The eighth aunt rubbed her swollen face and sneered: "How do I know how to remedy it?" ”

The eighth uncle glared: "Stupid mother-in-law, there is no one to protect such a big piece of fat in Bofu, you want to miss the opportunity to finally come?" ”

"But now that this is the case, is it possible to force the son to marry?"

The eighth uncle touched his chin, and his eyes flashed with greed: "If this way doesn't work, think of other ways, don't you women have many ideas." Old woman, if you take this opportunity to manage the family of Bofu, are you still worried that a few boys will not be able to marry a good mother-in-law? ”

The eighth aunt sat down, poured a few sips of herbal tea, and threw her previous fear out of the clouds: "Let me think about it." ”

How can you meddle in the affairs of the Bofu? The old man was right, if she missed such a great opportunity, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Aunt Eight's eyes rolled, racking her brains to think of ideas.

The eighth uncle knew that the eighth aunt had a lot of ideas in this regard, so he drank the tea without saying a word, staring at the slightly swollen side face of the eighth aunt and feeling a little annoyed.

It should be smoked lightly.

The eighth aunt suddenly slapped her thigh: "There is!" ”

"What?" The eighth uncle came to the spirit and put the bottomed teacup on the table.

The delicate white porcelain teacup, such a set costs a lot of silver, and the degree of eating and drinking in Bofu is really not comparable to that of Zhuangzi, and it is even more leisurely than the gods.

When Uncle Eighth thought of this, his heart was hot.

Yongchangbo's lineage has always been thin, and it has been passed down for several generations, but now there are actually no close relatives in the same clan, and they are separated from the eighth uncle by a few rooms.

Fortunately, Yongchang Bo is kind-hearted, and has taken care of his fellow clans for many years, and will allocate money to the clan's schools and ancestral halls every year.

It's a pity that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, seeing that a lot of money has been scattered from Bofu for many years, for people like eight uncles and eight aunts, they are thinking that Yongchang Bofu is made up of mountains of gold and silver, where do they still remember the love of Yongchangbo and his wife.

In their opinion, Bofu has money, and it is appropriate to take care of the clansmen, and they even feel that they have less to give. Now that the head of the Bofu family has passed away, how can the huge family business be handed over to a child who is not yet an adult and loses.

The eighth aunt looked out, closed the open window, and said in a low voice: "I look at the son of the world coldly, and I still have to start with that girl." ”

"What do you think of?" The eighth uncle thought of Xie Qingqi's aggressiveness in the mourning hall, and shook his head, "That girl is not easy to mess with." ”

The eighth aunt pouted: "You men don't understand, dogs that can bite people don't bark, and the ones who make a lot of trouble are half a bucket of water." ”

"Alright, let's get your idea."

"If that girl is sick, there is no elder in the house to take care of her, and there is a chance that she will go to her grandfather's house to recuperate, right?"

"Maybe that uncle will stay and take care of it."

The eighth aunt smiled disapprerovingly: "What if my uncle stays?" Although they can talk about the prince's family affairs, as long as they can't stuff the girl in, this uncle can't be managed by outsiders, right? This doesn't hold up anywhere. As long as that girl is sick, we are her clan, and in the name of the patriarch, wouldn't it be natural for the Bofu to take care of the back house? After all, Shizi is a kid, is it possible to take care of the trivial things in the house? ”

The eighth uncle couldn't help but nod when he listened.

"As long as the stewardship of this Bofu is touched, even if that girl turns around and recovers, can she still drive us out? It's easy to please God, but it's hard to send God, and before the Bofu ushers in a justifiable hostess, we can be the masters of the Bofu. Even if the son marries a wife in the future, we will straighten out these relationships in the house at that time, and it will not be so easy to move us. Old man, don't you think this is the reason? ”

"That being said, although that girl is sad, I see that she is still in good spirits."

The eighth aunt gave the eighth uncle a white look: "I have lived a handful of years, and I can be scared of hysteria in the mourning hall, that girl is a little girl, and she won't be scared out of illness when she encounters an unclean thing?" ”

Uncle Eight's eyes lit up: "You mean-pretending to be a ghost?" ”

The eighth aunt was happy, quite complacent: "It's just pretending to be a ghost." When the night came, a female ghost with a cloak shook in front of the girl, and she didn't scare her half to death. ”

The eighth uncle thought that he was much more rigorous than the eighth aunt in this regard, and said: "Since you want to pretend to be a ghost and scary, you have to get it all at once, but it is not safe to distribute your hair." If you want me to say, if you paint your face white, it's better not to see your facial features......"

The two enthusiastically studied the details of the costume ghost, and finally looked at each other and smiled.

"That's it." The eighth uncle poured himself another cup of tea, rubbing the delicate white porcelain teacup.

This teacup is so comfortable to the touch, it's all money.

Aunt Eight's eyes flashed: "But who is going to pretend to be a ghost?" ”

The eighth uncle was stunned by the question.

The eighth aunt said to herself: "The people we brought are unreliable, and it's too late to buy the people of the Bofu temporarily......"

She said as she met the eighth uncle's gaze, and saw a little meaning in the other party's eyes: "Old man, will you let me come?" ”

The eighth uncle smiled: "Old woman, you are the most suitable." Like you said, others don't worry, you still have to do it yourself. ”

The eighth aunt opened her mouth, and suddenly thought of the cold hands in the mourning hall and the thunder that almost fell on her body, and couldn't help but shudder: "I can't do it!" ”

"Why not?" Uncle Eight was dumbfounded.

Not to be outdone, the eighth aunt glared back: "Why don't you go?" ”

"I'm a big man, sneaking into the girl's house, isn't it easy to be discovered?" The eighth uncle instinctively resisted getting involved with the ghosts and gods.

"If someone sees the appearance of a female ghost, isn't it more eye-catching?"

Eighth Uncle has nothing to say.

"At present, most of the people in the house are busy at the spirit shed, and they are tired to death after a whole day, and they must have slept deeply at night. Besides, I was scared away when I saw the female ghost, who would dare to come forward. The eighth aunt pinched the eighth uncle, "I don't care, I won't go alone anyway!" ”

The eighth uncle had no choice but to agree to go with him.

In the evening, the rain had stopped, and the cool wind blew in through the windows, blowing the bed curtains back and forth in the house.

"Ah, aren't you sleeping?" Xie Qingqi saw Jiang seemed to be standing by the window for a while, and asked out loud.

Jiang seemed to take one last look out of the window, and then closed the window and walked back to Xie Qingqi: "Sleep." ”

Erniu should have left here, she didn't smell it.

However, today's rain and wind will affect her judgment.

If Erniu is still here, he will be hungry.

Erniu, who was worried about being hungry by the hostess, ran through the garden with a fat chicken in his mouth and ran towards Xie Qingqi's yard, ran to the gate of the courtyard and stopped, and flashed behind the flowers and trees on the side.

Let's eat the fat chicken before going in.