"Old lady, Aunt Jin asks to see," Ziyu, the little girl from Qingtai Courtyard, tiptoed in.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Luo took Mama Li's hand and entered the West House, and everyone hurriedly put down their chopsticks and followed, "Do you know about the second family?" "I'm afraid that Jin Lingyun has come to sue in disguise.

"The daughter-in-law will come to say hello to her mother," Zhang Lan sneered in her heart, she didn't have to guess to know, this Jin Lingyun didn't know what tricks to play, didn't she know that if a man was absent-minded, no matter how many tricks he had, it would only increase his disgust.

"Who taught you this?" After listening to Aunt Jin's words, Mrs. Luo's face sank, "Su Juan's affairs are in charge of her mother, and one of your concubines actually came to me to talk nonsense?" Come on, take Aunt Jin back to Liuguang Pavilion, don't come out this month, wake up! ”

"Old lady," Aunt Jin didn't expect that Old Madam Luo didn't take the handle she sent to her hand at all, "The concubine is just worried about the third girl, she is big~" Aunt Jin was a little at a loss.

Seeing the mother of Qingtaiyuan take the crying Aunt Jin down like a fierce spirit, Mrs. Luo spoke again, this time she taught Zhang Lan a lesson, "You have a main room, and you can't even hold down the concubine room?" Even if she enters the door before you, she is still a slave in front of you, you should have come up with some means, what kind of system is it to cry and make trouble like this?! ”

"Yes, the daughter-in-law will be careful in the future," Aunt Jin no longer likes Luo Yuanpeng, and she is also her husband's former concubine, seeing that she was directly confined by her mother-in-law, Zhang Lan was also very happy, and couldn't help but have a little good impression of Mrs. Luo, and hurriedly got up and said yes.

"And Su Juan, although she was born to her aunt, but she is your daughter, whether it is her current upbringing or future marriage, it will not be her turn to speak as a concubine," Mrs. Luo said again, "I think you are also a frank person, so you will not do anything bad to treat your concubine, I just told you in vain, Su Juan will be placed in your yard in the future, the daughter of our Luo family, even if it is a concubine, it will not be able to be taught crookedly." ”

What the? Zhang Lan's face darkened suddenly, Russell was already six or seven years old, and she didn't want to help someone raise her daughter for nothing, not to mention that although this daughter was also good-looking, she was not used to being a good person, and she was choked by the opening of the Jin Lingyun Sect.

"Mother, Zhang's family has never given birth to children~" Luo Yuanpeng felt most sorry for his wife, so naturally he would not ignore her look.

"Aren't there nurses and girls? Where do you want her to bring it herself? I haven't given birth to children, and I just tried it," Mrs. Luo looked kind, "Our Luo family's heirs are thin, even if it is a daughter, it is expensive, raised in the courtyard of the second family, Su Juan is better to listen to when she says kiss," After that, he took Zhang Lan's hand and said, "If that girl follows her aunt's temperament, you can also show your mother's attitude, and the child will be grateful to you when he grows up." ”

Luo Sujuan has followed Luo Yuanpeng since he was a child, Luo Yuanpeng's feelings are actually deeper than the above two children, especially when he heard Mrs. Luo talk about the future marriage, his heart couldn't help but move, he believed that the Zhang family would not treat his daughter badly, and it would not cost her any spirit to raise her in front of her, but she could also give her daughter a good background, in this way, the eldest son was raised in front of his grandmother, and the daughter was raised under the knees of his mother, and he also promised that his wife would never have anything to do with other women, and this would only be a child in the future. And the two concubines will not be too aggrieved, and he, as a father, can be regarded as finding a good way out for his children.

"It's still my mother's thoughtfulness," Luo Yuanpeng was convinced this time, "According to what you said, let Su Juan follow the Zhang family, and I can rest assured that she is a person." ”

Luo Yuanpeng is relieved of her personality, although he has made up his mind not to block his chest with Mrs. Luo in one breath, he couldn't help but sneer, "What you say sounds really ridiculous, isn't it in the eyes of the Hou Ye, but it is common for all mothers-in-law to be mean?" Hou Ye asked himself, although you were raised in front of the Qian family, have I, as a mother-in-law, ever treated you badly? Whether it is food and clothing, reading and practicing boxing, please sir, which one has been delayed? "When Mrs. Luo was in charge, she was the most upright and upright, the old Marquis Luo was away all the year round, and she was a big family in the Wu'an Hou Mansion, no one dared to compete with her, and now that she is old and in good health, the people around her often persuade her to think about everything, she originally wanted to stop caring about these past things, but seeing that Luo Yuanpeng was full of smugness but was full of resistance to herself, she was also very angry in her heart, and raised her voice to question.

"The mother treats her son like a mountain, and the son remembers it in his heart," seeing that his mother was angry, Luo Yuanpeng knelt directly in front of the couch and asked him to say bad things about his mother, he really couldn't come up with specific things, did he want to argue with the words that his biological mother said that the materials he wore were not as good as his brother, and the good things would be given to his brother and the third brother?

"Forget it, you all go down, I'm tired too," Mrs. Luo waved her hand, too lazy to talk to Luo Yuanpeng again, but instructed Zhang Landao again, "I know that you are also sleepy when you first arrive home, but the family can't be left without an owner for a day, it's not like always letting Sister Rong take care of it, you settle down in the past two days, let Mama Li and Sister Rong pay you an account, and she can concentrate on coming over to accompany me~"

"Old lady, you are," Mama Li flashed a glance at Luo Qingrong, who was discussing needlework with Luo Ayajin in the Bisha kitchen, "The slave is really getting more and more incomprehensible." ”

"What's not to understand?" Old Madam Luo tugged at the corners of her mouth, and Zitang took off her shoes and leaned on the back of the couch, "It's just that I am too kind to the Zhang family." ”

"Yes, the slave maid sees that you have a lot of maintenance for the second lady," Mama Li secretly wondered if the master was old and lost the sharpness of the past, and did not want to grudge with the master of the family, but this is not very similar to the character of her own master.

"I'm not afraid of her," Mrs. Luo smiled coldly, "What good birds can be raised by people who are not as good as those who are not as good as the merchants on the side?" We don't have to do anything, she still makes a mistake, and then the second child can see it herself, "Where to use her to shoot, of course, she still shot," the second child has always dealt with me, and now he has the ability, he will definitely hold it if I press it, and he will not like it when I hold it, this time I severely punished Jin Lingyun, and protected the Zhang family, maybe it will arouse his pity and pity the jade~"

Since Zhang Lan entered Luo's house, this is in addition to coming to ask for peace every morning, Luo Qingrong This is the first time to enter Zhang Lan's western room, she glanced at the furnishings inside, and just like in her previous life, Zhang Lan thinks that she has a loose personality and does not like to be scheming, so she also likes a spacious and bright environment, if it is really that simple, it would be fine.

This Qin Seju has been renamed by her in Shuiju, and the main hall is hung with a plaque of Jinsetang, remembering Zhang Lan's smiling eyes when she looked at the name of the hall, Luo Qingrong thought about whether she saw through her own little abacus, and she was also telling herself in disguise that she saw through it, but she would not be at her mercy at will, changing the name of the hospital is a kind of announcement, what is this? Luo Qingrong sneered in her heart, she wouldn't compete with Zhang Lan for these face-saving things, what if she admitted that she was inferior to her? Lizi is more important than face, after all, she kept the yard where her mother once lived.

After talking about the rules and regulations of the house, as well as the personnel relations between the grandmothers in charge of affairs everywhere, Zhang Lan talked for a long time, and Mama Li took a sip of the tea bowl on the table, and secretly looked at the new lady who was sitting on the head.

A magnolia-colored ruyi pattern cardigan summer shirt, light green twelve moon skirts, there are thin gold threads embroidered with large peonies on the skirt edges, because the gold threads are extremely thin, and they do not appear public, revealing a hidden luxury in the cool colors, the old lady appreciates the mutton fat jade bracelet neatly hanging on the half-exposed wrists, although some disdain Zhang Lanxia's shirt to outline the waist too slender, but Mama Li also has to admit that this woman is really good at dressing herself, with her eyebrows and handsome eyebrows, Zhang's body has a natural charm and charm, I can't complain that Luo Yuanpeng was hooked to send away the most favored Aunt Jin, but he only half-exposed his arms, and his waist loomed in the main room, which was a little frivolous.

Zhang Lan didn't care about Mama Li's scrutiny, today it was Luo Qingrong who deliberately came over with Mama Li to hand over family affairs with her, although she knew that the ancient people were very precocious, and the seven or eight-year-old children written in the novel were all in the palace and fighting in the house, but Zhang Lan still didn't believe it, not to mention that her cheap daughter shouldn't need to use these means, so she thought that this home was actually in the name of Luo Qingrong and Mrs. Luo was in charge of it by Mama Li's hand, so Luo Qingrong would explain to herself the operation of the entire Wu'an Hou Mansion without saying a word.

I really don't know if I don't listen, it turns out that this Wu'an Hou Mansion, there are only five or six people, and there are hundreds of subordinates who are serving it, Rao is Zhang Lan has made full psychological preparations, or was taken aback: the old lady is surrounded by four big girls, four grandmothers, and second-class maids and little maids, a total of twenty-four grandmothers, twenty in their own courtyard, sixteen in the courtyard of the eldest daughter Luo Qingrong, and aunts, concubines, plus account rooms, warehouses, kitchens, needlework, etc., etc., Zhang Lan looked at the stack of ledgers and wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, Why did you suddenly sit on the top of the pyramid and become a member of the ruling class?

"Madame has anything to ask, just ask the slave maid," Mama Li did not have the arrogance of the old lady's yard, and pointed to the roster on the table with a smile, "Our house listens to things in Zhengji Hall every day, and the slave and maid have already told the housekeepers and mothers in the house, and I will ask you for peace tomorrow~"

Zhang Lan flipped through the roster casually, there were twenty or thirty mothers in charge of the house, and then looked at the high account book, Zhang Lan secretly laughed that she had something to do in the future, but she was not in a hurry, anyway, it was a matter of course for her to take over the Wu'an Hou Mansion, and she was a new type of intellectual in the 21st century, and she was not afraid of someone making any stumbling blocks for her in the accounts.

"Got it, thank you Mama Li for coming over in person," Zhang Lan's gaze was fixed on the account book in her hand, "Who made this account?" ”

"This is the general ledger of the treasury," Cinnabar took a step forward and glanced at the account book in Zhang Lan's hand, "Now the treasury in the inner courtyard is the head of the iron mother~"

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At 23:12 on April 13th, I was sorting out the manuscript that will be updated tomorrow, but I was in a very bad mood, I remember that when I was on the book, I was complained about and clicked, and I was depressed for a moment, but this book is only 50,000 words, I was hacked by someone with a heart, I was really speechless.

"Not to attract envy is mediocrity", I persuaded myself so, but being calculated so clearly made me uncomfortable when I was writing "calculation", because these methods in my eyes only appeared in novels, but now they happened to me again.

I don't know what I'm talking about, it's very simple, if it's a friend who read it late yesterday, you'll find that my book review area is "praised" by a few people, what a good book must be popular or something, and these people don't even have a collection at all, and there are some things I really don't want to say, and I'm not idle to check those people who come to me to offer "beautiful words", after all, I'm facing readers, sometimes, I want to try to maintain the image of "author" in the eyes of readers.

I'm incoherent, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to work tomorrow, is it hard to code words, and taking my work seriously will also attract some people's eyes? My grades are not the best, those who are better than me, I will only read their works carefully, I will think why I can't write them, if I ask myself that I can't catch up in my life, I will look up with respect, and learn from the strengths of their books, am I too "unambitious"?