At the mention of Aunt Yu, the others present were quiet for a moment.

Wei didn't think of how to speak, but Xia Qingtong was quite frank.

"Grandpa, before I met a bandit with my mother. He almost died at the hands of the thieves, and the thieves were later sent to the Jingzhao Yin Mansion. confessed that the mastermind behind the scenes was Aunt Yu's mother. Father said that Aunt Yu was ineffective and had no way to manage it, so he sent Aunt Yu to Zhuangzi for reflection and thought. ”

A few simple and clear sentences explain things clearly. So that Mrs. Fang, who was sitting on the other side of Xia Jianchang, didn't even have a chance to speak.

Xia Ruixiang's expression was ugly, and he wanted to defend his aunt for a few words, so he endured it again. It's just that the clenched fists speak to his mood at this time.

Who is Xia Jianchang? He has been on the battlefield for so many years, he can't understand such an idea?

What does it mean that Du's mother is the mastermind? A servant who dares to murder his master. A thousand cuts are light.

"Sister Rou also knows about this?"

"Master, what nonsense are you talking about? Sister Rou is so young, how could she know such a thing? Old Madam Fang couldn't help it: "Mother Du has already pleaded guilty to this." said that it has nothing to do with mercy. Mercy was only deceived. ”

Xia Jianchang didn't respond, just looked at Xia Qingtong: "You continue to talk about Sister Rou." ”

"Master-" Old Madam Fang was anxious, what is this called?

She, a serious lady, is here, Xia Jianchang didn't ask, but asked Xia Qingtong?

"Sister Rou-" Xia Qingtong blinked, looked up at Xia Jianchang and smiled: "Grandpa, are you thirsty when you talk for a long time?" Let's have a cup of tea first. ”

"I'm not thirsty." When there was a war, there was no water for a day and a night," you continued. ”

"Grandpa, you promise me not to get angry after hearing it."

"You speak first."

"Sir." Old Madam Fang really couldn't wait to reach out to Xia Qingtong and block her mouth.

Xia Qingtong ignored her, and said what Xia Yurou had done in a few words: "That's the thing, now that the fourth sister has returned home, she should have been sent to the family temple again." But I don't want her to be sick again. The old lady said that the fourth sister was delicate and frail, and if she was sent to the family temple again, she was afraid that she would not die. So let her stay. ”

With a "bang", Xia Jianchang slapped the table next to him heavily. Turning to look at Old Madam Fang, her expression was cold.

"Good. It's so nice. I'm not at home, that's how you look after the house? That's how you do things? ”

"Sir, I-"

Old Madam Fang wanted to argue for herself, but Xia Jianchang didn't want to listen to it.

"Enough. Send Sister Rou home to the temple tomorrow. ”

"Sir." Old Madam Fang couldn't sit still at all, she was anxious to stand up, but she was dizzy and sat back again.

wanted to speak, but the recent successive blows made her unbearable, and a few gasps were unsteady and fainted.

"Mother?"

"Grandmother?"

"Old lady?"

Xia Zhongyuan and Xia Ruixiang were the most anxious, and Wei stepped forward to call because Xia Jianchang was there, but he didn't really care much.

Xia Jianchang looked at his wife like this, so he had to ask someone to help Mrs. Fang into the inner room first, and then ask someone to ask for a doctor.

After some chaos, Mrs. Fang came to her senses under the needle of her husband.

"Master-" She grabbed Xia Jianchang's hand hard: "My hard-working sister only got this one daughter." Now that she has been sent to Zhuangzi, I can't let Sister Rou leave me anymore. Sir, you should have pity on me. I'm old, and you're not at home all the year round, do you want to take away the lovely people around me as soon as you come back? ”