When Wen Yulan heard this, someone actually framed her mother, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, her pretty face tightened, and she said with a slight anger: "These timid slaves are really dead, their mother is so good to them, not only do they not know how to cherish their blessings, but they also do all kinds of bad things behind their backs, begging the old lady to strictly investigate this case and give her mother justice." ”

She thought that the old lady would follow her words and respond in one bite, but the old lady not only did not answer, but her face was gloomy, and the grandmothers around her looked at her nose and nose, and her nose looked at her heart, and Wen Yulan gave her a lot of looks, but she didn't react at all.

Everyone else also looked at Wen Yulan strangely.

"Why is everyone looking at me, the old lady is also angry, what is going on, did I say something wrong?"

Xie Shi stood quietly in place, facing Wen Yulan's questioning and angry gaze, and only smiled in response.

Wen Yulan was a little panicked, without her mother and Mama Duan by her side, the only handy maid Cai'er had died in the Sihe Tower, and she was alone. The hand that was buttoned in the sleeve was secretly clenched, and it hurt, but the pain did not make her understand.

Aunt Jin looked at it coldly, covered her smile with a handkerchief, and leaned into Wen Yukou's ear and said: "Look at her stupid look, she was born and grew up next to Mrs. Dou, and the city government's calculations are less than one percent of her mother's. Mrs. Xie's words clearly wanted the old lady to redress Mrs. Dou's grievances, but in fact, she wanted the old lady to investigate Mrs. Dou's embezzlement of public funds. I can't hide yet, the second lady really believes it. In vain, I thought she was an adversary, and it seems that I did overestimate her. ”

Wen Yukou smiled slightly, picked up the last piece of dim sum on the plate, snow-white and small, ice crystal clear, and handed it over to her fingertips: "Aunt Jin, look at this dim sum, it looks the same, and it tastes the same." People who don't eat it often will never know that the hibiscus cake of Lu Dao Dao Fu Lou is actually steamed by boiling and steaming five colored mixed fruits, just when it is born so white and so sweet. A good dim sum is naturally worth putting some effort into making a taste that others can't think of. ”

Aunt Jin took it, her eyes rolled around, revealing a little hesitation: "Could it be that there are still people who haven't played in this scene?" ”

Wen Yukou smiled but did not speak.

Wen Yulan was flustered, and said angrily at Xie Shi: "I know the truth, those subordinates are loyal to their mother on weekdays, and you must have been in the way of it, so you blamed your mother." What is your intention to be so far-sighted! ”

Xie Shi said lightly: "I don't have any intentions, I'm just talking about things, Second Miss." ”

"Don't tell these lies to deceive people, don't you know me. You were born poor and powerless, married your second uncle and entered the Wen Mansion, from the very beginning, you have ill intentions, from a small folk girl to the position of a dignified second grandmother, and you want to take the opportunity to replace my mother......"

The more Wen Yulan spoke, the more unruly he became, and the Xie family still looked pampered and unfazed, at this time Wen Yuzhi suddenly stood up, gently pulled Wen Yulan's sleeve, and persuaded him with kind words: "Big sister, don't talk about it, the old lady is angry." ”

She was dressed in plain clothes, with only an elegant hairpin flower on her head, her body was like a weak willow supporting the wind, and her voice was clear, which was in stark contrast to Wen Yulan's gorgeous clothes, which made everyone's eyes shine.

Because Wen Yuzhi's usual sense of existence was too low, Wen Yulan even shook off her hand in disgust and asked, "Who are you......?"

Wen Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, her eyes were suddenly full of tears, and she was moving, falling down her slender chin, but she still couldn't hold back her crying. She stood silently beside Wen Yulan like that, looking even more weak and pitiful.