Wen Yukou received a post, which was sent by Xu Xiancheng, the young lady of the Xu family, "The Sihe Pagoda is encountered...... Miss Muwen's quiet elegance is smoked, and I heard that your house hibiscus can be called a must, and I yearn for it, and I dare to ask if I can enter the house to see it, and I thought about it with a leisurely heart. Wen Yukou closed the post and replied to a post: "Brew tea under the flowers, sweep the couch to greet each other." ”

Hua Yue was about to leave after holding the post, but Wen Yukou stopped her: "Take ten taels of silver to the sender." ”

Hua Yue was silent for a moment, walked to the small cabinet where she usually put money, picked up ten taels of silver, and handed it to the little maid outside with the post, so that they could send it to the outer courtyard.

After the little girl rushed away, Hua Yue returned to the room, and saw that the eldest lady only cared about holding on to a copy of the "Analects" and reading it with relish, and said with a sad face: "Miss, we don't have much money, and we can't get in and out here, and it is difficult to support it until next month......"

Although the ladies are clothed and fed, all the clothes and food are provided by the house, and they are all above the top class, and if there are other places to use money in private, there is also monthly money. Generally, the ladies have their aunts to make up for it, and they have a good time, but Wen Yukou is generous, just the reward money that she gives to her subordinates on weekdays is much higher than that of others, not to mention that she quietly honors Mama An, the monthly money has long been gone, and the previous savings are gradually showing signs of bottoming out.

Wen Yukou put down the book, no silver?

When she saw it for herself, there were only a few ingots of snowflake silver and some broken silver, money strings, and some small jewelry in the cabinet. Stretched out her hand and dialed it, making a clangling sound, Mama Gui came in with a bowl of medicinal soup, and couldn't help but smile when she saw it: "The voice of the silver is really good, Hua Yue, don't think that it's a bad thing that the eldest lady can't get in and out, maybe she just likes to listen to the sound of this money." ”

Hua Yue was originally anxious, but when she heard these words, she almost fainted. And Wen Yukou also nodded in praise, so angry that Hua Yue's face turned blue, and she sat on the chair sulking, and she didn't even care about Wen Yukou drinking medicine. Seeing that she didn't come to serve her, Wen Yukou smiled lightly: "Huayue, why don't you get angry?" Are you distressed that the money is gone? Don't worry, my mother still has a lot of good things left, and letting Mama Gui take them out and sell a few things at night will be enough for us to use them for a while. ”

"Miss!" Hua Yue has never been very disobedient to Wen Yukou, she is really hurt for money, and she respects Mrs. Yu the most in her life, hearing that Mrs. Yu's daughter wants to sell Mrs. Yu's things, it is simply heartbreaking: "Madame's things can't be sold, no matter how poor we are, we can't touch them!" ”

Wen Yukou smiled faintly, lowered her head and drank the medicinal soup, the bitter taste filled the entire mouth, down the throat, and flowed into the limbs: "What if we are so poor that we are about to die?" ”

"How is that possible! Miss, don't say such things, be careful of being heard! Hua Yue immediately looked outside vigilantly, the little maids were lazy, and they were fighting stones and melon seeds under the corner with the little maids. Relieved, he turned around and said: "Not to mention that the Wen family has a big business, there will be no such worries at all, not to mention that the young lady is a concubine, and the person who will marry in the future must be a well-off family and a dragon and phoenix among the people...... How can you be so poor that you are dying? Miss, don't bully me for not being reasonable, it's okay to be bitter, but don't think about touching Madame's things! ”

Hua Yue thought that Wen Yukou was trying to trick her into selling her wife's things in the worst-case scenario, but Wen Yukou just smiled when she heard this.

How good, the stubborn Hua Yue is just like herself back then.

Back then, even when he loved Fu Tingshen the most, he insisted on guarding his mother's things, and let him use all his clever words, and he didn't give him the key. But she loved him, so guiltily gave him all the cash.

After that, she was really poor to death, so poor that she had no money to do it, no money to buy snacks, and no money to pay respects, everyone looked down on her, and people were laughing at her, and there was a group of people pointing fingers behind her back at any time. And she only cared about guarding a pile of cold and luxurious dead things, and did not retreat even a step.