Chapter 52: You're Lord's Little Sweet Cake 51

Yao Suwen handed over a hundred taels of silver tickets, the other party took it with trembling hands, looking at Yao Suwen's gaze, it was no different from looking at the Bodhisattva, Yuan Shi said reverently: "I will definitely do a good job!" Be sure to do a good job! ”

"This is just a deposit, there are three hundred taels in the follow-up, remember, this matter cannot be known to a third party, otherwise once the people of the Marquis of Zhongyong know that you ransomed the little sweet cake to give to the noble person as a concubine, they will definitely not let it go." In this way, you will not only cut off your own financial means, but also make the nobles angry, and you will have to bear the consequences. ”

A sweet jujube with a stick, where can the Yuan family withstand Yao Suwen's such a means, they can only keep nodding their heads to guarantee.

"Remembered, I remembered! I'm not going to let anyone else know about it! ”

After making sure that Yuan would not talk nonsense, Yao Suwen left with her head bowed in satisfaction.

And in her heart, there is a restlessness tumbling!

She swore that when the little cake fell into her hands, she told her not to live, not to die!!

"Rich, this time, we're really going to get rich! Son! Hahaha! Yuan Shi hurriedly put away the silver ticket, and was so happy that he couldn't breathe, and almost fainted, "This dead girl!" I didn't expect there to be such a creation! For three years, he never looked for us, and he was really a money-loser with no conscience! ”

"Lose money!"

The boy also learned to curse his mother, after all, in his eyes, his sister was a slave who could be called at will.

"An'er, in front of Xiaocao, you have to call her sister, she will be a noble concubine in the future, we still need her to help us more."

"Okay, mother!"

The boy Yuan An responded crisply, and his energetic appearance made Yuan happy to be happy.

"Let's go, my mother will cook meat for you today!"

"Oh! That's great! Cook the meat! ”

……

Three days later, the Hou Mansion ushered in an uninvited guest, and after the Hou Mansion steward heard the other party's request, he didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only go to tell Mrs. Hou.

After hearing this, Mrs. Hou was slightly stunned and said, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"The maid in the yard of the second son, the little sweet cake."

As soon as she heard that it was from Gu Linchuan's courtyard, Mrs. Hou's face immediately became bored.

Since the second son fell from the horse, he has become yin and yang, either staying at home in the yard all day, only showing up on the fifteenth day of the New Year's festival and the first day of the new year, or walking for a month or two without a trace.

Even so, Hou Ye was tolerant in every way and did not blame him at all.

It's a shame that the paralyzed man is a paralyzed man, otherwise he would doubt that with the degree of the Hou Ye's favor for him, he would be so mediocre as to pass on the position of the prince to Gu Linchuan!

Lazily took a sip of tea, and Mrs. Hou snorted coldly: "Since her family has come to redeem her, then let it go, lest my Hou Mansion have a reputation of being unkind." ”

"But ......" The housekeeper is in trouble, after all, the Hou Ye told him to take care of the second son.

Everyone in the Hou Mansion knows that the second son cares about the little sweet cake, and today the second son happened to go out, if he came back and found that the little sweet cake was lost, he wouldn't peel his skin!

Seeing the butler's hesitation, Mrs. Hou frowned, and said sharply: "What, Mrs. Ben's words, don't you understand?" ”

Mrs. Hou can make this loyal and brave Hou Mansion have no concubines, which can be seen as a means.

The housekeeper begged for a living under her all the year round, but he didn't dare to offend Mrs. Hou.

After comparing the wife and the second son, he can only take the heavier and the lighter!

The housekeeper gritted his teeth and said respectfully: "Yes, the old slave will do it!" ”