Zhang Meishou, who had been paying attention to Liu's reaction, did not miss her small action of suddenly grabbing the handkerchief.

The little girl turned her head as if she was looking for someone, and replied, "It's Sister Fang Lan next to the second wife!" ”

There are two big girls in the Begonia Curie, one is Fang Ju and the other is Fang Lan.

When everyone heard this, their expressions were puzzled and shaken.

Is it really the purse that Song's girl sent to send?!

"Can you see clearly?" Mrs. Zhang looked at the little guy with a solemn expression.

The little guy who didn't know what was going on was at a loss, nervous but nodded without hesitation: "The little one is never half a lie!" It's really a purse sent by Sister Fang Lan! ”

Song frowned.

"Nonsense, last night was Fang Ju's vigil, Fang Lan was not in front of me at all, how could I tell her to send any purse?" As she spoke, her eyes became more and more suspicious.

Isn't this Zhang Luan's argument that he colluded with his little guy in order to clear himself?

Otherwise...... Could it be that Fang Lan really sent some purse in her own name for some reason?

But what reason did she have to do that?

"Where's Fang Lan!" Mrs. Zhang was also confused and desperate to know the truth.

Fang Lan, who had been kneeling outside, had already heard it in a cold sweat.

Fang Ju frowned as she was summoned into the hall.

Facing the questioning or inquiring gazes of the crowd, Fang Lan, dressed in a pink bie, knelt down in a hurry.

"Who asked you to give the purse to the second master last night?" Zhang Meishou asked before the others spoke, giving the person being questioned the illusion that the fact that she was going to deliver the purse was settled and there was no need to quibble.

And the dress of the big girl in front of him made Zhang Meishou feel very eye-catching - the clothes were bright, although there was no fat powder, but there was an elegant pink and white begonia on the sideburns.

My father has always loved begonias, and begonias come from this.

"Tell me what's going on!" Zhang Luan asked aggressively.

Fang Lan's body trembled, bit her lip and said, "It was really sent by the second wife to the slave." ”

Hearing this, Song took a breath of cold air.

This maid is simply talking nonsense with her eyes open...... And in front of her master!

She didn't know for a while that it was her personal maid who was also instigated by her husband to deceive everyone and push her purse on her; Or is it ...... Fang Lan was bought by Aunt Miao!?

The person who has the most position to provoke her relationship with her husband is naturally Aunt Miao.

"Fang Lan, I think I treat you well...... Who have you been bought? Song's eyes were like knives.

"The slave really didn't know what the wife was talking about...... Please forgive your wife! Fang Lan's voice was filled with crying and panic, as if she had failed to understand her master's meaning and had done something wrong.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes changed and changed.

Could it be that the second daughter-in-law wrote and acted by herself, in order to deceive and test her son?

If this is the case, it would be too capricious to make such a big drama and alarm so many people!

Song was so angry that his blood surged.

Zhang Meishou clenched her hand and whispered in her ear: "Mother, this Fang Lan may not have seen that she was pointed out, so she pushed the boat down the river to deliberately provoke you, so as to provoke you to reconcile with your father. ”

After a pause, his voice was lowered: "Mother treats her well, but what if what she wants most is what her mother is the least willing to give?" ”

The human heart is often unsatisfied.

Song's eyes froze when he heard this, and when he looked at Fang Lan again, a chill already appeared in his heart.

She recently had a thought about the council, so she mentioned to Fang Lan, who had reached the age of marriage, that she intended to help her choose a good match among the slaves of the Zhang family......

is also a big girl, Fang Lan is usually honest, calm and interesting, and she is not more arrogant than Fang Ju...... It turned out to be so deeply hidden!

"You're lying! I have been staying by the second wife's side last night, I don't know when the second wife ordered you to deliver the purse! Fang Ju couldn't bear to stand up and pointed at Fang Lan and said.

Fang Lan blindly lowered her head and wept: "Say whatever you want, anyway, I am my wife's person, and I will do whatever my wife wants me to do...... If my wife says that she never let me send it, it must be that I am mistaken. ”

Zhang Meishou's eyes became colder and colder when he heard this.

This girl is so scheming.

"Don't worry, think about who gave you the purse, what if the night is dark, and you mistake someone else for my mother?" Zhang Meishou's words sounded like childish words, but Fang Lan shuddered.

"Auntie, why don't you talk about it first." Zhang Meishou looked at Aunt Miao, who had been kneeling in the corner and had never spoken.

All eyes were on her.

"What does the third girl want the concubine to say?" Aunt Miao's voice was soft, but mixed with a hint of complexity.

"First of all, tell me if you embroidered this purse?" Zhang Meishou did not beat around the bush: "To tell my aunt the truth, this purse is made of Hunan embroidery, just now I compared, and the things embroidered by my aunt in the past are indeed very similar." ”

Aunt Miao always makes some small objects for the three sisters and brothers of Zhang Meishou during the New Year's holidays.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Song clan to be so angry just because of an ordinary purse.

Song Jinniang said in a timely manner: "After thinking about it, I will answer, embroidery skills are like handwriting, and you only need to know it by someone who knows how to do it, and you can't easily deny it." ”

Under the gaze of everyone, Aunt Miao slowly opened her mouth.

"Yes, the purse was embroidered by the concubine's own hands."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around.

I really admit it!

I heard Aunt Miao say: "I wanted to use this matter to separate the second wife and the second master, but the second master has always only been devoted to his wife, and he has never set foot in the West Courtyard over the years. Therefore, I bought off the maid Fanglan next to the second wife, and sent the purse to the second master under the pretense of the second wife. ”

Fang Lan's face changed dramatically when she heard this, and she shook her head in a little panic.

Liu was unwilling, but secretly relieved.

At this point, it seems that everything has come to light.

Old Lady Zhang looked at Aunt Miao with a gloomy face.

It's not strange for ordinary aunts to compete for favor by means, but Aunt Miao is not an aunt who was carried into the door seriously, and she carries her son's disgraceful past. And this means of competing for favor is too insidious, and it has already disturbed the family!

The destruction of her second son was destroyed in the hands of the two women, Miao and Song! However, the Song family is a wife, and in addition to the annoying temperament, there is no major fault worth mentioning, but Miao, as an aunt, stretched out her hand to the side of the main mother, which is an unforgivable mistake!

"Miao, you know your mistake!" Mrs. Zhang asked sharply.

Aunt Miao knocked her forehead to the ground.

"The concubine knows her mistakes."

Seeing that her grandmother was already looking like she was going to take this opportunity to send Aunt Miao again, Zhang Meishou frowned slightly.

Aunt Miao is not wrong to be a thorn in her mother's side, if it is pulled out by her grandmother, it may not hurt, is it really what Aunt Miao said?

The real mastermind behind the scenes, I'm afraid it hasn't been revealed yet.

Zhang Meishou looked at Aunt Miao with puzzled eyes, and before Mrs. Zhang could speak, she asked, "Why didn't Auntie finish speaking?" On the night of the Dragon Boat Festival, you and your aunt met secretly in the garden, but was it just to sum up the matter? ”

These words are straightforward to the extreme, and the tone is indeed as pure as a child's incomprehension.

Aunt Miao raised her head and looked at her in surprise.

Liu, who had already relaxed, was even more shocked!