The little guy bowed his head and replied: "I don't know the specifics." I just heard from the people in the small kitchen that it was a girl named Qiuwen. The girl was burning the fire in the kitchen, which was bought by Mr. Li from outside. Probably because she was poor and had never seen the world, she saw a good thing, and she remembered it in her heart. ”

The little girl spoke slightly, as if he had typed a draft.

"Autumn lines?" Before Shi Ximo could speak, Liu Jianran strode forward and shook his head vigorously, "Impossible, it can't be her." ”

It's only a one-sided relationship, but Liu Jianran is sure that the thief is not Autumn Pattern.

He just had his instincts.

"Master Liu, that's the girl. Now she's been caught, tied up in the kitchen, and waiting to be punished. ”

"Punished? Who will be punished? You've decided it's her, it's her? Liu Jianran wanted to go over and take a look, looking indignant.

"Master Liu, everyone has stolen money, who can she be if it's not her?" The little girl's voice was a little lower.

Liu Jianran sneered: "That's good." Bring her here. He looked at Shi Ximo and said, "Ximo, what are you going to do?" ”

"Go back and interrogate on the spot."

Ximo stepped up his steps and walked towards the grass house with Liu Jianran.

In that room, someone had already tied up Qiu Wen and escorted him from the small kitchen to the main hall of the grass house. Interrogating the last girl like Qiu Wen, but she can't be in the main hall, and her status is low.

Mrs. Pan asked several mothers-in-law to tie her to the pillar of the porch outside, and covered her mouth with a handkerchief. Mrs. Pan said hello to Chunqin again.

Chunqin is a first-class maid in Ximo, and she is in charge of Caolu.

Chunqin lifted the curtain and came out, she had already heard about it. A fire-burning girl stole the old aunt's Jin Chuan, which is considered bold. But what the hell, the uncle has to come back and interrogate.

Chunqin is seventeen years old and is the granddaughter of Yuan Sheng, the head of the Shi Mansion.

Now she is in lovesickness. She is the son of a family, and since she was a child, she was sent to take care of a relative who lived in Shifu, although she was the master and servant, but she was also a childhood sweetheart. This person's name is Shi Lanze, and when he grew up, he left Shifu and went to run the village in the countryside of Mrs. Shi. The old lady was reluctant to give up the courtyard, but she was reluctant to give up the bean sauce there. Only the soil there can produce such full soybean grains, and only the rain there can make black and dense soybean paste.

To put it bluntly, the old lady asked him to take charge of the pickle garden. Zhuangyuan not only boils soybean paste, but also pickles all kinds of pickles. He likes to eat pickled vegetables, which is a big hobby of Shifu. The old lady likes it, Shi Yuan likes it, and Mrs. Yu likes it too. Shi Ximo and Liu Jianran also love to eat pickled side dishes. Fresh and refreshing.

The old lady planted Zhuangzi and ordered someone to take care of it. Mrs. Jade loves to eat, but she would rather open up another wasteland in the temple than take advantage of her mother-in-law. It is also a strange one.

Schlanzer's appearance is only handsome. Talent mediocrity. But he is good. He worked diligently for the old lady, and the old lady liked it.

He and Chunqin have made a private agreement for life, exchanged private belongings, only touched the skin, and never crossed the forbidden area.

I think people can't tell like this.

Shi Lanze is far inferior to Liu Jianran, and he is far from Shi Ximo. But Chunqin has a strong relationship with him, and his lover is in his eyes. In her eyes, Schlanzer is her wishful husband.

The other maids who are serving in this grass house, everyone thinks: the building near the water gets the moon first. Chunqin is the chief maid of Ximo, and in the future, the position of this aunt will definitely not be able to run, and it will be decided. But that's not the case.

For Ximo, Chunqin is one of his girls. As far as Chunqin is concerned, Uncle Ximo is her master. The love of the master and servant in the deep courtyard of the mansion.

Chunqin also has disadvantages.

Relying on the fact that my grandfather is the chief manager, and I am the big girl who serves the uncle in the grass house, there is arrogance. Although she is noble, she has no bad intentions. If you want to say that there are still shortcomings, it is that her ears are soft, she can't listen to people say good things, and if she is flattered, if others ask her for anything again, she will answer.

Chunqin didn't want to see Mrs. Pan.

Mrs. Pan's reputation is not good. The ex-husband died, and the second marriage took her daughter to marry the surnamed Liu, but she still has a good relationship behind her back, and there are several in the house, all of whom have an affair with Mrs. Pan.

A distant relative of Chunqin also did chores in the house, so because he was obsessed with Pan Niangzi, he got drunk day and night, and finally lost his life. Although this person is also to blame, in the end, he is willing to be beaten. With this kind of work, you can probably find an innocent woman to marry, and after a while, there is no need to cause a fishy shame.

But in the end, he lost his life for Pan Niangzi.

Because they are distant relatives and their feelings are estranged, Chunqin and her family only complain a few words when they think of it. At the end, a sentence is often added: "That Pan Niangzi is also old, her appearance is mediocre, and her temper is not good, I really don't know what I like about her?" "Because I guess she has another hook, maybe it's the bed. Good work. Otherwise, what are those good pictures?

"Sister-in-law, when did this girl enter the mansion?"

Chunqin was not surprised when she saw it, and glanced at the autumn lines lightly. I saw that my hair was scattered, my dress was dirty, my head was bowed, and my mouth was stuffed with a handkerchief, but my eyes showed a look of wrong.

Chunqin's heart moved.

The grass house has not been troubled for a long time. But before the fight, the old lady handed over the key to the house to Aunt Sun, and in the past year or two, the family continued to make trouble. Either there is a lack of silver here, or there is a shortage of clothing there. There are endless trivial things.

Every big family has this matter of theft, but the punishment method is different.

Chunqin remembered Schlanzer's letters in her heart.

She is slightly literate. It's January. Lan Ze hadn't replied yet, and he really told her to miss her. Although Slanzer is a sojourner in the house, he is a relative of the master. Although she was flattered by her family openly and secretly, calling her "Qin girl", she knew that her subordinates were subordinates. The master and the servant have a part. Chunqin only wishes: Schlanzer proposed marriage, and the old lady showed mercy, allowed them, and lived outside. In this way, your life will not be in vain.

Because of something on his mind, even if the grass house was stolen, Chunqin still didn't take it very seriously.

"The month before."

Chunqin frowned.

"This girl is very bold. For a month, the path was not familiar, and he dared to steal? She couldn't help but look at Autumn Pattern again. This girl is very handsome. A fire-burning girl dared to sneak into the uncle's bedroom to steal, and she successfully succeeded? Listening, I always feel strange.

The house where the old aunt and grandmother lived before her death was next to the uncle's bedroom.

The house was empty, but everything was there, and everyone was watching.

Because the two bedrooms are close to each other, it is not wrong to say that it is the uncle's bedroom.

This girl ate the leopard's gall, even if she didn't notice it for a while, but she lived in a mansion, and she slipped through the shop at night, and there was a bright Jin Chuan hidden by her side, so she didn't worry about being discovered?

"Girl, thieves are bold. She was bought from outside, not a child of a well-known family. Who knows what dirty things she's done out there? ”

Knowing that Jin Chuan was stolen, Pan Niangzi was also surprised, but she didn't know who the thief was.

After a while, her daughter came over, grabbed her with righteous indignation, and told her to go to the Xiafang to see the shop of Qiuwen, and found Jin Chuan in a small bag under her bed.

Qiu Wen is a person in the small kitchen, and it is Pan Niangzi who teaches her.

Mrs. Pan was a little flustered.

Chun Yan came up with an idea: "Mother, since we have found something, then let's hurry up and report to the uncle." Everyone has stolen money, and this thief is Autumn Pattern. ”

Mrs. Pan didn't forget to ask: "Daughter, how do you know?" ”

Chun Yan was a little hesitant, and spoke very quickly: "Mother, I also happened to come in." Looking for a cat, the cat came in the door, so I opened the door. The cat scurried under the bed, and I crouched under the bed to watch. The cat trampled on a burden under the bunk, and I kindly pulled it up to clean it up, but it happened that a pair of gold slammed out, which scared me. I still don't believe it, although it is yellow and clear, I only think it is fake. But think about it, they are all slaves, who can have such a good object? I heard that there was a thief in my aunt's house, and I also lost a pair of gold chuan. I'll go find the mother who keeps it. Mama said yes! She cried and laughed, and only said that I was a good person. If it weren't for me, how could this pair of Jin Chuan be found so quickly? ”

Whatever her daughter says, Mrs. Pan believes it.

She then ordered the autumn pattern to be tied. Autumn pattern is burning fire. Caught off guard, the person was tied up. The grandmother also came, and when she heard that it was a thief who burned the fire, she stepped forward to kick her.

Qiu Wen was even more ignorant, but she looked at Chun Yan's smug eyes and knew that she had been calculated.

From Mama's mouth, Qiu Wen knew that he had become a thief, a thief who stole things, and a thief who stole Jin Chuan. Everyone pointed and pointed, and the spit stars sprayed on their faces, and they couldn't argue.

The spring goose even stuffed a veil in her mouth.

Shi Ximo and Liu Jianran also entered the grass house.

A group of girls and mothers-in-law stood under the porch, silent.

Of course, the grass house is not a real grass house. There is no shortage of furnishings for those big families. It's just that he is elegant, and there are not many expensive things. He likes chic.

In mid-air, a pigeon flew down and stood firmly on the bell of the eaves.

The dove cooed and chirped, and a letter was tied to its legs.

Shi Ximo and Liu Jianran's expressions both became nervous.

Liu Jianran took a step forward, the pigeon fluttered its wings and flew in, he untied the rope and handed the letter to Ximo, his eyes were not only there, but he glanced at Qiu Wen.

Autumn patterns are tied to the pillar, unable to speak, the so-called "people get all the stolen goods", if you fight fiercely, you are still the one who suffers. It is better to wait for the opportunity and then ask for justification.

Ximo didn't look at the fire girl who was tied.

Letters matter. The first priority is to read the letter.

This is the letter of the king of Bac Ninh.

Other trivial matters, no matter how important they are, should be put aside.

He pinched the letter and went straight past Qiu Wen's side, but he turned to Liu Jianran: "Such trivial matters, and hand them over to you." ”

Ximo was going to the study to read the letter, and Liu Jianran also followed.

The two of them are one in front of the other. Chunqin followed and lifted the curtain.

"You don't have to follow, just go out and wait."

Ximo instructed. There are also many people under the porch. Na Pan Niangzi took all the mothers-in-law and stood under the corridor for a while, and asked Shi Ximo to say goodbye in turn.

Ximo then handed the letter to Liu Jianran again. "You go into the house."

Jin Chuan was stolen. The man who was tied to the pillar was the thief. He's the master here. The subordinates made mistakes, did not, and even made big mistakes. Naturally, he had to be judged and questioned.