Nianfu, Fukumei-in.

"What do you say? The Six Sons are not there? An Zhimei stood up suddenly, and the little girl who came to talk was so frightened that she sat on the ground.

"Return, back to the second lady's words, the slave maid just brought someone to look for it, the sixth son is indeed not in the house, and the slave and maid also asked other little maids, no one knows where the sixth son is."

"Mother!" When Nian Yingchun heard this, the tears that had just been sucked back poured out again, and she pulled An Zhimei's sleeve inarticulately, "What should I do now?" I can't even find the person who delivered the letter, so am I going to marry that paralyzed man so inexplicably? ”

An Zhimei saw Nian Yingchun crying again, and her anger surged back into her sleeves, gritting her teeth with hatred, "Cry, cry, cry!" You know crying! What's the use of crying? ”

"What if you don't cry? I don't want to marry that paralyzed man! Don't, don't die! Nian Yingchun was yelled at by An Zhimei, knowing that she had no hope at all, and immediately cried even more seriously.

Nian Yingchun's words made An Zhimei feel distressed again, and at the same time she was distressed, she couldn't help but calm down a lot, of course she didn't want Nian Yingchun to marry Li Liansheng's second son, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that all the property of the Li family in the future must be Li Pei's.

After taking a few breaths, An Zhimei's voice fell, and while pulling up Nian Yingchun, who was crying in a pile, she instructed the maid who was kneeling on the ground, "You go and guard me at the gate of the house, and when I see the master coming back, I cry and say that I want to hang myself to find a short time, remember how miserable it is to cry and cry, if you can't cry, be careful that I will make you never cry again in the future!" ”

"Yes, Second Lady." How dare the little maid say no? Although she has only been in An Zhimei's courtyard for less than a year, she has seen with her own eyes the cruel methods used by An Zhimei to punish her subordinates.

"Wait!" Seeing that the little maid had already gotten up, An Zhimei thought about it and added again, "By the way, find a few more people to come and gather in my courtyard." ”

"Yes." The little maid who walked to the door nodded, and then ran out of the house quickly.

"Mother, do you have an idea?" Nian Yingchun, who was pulled up, had blurred tears and a question mark on her face.

Seeing that Nian Gengrong was about to come back, An Zhimei had the time to explain to her, "Say you're stupid, you're really not smart, ask so much why are you doing, you will cry after a while, hugging your father's thigh and crying." With that, he got up and walked to his closet, and took out a fine silk scarf.

In fact, at this time, An Zhimei knew very well in her heart that she was put on a role, otherwise why would the letter be sent wrong? And why did the sixth son disappear at this time?

But even if she knows, she doesn't have the time to study it deeply, the most important thing at the moment is to make a show for Nian Gengrong, who is about to come back, as for the matter of the sixth son, when Nian Yingchun's matter subsides, it is not too late for Wang Shengzi to send someone to investigate.

The little maid who ran out of An Zhimei's yard first found some people who dared to go to An Zhimei's yard, and then came to the main gate of Nian's mansion in a panic.

The little maid thought that her little movements were unaware, but in fact, they all entered, and kept poking her eyes out of the window in Nian Yingxi's eyes.

Nian Yingxi didn't know An Zhimei's explanation before, but she was too lazy to talk to Nian Gengrong, and she didn't even want to look at her 'daddy' more, so after getting into the carriage, she kept looking out the window, but she didn't expect that her boring behavior would have an unexpected gain.

Retracting her gaze, Nian Yingxi was amused, it seemed that An Zhimei had thought of some countermeasures again, otherwise how could she let the little maid in her yard pretend to cry at the gate?

The carriage gradually stopped, and Nian Gengrong, who had been leaning on the soft couch and closing his eyes, opened his eyes, got up and stepped out of the carriage, but as soon as his feet landed, he heard a terrible cry.

"The master is not good, the master is not good, the second lady can't think about it for a while, and now she is in the yard to break the sword!"

"What!" Nian Gengrong was stunned for a moment, walked towards the door of the mansion and walked in, how can he say that he and An Zhimei have also been husband and wife for more than ten years, where can you say that you don't care?

Then Nian Yingxi, who got out of the carriage, looked at Nian Gengrong's anxious back, rolled her eyebrows, and followed Nian Gengrong quickly, anyway, the night was still so long, and Nian Gengrong didn't explain that she couldn't go, so she simply went with her to see the excitement, and passed the boring time by the way.

As soon as Nian Yingxi walked into Fumei Courtyard with Nian Gengrong, she heard the crying sound coming from the house, and looked sideways at a bunch of people who were cowering on the side of the courtyard, and said in her heart: An Zhimei's abacus is really loud enough, and she didn't forget to pull a few witnesses when she committed suicide.

"What's going on?" Nian Gengrong pushed open the door, and saw An Zhimei, who was stepping on the bench and his head had been stretched into the scarf, and suddenly became angry, everything was not going well today, he was already upset enough, and now when he returned home, An Zhimei was like this, he felt that his head was like a big tank.

An Zhimei wanted to kick the bench under his feet the moment he pushed the door, but after repeated hesitation, he didn't have that heart after all, and now he listened to Nian Gengrong's roar, and his feet were even softer, and he was about to pretend to cry and withdraw his neck from the scarf, but at this moment, the stool suddenly fell to the ground.

The sudden feeling of suffocation made An Zhimei panic, and her legs that fell in mid-air kept struggling, but in addition to increasing the feeling of suffocation, there was no relaxation at all.

Nian Yingchun, who was standing on the side, stood stunned in place, at this time, she didn't know whether she should save An Zhimei first, or follow An Zhimei's explanation first, to hug Nian Gengrong's thigh and cry.

Throwing away the other stones in her hand, Nian Ying walked into the house leisurely, looked at An Zhimei who had begun to roll her eyes on the beam, and laughed in her heart: Bitter meat, bitter meat, how to calculate if you don't have bitter meat? Since An Zhimei couldn't spare her life to be ruthless, she didn't mind helping her.

However, she didn't expect that her accuracy rate was still so high, she thought that it would take at least two stones to hit the leg of the stool, and she didn't want one to easily get it.

Seeing that An Zhimei in the room began to breathe in more and less gas, none of the little maids outside went up to help, these people have been oppressed by An Zhimei all the year round, and now when they see An Zhimei in trouble, no one wants to save her, but they are all looking forward to her closing her eyes quickly.

Nian Gengrong is a person who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he quickly came back to his senses in an instant, stepped forward and hugged An Zhimei's trembling legs, and with a wave of his palm, he waved the long scarf on the beam of the house with a dead buckle in half.

An Zhimei relieved herself, opened her eyes and saw that she was actually in Nian Gengrong's arms, knowing that Nian Gengrong must still care about the relationship between husband and wife for so many years, where can she still take care of her hot and painful throat? Hurriedly pulled Nian Gengrong's sleeve and cried, "Master, you don't care about the concubine anymore, why do you have to stop the concubine?" It's better to let the concubine die, so that the lord's eyes can be clean and clean. ”

"Nonsense!" At this time, Nian Gengrong's heart softened a little, and the big hand holding An Zhimei couldn't help but tighten, "When did I say such a thing?" Isn't it all your own imagination? ”

Seeing that there was a turnaround in the words, An Zhimei saw the stitches, "If the master doesn't care about the concubines, why do you want to marry Chun'er to the second son of the Li family?" Who doesn't know that the second son is a paralyzed person? ”

As soon as the matter of Xu Match was mentioned, Nian Gengrong's heart that had just softened became hard again, and he beckoned the maid to come over to support An Zhimei, and he got up and said without any room, "This matter has been decided, you take care of yourself quickly, don't wait until the wedding day, and embarrass the Nian family!" After speaking, he no longer glanced at An Zhimei, and turned around and walked out of the house directly.

At this time, Nian Yingchun, who had been stunned, came back to her senses, but it was too late for her to hug Nian Gengrong's thighs, so she could only cry and watch Nian Gengrong leave.

An Zhimei thought that Nian Gengrong's attitude towards this matter was so tough, she even pressed the love of her husband and wife for many years, and she couldn't make Nian Gengrong change her attitude, listening to Nian Yingchun's hoarse cry, she slowly closed her eyes, it seems that this time, she really wanted to send her daughter to the bed of a paralyzed person with her own hands.

Nian Ying, who was standing by the door, was happy to see that the matter was a foregone conclusion, and she stretched her waist to turn around and walk out of Fumei Courtyard.

Nian Yingchun, who was lying at the door, saw that there was an extra pair of feet in front of him, and looked suspiciously, and when he saw Nian Yingxi who was about to go out, he gritted his teeth and glared, "What are you?" They even came to see me laughing? ”

An Zhimei, who heard the voice, opened her eyes suspiciously, and was also surprised to see Nian Yingxi's presence, thinking about what happened, and then looking at Nian Yingxi's leisurely appearance, she couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Nian Yingxi, is this matter your hands and feet?" ”

Nian Yingxi stopped unhurriedly, looked back at Nian Yingchun on the ground, and then looked at An Zhimei on the other side, and responded funny, "I don't know what the second aunt is referring to?" ”

"What do you mean?" An Zhimei's eyes narrowed, staring at her tightly.

"I'm just a fool, what's the point?" Nian Yingxi hooked her lips and smiled slyly, "Daddy's marriage to my sister is a blessing for my sister, and the second aunt herself has tested it herself, even the second aunt can't change her father's meaning, how can I intervene in this matter?" ”

An Zhimei thought about her words, and said in her heart: It's not unreasonable, I can't shake Nian Gengrong, where did she come from such a big ability as a concubine, it seems that this matter may be inseparable from Wang Wanxiu in Dali Temple.

Nian Yingxi saw that An Zhimei stopped talking, and looked at Nian Yingchun on the ground and smiled, "I'm sorry, let me go." ”

Nian Yingchun looked at An Zhimei, and saw An Zhimei shaking her head towards herself, even if she was unwilling, she could only grit her teeth and move her body to the side.

Nian Yingxi walked out of the house, she was really sleepy after tossing for so long.

She is not a person who dares to do it, but An Zhimei didn't ask about it, so why should she say it? And now is not the time.