He just went out once, and his daughter-in-law was gone!

What is this called?

Zhang Luan was angry and afraid, and felt inexplicable.

He stepped into the hall in a hurry, glanced at the situation that the two families in the hall seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, and looked at his wife Song while saluting Mrs. Zhang and Song Ju and Song Jinniang.

But Song didn't look at him.

But he still immediately asked the Song family: "Qin Niang, what happened!" ”

He had just seen his things thrown everywhere, but God knows why!

When he went out in the morning, his wife still dressed him personally, and his wife waited all night when he was drunk last night.

Hearing him still call himself "Qin Niang" in front of everyone, Song's fingers tightened slightly, but he was angry from his heart, and sneered: "You really can't imagine what happened?" When you hid that purse in the pencil case, did you ever think that I would see it? ”

"What purse?" Zhang Luan didn't care to study his wife's attitude.

"I don't even dare to admit it." Song sneered frequently: "In the past, you didn't admit it, but I was stupid and believed in you." But now that the evidence is here, you're still quibbling like that. ”

"Qin Niang, don't talk like that." Zhang Luan frowned and said hurriedly: "You tell me what kind of purse it is first?" ”

At this time, Aunt Zhao came over with Aunt Miao.

Aunt Miao asked Aunt Zhao tentatively what happened on the way, but Aunt Zhao didn't say much.

Aunt Miao entered the hall and greeted everyone.

Song Jinniang looked at this woman with a good face but thin without a trace, and she was dressed in an extraordinarily plain manner.

Zhang Luan glanced at her, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

Why did she come too?

Zhang Meishou was very annoyed by the hazy atmosphere in front of him, and said directly to Ah Li: "Go to the inner room and get that dark green purse!" ”

At this time, it is all a private matter at home, and it is not suitable for my aunt to say much as an outsider, and if she lets her mother control the situation, she is afraid that she will have a crooked palm.

Ah Li quickly took the purse.

Zhang Meishou: "Recognize my father first." ”

Ah Li sent it to Zhang Luan according to his words.

Zhang Luan took it, and saw that the purse was exquisitely made, and the dark pattern green bamboo embroidery on it was even more exquisite, so he was about to subconsciously say that he had never seen this purse, but after a closer look, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Father, have you ever seen this purse?" Zhang Meishou caught his expression and asked immediately.

"This purse is indeed what I put in the pen case." Zhang Luan's answer was a little frank.

All of them were almost breathless.

Especially Song, her eyes trembled, but she was speechless.

Just admit it!

She knew that the pencil case was his most dear possession, and that there was a delicate silver lock on it, which no stranger could open, and that she had found the key from the clothes he had changed the previous day—otherwise, she would not have been so sure that he had put it in with his own hands.

Zhang Luan then said: "I almost forgot, I got drunk with Wang Hanlin and a few people last night, and I was a little confused...... Only then did I realize that I had put it in.

But Qin Niang, wasn't that purse embroidered by your own hands and given to me? ”

Song was stunned.

"When did I embroider my purse again? Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense! ”

"Father, who gave you the purse and where? Do you remember? In order to prevent his parents from doing useless confrontation, Zhang Meishou hurriedly interjected and asked.

"At that time, I was drunk, and before I arrived at the Begonia Residence, I only remembered that it was a familiar maid...... The maid said that it was embroidered by your mother, and it was just a purse, so I naturally didn't doubt it! Zhang Luan felt very strange at this time.

If it was really embroidered by his wife, why not wait until he returned to Begonia House to give it to him himself?

Also blamed for the fact that he was very drunk at the time, after accepting the purse, he was worried that he would get drunk and throw it away, so he hid it in the pencil case in a daze when he passed the study, and when he returned to the Begonia House, the more the wine went up, and he forgot about it!

Zhang Meishou was also suspicious in his heart when he heard this.

Seeing that the Song family was about to refute again, she was just about to stop it, but she heard her aunt say, "Qinniang, don't talk yet."

Then, he faintly looked at his little niece with appreciation and encouragement, as if he was looking forward to Zhang Meishou's next performance.

"Father's intention, is someone trying to deliberately frame you and provoke your relationship with your mother?" Zhang Meishou asked, looking at Liu's and Aunt Miao, as well as Zhang Meixian, as if intentionally or unintentionally.

At this time, she naturally thought of the "secret" that Zhang Meixian had told her.

"It must be so!" Zhang Luan said in a deep voice.

If he finds out the person behind it, he will not spare it!

Such an act seems to be no different from a petty fight, but it chokes his wife's seven inches, which is equivalent to a heart-wrenching act - the matter has come to this point, Aunt Miao was called together, how can he still not think about the connection?

"Second brother and sister, since the second brother said so, I think it's a misunderstanding, so don't take it to heart." Liu Shi made a look of persuasion, looked at Song and said.

Zhang Meishou was annoyed by what he heard.

Things have just begun to be sorted out, and there is no eyebrows, what is the difference between her persuasion and harmony?

The matter has come to this point, if you don't understand it thoroughly, it will be equivalent to confirming the secret affair between my father and Aunt Miao!

I'm afraid this is what the uncle is happy to see, right?

"Second brother and sister, just listen to the advice of your sister-in-law, the second brother treats you well, who in the house doesn't look at it?"

Song's face became more and more ugly.

Seeing that Liu wanted to say more, Zhang Meishou unceremoniously interrupted her: "Things are so messy, my mother doesn't speak anymore, so aunt might as well keep her mouth shut." ”

She said this ugly, but she didn't hide the upset on her face, as if she ignored it because of the conflict between her parents - anyway, isn't there a sentence called Tong Yan Wuji?

"How do you talk, kid?" Mrs. Zhang said Liu's heart, and Liu was about to take a sentence, but she heard Mrs. Zhang say again: "At such a juncture, in order to prevent chaos, I won't worry about you, and I must make amends with your aunt afterwards!" ”

"......" Liu's face was as ugly as swallowing a fly.

Zhang Meishou responded with a "yes" and went straight to the point.

"My father was drunk yesterday, and I didn't see who the maid was, but I vaguely felt familiar, but I guess the little guy next to my father wasn't drunk, right?"

Song Jinniang's eyes became more and more surprised when she heard this.

The little niece is not only full of momentum and is not disturbed by external objects, but although she seems to be anxious, she picks up the elders and does not choose to speak, but she is not messed up at all, she knows that she has to go down layer by layer, and she wants to do it tightly.

How could a daughter with such a delicate mind be born by her sister's brain?

The more Song Jinniang looked at it, the more she felt that Zhang Meishou was more like her own.

Last night, the little guy who followed Zhang Luan to a banquet for Wang Hanlin and others was quickly found.

Mrs. Zhang asked without anger: "When you went back to the house with the second master last night, did you see a maid who gave the second master a purse in the name of the second wife?" ”

The little guy was stunned for a moment, and nodded while secretly looking at the situation in the hall.

"Little remember."

"Then you can see the girl's face, but do you recognize it?"

Without thinking, the little guy replied, "Of course the little one recognizes." ”

"Who is it?" The person who questioned this time was Zhang Luan.