Mu Zixin went back to the house and poured a lot of tea soup, but he was still angry.

Co-authoring this sister of his own family regarded himself as a wronged leader.

Forget what freight, your own family, you don't have to mention a little money.

One thousand two hundred taels is four hundred and fifty taels more than seven hundred and fifty taels, and I have earned so much, of course, there is no need to mention it! Great favor!

Mrs. Mu Da observed the words and gave him a gentle fan: "Master, why are you unhappy, aren't you worried about myrrh?" I bought it here, and my sister also sent medicine, so I don't have to worry about it during this time. ”

Mu Zixin sneered: "One thousand taels of poor quality, one thousand two hundred taels of similar to yours!" ”

What the? The price has risen again!

Mrs. Muda's eyelids jumped suddenly, and she almost screamed, it was all her silver! O her silver!

However, she stabilized in time and pretended not to understand: "What? What did you say, sir, 1,200 taels? ”

Mu Zixin still wants to be embarrassed, and he doesn't want his sister to know about the ugly things he did to his wife, so he sloppily said: "It's nothing, your seventh brother has worked hard, don't treat him badly." ”

Mrs. Muda likes to hear this: "Then, how much for him?" ”

Mu Zixin thought for a while and said, "Give him a thousand taels." ”

"Okay, I'll thank the master for the seventh!" Mrs. Muda's smile was like a flower, and her heart was distorted.

His sister is like a bloodsucking worm, desperately sucking blood at home, and she earns tens of thousands of dollars by shooting casually.

Her brother worked so hard that a thousand taels of silver was gone? Send it to Hanako!

Fortunately, they had been prepared, otherwise they would have been really angry.

She frowned and said, "Then, what should I do with the money for that batch of medicine?" That's what Lao Qi cobbled together everywhere, and the old man also knows what kind of scene our family is, so we can't ask Lao Qi to owe people money everywhere for our business. ”

Mu Zixin said: "You can deal with it." If Ah Rong sends someone over there to talk about the medicine, you ask them to come to me. ”

After speaking, Mu Zixin went to sleep with the concubine.

Mrs. Muda smiled fiercely for a while, and laughed with joy for a while, this is, didn't pay? Haha, it's unprecedented!

But on the other side, He Laifu hurriedly ran home, and asked to see Mu Rong in a hurry: "Madam, I have something urgent to report." ”

Mu Rong's personal maid Ah Yue stopped him: "The priest is inside, shouting and looking for death!" ”

As long as the priest is at home, the lady is nowhere to be seen, and he only serves the priest with one mind, and he can only endure the big things.

He Laifu had no choice but to retreat outside and wait.

I thought I would have to wait for a long time, but I didn't want to make a noise after just a cup of tea.

Gu Yilan came out of the house expressionlessly, the priest's robe on his body was meticulous, the jade crown on his hair was upright, his eyes were clear and indifferent, and he walked past him as if no one was around.

"Yilan ......" Mu Rong chased out of the house, shouted, but when she didn't respond, she also stopped, and saluted calmly with a smile: "Husband, go slowly." ”

He Laifu lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound, but his eyes quietly glanced ahead.

Under the hem of the pomegranate pin gold skirt is a pair of embroidered shoes that have not yet had time to pull up, indicating that its owner is chasing it out in a hurry.

There seems to be some disagreement between the priest and his wife.

"Coming back? How's the errand? ”

Mu Rong pulled her skirt and covered her embroidered shoes, the whole person was dignified and solemn, calm and unhurried, and she was still the high-ranking priest's wife.