By the time the mustache calmed down, more than half an hour had passed. Chunying followed Aunt Cheng into the courtyard of Cheng's house, cleaned the front and back of the house roughly, and saw that Aunt Cheng locked herself in the room and didn't know what she was counting, so she quietly took a broom and went out, pretending to clean the road in front of the door, and quickly got into the door of the opposite yard while people were unprepared.

She didn't see it clearly when she first entered the door just now, but now she found that this courtyard was very old, and compared with the courtyard of the Cheng family, it was obviously more than twice as small, and the buildings in the courtyard were only a wooden shed used as a kitchen in addition to the main house and the west wing, and there was a medicine pot next to the stove in the shed, and a few firewood sticks were stuffed in the stove hole. The courtyard was a mess, with wooden bricks of various sizes and a few bamboo poles scattered on the ground, overgrown with weeds in the corner, a half-full water tank, and a broken bucket lying upside down next to it. There was a thick layer of moss growing on the steps, and it looked like it hadn't been cleaned up for a long time, and Chunying guessed that the mustache had probably only moved in and hadn't had time to clean it up.

Mo Han walked out of the house holding a basin of water that had not been opened, lowered his head and wiped a handful of tears with his sleeve, raised his eyes to see Chunying, and asked a little listlessly, "Are you here again?" Aren't you from the Qingguo Marquis Mansion? When did you change the master? ”

"It's just going to someone else's house to help for the time being." Chunying didn't want to say too much, so she replied casually, and then looked into the room, "Is Master Hu calmer?" ”

Mo Han shook his head, his eyes turned red again: "Our second young master is so pitiful, first the master is gone, my aunt is seriously ill, but the lady and the eldest young master are ...... again" He paused, as if he took into account that Chunying was an outsider, and didn't say any more: "You go back, you don't need you here." ”

Chun Ying has actually guessed a little fate. Therefore: "Your wife and eldest young master drove out Hu Gongzi and his mother?" I remember that your master died not long ago, right? ”

"It's only been three or seven ......" Mo Han pursed his lips, his eyes flashing. After a touch of grief and indignation, "My aunt has been sick and wants to ask the doctor to take medicine, but the eldest young master refuses to give a penny......" His mouth flattened, and he squatted down and cried bitterly.

Chunying was slightly taken aback, and sighed in her heart, but heard Aunt Cheng's voice behind her: "This is too much, right?" The Hu family has a lot of money, but they don't give a penny to their youngest son? ! She hurriedly turned around and lowered her head and shouted, "Auntie." Aunt Cheng waved her hand impatiently, and asked Mo Han again: "Didn't you say that the government has a clear order, whether it is a concubine, you can share a piece of family property?" Your Hu family is an imperial businessman, there is no reason to violate the law of the country, right? Your family doesn't care? ”

Mo Han cried even louder, and after a long while, he raised his head and choked up, "Big. Master...... It is a big unfilial piety to say that the second young master and his aunt did not take good care of the old man, and the old man's condition worsened and passed away...... He specially invited his aunt and grandmother to come back and call the shots...... He also asked the clan elders to witness and drove the second young master and his aunt out of the house...... The second young master begged again and again, but the eldest young master refused to let go, and asked the nearby inn not to take in the second young master and his aunt, who took the jewelry on her body and walked here again...... I rented this small courtyard, but I couldn't support it anymore......" he cried, "I invited several doctors, and they all said that they couldn't save it, and now I don't know what to do with my aunt's coffin money, the second young master is really miserable......"

Chunying was sad when she heard this, and then looked into the house, only to see a mustache. Sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, his right hand tightly held the hand of his deceased mother, his eyes were straight, and the whole person seemed to be lifeless. She bit her lip and tried to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say.

Aunt Cheng listened to Mo Han's words, but her face twitched twice, and she looked at the four. Zhou, said with a dry smile: "There will always be a way, you should mourn, hurry up and think of burying your aunt, you can't let it go on a hot day." After that, he whispered to Chunying: "Don't get in the way here, why don't you go back with me soon?!" Then he turned and quickly walked out the door.

Chunying looks at Xiaohu. Zi and Mo Han hesitated for a moment, hurriedly said, "You take care of ......" and left, but after returning to the Cheng family's courtyard, she felt heavy when she heard the faint cry coming from the door.

It seems that Aunt Ma's joke when she was idle really came true, Hu Ershao, who was quite favored by his father, was really kicked out of the house after his father's death, and it sounded like his brother-in-law was doing a great job. Hu Ershao lost his father and mother and was penniless, what will happen in the future?

Aunt Cheng fiddled with the vase ornaments in her hall, and when she turned around and saw Chunying in a daze, she slapped her on the head: "What are you doing standing still?!" Hurry up and buy two taels of mustard chips for me at the tea shop at the entrance of the alley, and ask for new tea this year, don't let the guy coax you with the old year! She took out a piece of broken silver from her sleeve, thought about it, and hesitantly took out an extra piece, and said, "Take it, if there is any leftover, buy another bag of Furen and come back, and I want some dried bamboo shoots." ”

Chunying took the silver suspiciously, and couldn't help asking, "Auntie, didn't you say that tea is a precious thing?" You never drank it, so why buy it again? Also What is Furen? Dried...... Are you planning to cook with it tonight? ”

Aunt Cheng poked her in the head and scolded: "Stupid to death!" I thought you were smarter, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid! I don't know what Furen is, you won't ask the guy at the tea shop? Of course, dried bamboo shoots are used to make tea! After that, he brushed his hair and sideburns, and said with a little shame: "Although I don't eat tea, we love it very much, look at the days, he should almost come back, at most ten days and a half months, I bought it earlier, and he has to eat when he comes back." The jar in my brother's house is Longjing before the rain, and it is said that it was given by a merchant in the old year, and only the distinguished guests come to the door to make it, and they can't be used to eat it at home......"

Chunying looked at her unprecedentedly shy appearance, secretly shivered, and hurriedly went out of the door, and asked at the tea shop at the entrance of the alley, the five dollars of silver were barely enough to buy two taels of mustard tablets, and more than a dozen Furen, but they were olive kernels from Fujian, and they were also used to make tea nowadays. Chunying watched the guy weigh it, scrutinize it strictly, and said it badly, so she bought a small handful of dried bamboo shoots.

Looking at the three small paper bags in her hand, she couldn't imagine how dried bamboo shoots could be used to make tea? She thought she knew this era very well, but she didn't expect that there would be many strange things.

When she returned to the alley, it was almost noon, and Chunying was thinking about whether to persuade Aunt Cheng to go back to the stone shopkeeper for lunch, or to settle it at her own home, but she heard a commotion in front of her, and it seemed that several men were shouting there, mixed with Mo Han's crying. She hurriedly quickened her pace and hurried over, just in time to meet several men escorting Mo Han out, who was still struggling and kept turning around and shouting "Second Young Master". An old man with a white belt around his waist followed behind with a straight face, kept reprimanding him for being "unorthodox", looked back in the direction of the courtyard gate, but with a somewhat mocking smile: "Your master is an old lady, an old lady, a lady, a young master, an unfilial descendant who has been expelled from the house, and is not worthy of being your master!" ”

The mustache stood by the door, looking at him faintly, his eyes as black as two deep pools, which made people shudder. The old man seemed a little uncomfortable, and stiffened his neck and said: "Second master, it's not that the old slave doesn't give you face, it's really that what you do is not what a son of man should do, and the old slave can't get used to it." Now that you have food, clothing and a place to live, it is already the mercy of the master, don't you know what to do! After that, he looked behind him: "The cuckoo is just a girl, and she made a big mistake, so she doesn't need to pay attention to the future, so she just took a mat and sent it to be burned outside the city......"

Before he could finish speaking, the mustache suddenly rushed up and grabbed his shirt, and said in a hoarse voice: "You say it again?!" There was a hint of madness in his eyes, like a taut steel wire, and with more force, it would break.

The old man swallowed his saliva, shrunk his head, and didn't dare to say anything more, after a while, the mustache let go slightly, the old man hurriedly took advantage of the situation to get out, waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to escort Mo Han away, seeing that Mo Han was yelling loudly, he simply ordered someone to tie him up and leave.

The mustache didn't say anything, just stood in the middle of the alley, watching them go away. Chunying stood on the side, and tried to speak several times, but couldn't speak. The door of Cheng's courtyard quietly opened, and Aunt Cheng showed half of her face, glanced at her, and quickly retracted her head. Chunying hesitantly walked over and entered the door, almost not being hit by the door that closed immediately.

In addition to Aunt Cheng, there were two more strange women in the courtyard, but Aunt Cheng didn't introduce their identities, but just complained: "You went to the edge of the sky to buy it?" Why did it take so long?! Fang Cai is really scared to death, the people of the Hu family are really arrogant, they are the flesh and blood of the old man Hu, the old man's bones are not cold, so he did this kind of thing, and their family will be retributed sooner or later! After that, he snatched the tea bag again, opened it and looked at it, and while entering the door, he was still counting: "Why is there only so little?!" Say you're stupid and you're still not convinced, I bought a big bag of tea last time, and it only cost two dollars of silver, how expensive can this mustard flakes be? ! And this dried bamboo shoot, at a glance, you can know that it is a bargain, how can people eat it?! This blessing is not fragrant enough...... and spit bitterness to the two women: "This is the little girl entrusted by a friend to our family, she is stupid and clumsy, and she makes a mess of everything......"

Aunt Cheng kept chattering there, but Chunying didn't listen to it, she saluted the two women, looked out through the crack in the door, and saw that Hu Gongzi was still standing there motionless, she really couldn't bear it, so she turned back to Aunt Cheng and said, "Auntie, or ...... Let's help that Second Young Master Hu, right? He didn't even have money for the coffin, so he couldn't just watch his mother stink there......"

Aunt Cheng immediately paused, and her eyes widened in surprise: "What nonsense?!" He doesn't have money to buy a coffin, just take a mat and wrap it, he has the money to rent a house, but he doesn't have the money to buy a thin coffin?! Why should I get one foot into such an unfortunate thing?! Shut up! ”

Chun Ying took two steps forward: "God has the virtue of a good life, how much can a thin coffin cost?" It's a big deal to ask Hu Ershao to make an IOU. Looking at what he meant just now, he definitely didn't want to take care of his mother's funeral casually, if he left it alone, he might let his mother continue to stay in the house, and now that it's a hot day, the corpse will soon be broken. They're at the opposite door, and the aunt doesn't feel good when she smells it, right? After a pause, he added: "If Uncle Cheng comes back and smells ......"

Without waiting for Aunt Cheng to speak, one of the women said: "This is true, our head of the family is also coming back, in case he is smoked, it will be terrible!" Another woman also said, "A coffin is only one or two taels of silver, so let's make it together." Look at the young man is quite pitiful, he has been here for two days, he speaks and acts very politely, and he is also filial to his mother, if he is said to be undutiful, I don't believe it. ”

Aunt Cheng opened her mouth, but immediately changed her words: "It's very true, since everyone is getting together, why don't you find a few more neighbors, maybe everyone has the heart to help him?" After a while, a dozen or so families in the alley had decided to raise two dollars of silver per household, and the male owner of one of them came forward to buy a thin coffin, and a bundle of incense, candles, and paper money, and sent it to Hu Ershao's small courtyard, and said to him: "This is a little heart from the neighborhood, you can quickly do the funeral for the deceased mother." Two more older women kindly dressed him and combed his hair.

The mustache watched all this in a daze, and his originally cold expression suddenly collapsed, and he began to cry loudly.

Chunying's heart was sour, and she suddenly remembered that she still had a little broken silver in her baggage, which was originally given to her by her father for pocket money. She hasn't had any income in the past few months, but she doesn't have much to spend. The mustache has helped her anyway, but does she help too?

It's just that her silver is too small, and even if she helps, she won't be able to help much. Perhaps, she should think of a way to make money, not only for the sake of the mustache, but also for herself?。.。