Tang Chacha bowed his head and saluted, and then took Ah Man out of the Hall of Compassion.

Behind him, in the quiet Hall of Compassion, the old lady's voice sounded again:

"Tell me, did she lie?"

Mama Fang said: "Back to the old lady, the eldest lady lied and didn't lie, the slave didn't know, the slave just felt ...... Lady she ...... A lot has changed. ”

After returning from the manor, it has changed, and the people who used to be sick in bed and have to say a word several times now seem to have stars in their eyes, and their elegance is unparalleled, so that people dare not look up.

These words are also a reminder to the old lady.

People are fickle changes, and the eldest lady, who has always been honest in the eyes of everyone, may also lie.

The old lady pondered for a moment and asked Mama Yan:

"What do you say?"

"Back to the old lady, the slave maid thinks the same as Mama Fang." Mama Yan paused and continued, "But...... The slave maid felt that no matter whether the eldest lady had so many silver taels or not, we couldn't ask for it. ”

"Why?"

"Mama Fang is right, the eldest lady has changed a lot, and she has a great backer, you can't offend the backer because of some silver taels, that is more than worth the loss."

After saying this, Mama Yan shut her mouth.

The old lady nodded slowly, not knowing whether she had thought of this or something else, and did not speak.

It's just that in those cloudy eyes, a few rays of calculated light flashed again.

…… Don Cha Cha also didn't know what dog had gone. luck, I actually worshiped the owner of the Blowing Snow Building as the master......

- That's the owner of the Blowing Snow Building!

The five major families were all strictly denied the door!

Even His Majesty doesn't dare to put a shelf in front of that person!

The future of Dongbohou Mansion is only to count on Tang Chacha.

Originally, the plan to marry Tang Chacha seems to have to be put on hold for the time being, I hope this idiot can have a little weight in the crushing snow building!

How did the old lady know that Tang was only a little bit more than a little bit in Ji Qingzhou's place, and that was the existence of a treasure in the palm of his hand......

……

On the way back to Hika-in.

Seeing that there was no one around, Aman stepped forward.

"Miss, you told the old lady that the silver taels were given by your master, so every time we spend money in the future, do we have to go to the Blowing Snow Building first!?"

"No, you don't."

"But you just told the old lady that the auctioned silver taels were all given to your master, and then you will definitely be asked where you got the silver taels when you spend money later."

Tang just stopped and looked at the blooming flowers in the garden, and a cold smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

"Then let her ask my master, I don't know yet...... They don't have that guts! ”

The two of them quickly returned to the Flying Flower Courtyard as they spoke.

Next to the flower field in the backyard, a group of earth bound spirits were still chattering around the hat man.

It can only be a question without an answer.

It was already noon, and the nurse was already busy in the kitchen.

The smell of the hat was getting stronger and stronger in the backyard, and the earthbound spirits surrounding the hat man gradually dispersed, all huddled in the kitchen door waiting to be fed.

When Tang just arrived in the backyard, there was only one Udan guarding by the hat man.

Grunt~

The man in the hat kept swallowing his saliva, his nose shrugged, and his body couldn't help but move.

The more it moved, the closer the purple-backed wood was bound, and there were even a few sharp barbs emerging from it......

"Are you hungry?"

Don just walked up to him and looked up at the person who was hanging taller than himself.

Hat-to-hat man: "......"

The pasta made by the feeding woman was specially given to the earth binding spirits, especially the special oral liquid of the small porcelain bottle.

Grunt...... Grunt......

The sound of swallowing is becoming more and more pronounced.