This is no longer the case. Even if you die poor, you have to guard the cold gold, silver and jade, remember the worst and most painful time, and don't cross it at all, right? Wen Yukou would not do such a stupid thing again. Back then, she just suffered a loss with no money to pay, and when she was abused and insulted, no one sent her food and drink, and no one was willing to help her pass on the word, cold, desperate, and couldn't get half of the pity.

But in her room, there were many, many gold, silver and jewels for the dowry, which were priceless, and they were her mother's belongings, and she refused to be touched by others. But in the end, these priceless things became the private property of the Fu family, and they were wantonly abused, torn, broken, and crushed in front of Wen Yulan...... This kind of thing of making wedding clothes for others, she will never do again.

If you have money, you will spend it, and if you don't have money, you will make money to spend it.

However, Hua Yue didn't know anything, she was just as pitiful and respectable as herself back then.

Thinking that her mother still had such a kind girl in mind, Wen Yukou felt a trace of warmth in her heart, diluting Fang Cai's viciousness and sadness.

Mama Gui sorted out the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, pen wash, Yantai, pen holder, book, paper, Juan, these Miss Suri's favorite things, must be put away, so as not to make a mess, Miss will not be able to find it next time. She didn't seem to hear the conversation between Wen Yukou and Hua Yue, and her wrinkled face was full of love and tolerance.

"Okay, I lied to you, you have the key, without your consent, where do I dare to move. We'll have money. Wen Yukou drank the last sip of the bitter decoction and pursed her lips with a handkerchief.

Hua Yue heard this and turned her head suddenly: "Really? ”

"Well, at the latest, tomorrow evening, someone will bring us money, about three thousand taels. Tomorrow I will accompany Miss Xu Xiancheng to enjoy the flowers, you just guard the house, if someone brings it, take it, don't ask, don't guess. ”

Hua Yue was taken aback, she didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Miss's stomach, she took the candied fruit and handed it to Miss, and her voice was soft and soft: "Miss, if the money is not right, in fact, it's good not to do it...... I also saved a lot of private money, and I can make up for it even with Gui's grandmother...... Otherwise, Madame's things can also be sold, after all, it is our own ......"

Wen Yukou sneered: "This son, you are soft." Rest assured, there are people who are willing to give it to us. ”

Since Dou was sick in bed, the big and small things in the house were represented by the housekeeper, and the old lady had to cheer up. The housekeeper is an old slave of the Wen Mansion, and he is loyal, but no matter how hard he tries his best, some things are still beyond his reach.

"Thirty pots of white begonias, thirty pots of red begonias, ten pots of hibiscus and pandan orchids, twenty pots of cloves, forty pots of laurel, fifty pots of narcissus and water lilies...... the housekeeper took the list and stood in front of the old lady and read them one by one. These are all things that the concubine will use when she comes, and if there are too many or too little, the old lady must decide to issue a supplement.

The old lady leaned her head on the beauty couch, looking lazy, and Wen Yulan was beside her to help her rub her temples.

Finally, the housekeeper finished reading and waited for the old lady's order, and the old lady slowly looked at everyone: "This is the list set by Mrs. Dou before, you all talk about it, what do you think." ”

"Since it was set by Mrs. Dou, then there is nothing to add, Mrs. Dou is the most careful, and she will definitely not make mistakes."

"Yes, the concubine is Mrs. Dou's sister again, and the sisters are connected, and she will definitely be very satisfied with Mrs. Dou's arrangement. These flowers and grasses, just follow them, yes. ”

"Madame Dou never goes wrong......"

"No need to change ......"

The old lady rubbed her eyebrows.

"Old lady, if you are tired, go back to your room to rest." Wen Yulan saw that the old lady was tired, and persuaded with a well-behaved smile. I thought that even if my mother was sick, she would still be able to control everything here, and these little things would be solved without much effort.

"Old lady, please let me say a word."

Someone stepped forward, smiled gently, had a silver hairpin on his head, and pulled a decent bun, looking very approachable.

A trace of impatience flashed in Wen Yulan's eyes, and he snorted coldly in his heart, it seems that there are still people who are not dead.