Junchen...... Ah, don't pinch, don't pinch, come to rich, for the husband, call Cui Laifu! ”