The wind blew, the yellow sand covered the sky, Wen Lingxiao snorted twice, Wen Mianmian felt that there was only dung in the yellow sand.

Waiting for the yellow sand to blow, Wen Lingxiao, who was carrying a large bag of snacks, said happily: "It costs a lot of money to lay bluestone slabs, and the treasury is not very rich, how can you spend money to pave the road." ”

Wen Mianmian sighed again, she could almost imagine now that when it rained, muddy water and fecal water would flow sideways, and sludge would be everywhere.

If the sun comes out continuously, it will be dusty and obscuring the sun!!

It seems that the cleanliness and luxury of the General's Mansion made her expect too much from this dynasty that she had never heard of, and now her heart was broken.

She was deceived by those gorgeous ancient street scenes on TV, and she was deceived so badly.

"If I have money, I'll go and rebuild a street, and I must let the people of Kyoto feel some prosperity."

Listening to her bold words, Wen Lingxiao touched his nose a little embarrassed, not for anything else, because there is really no money in the house, who makes their family not good at taking care of housework, and they are going to be unable to make ends meet.

Ay......

The sunset was full of sky, and the returning birds glided across the sky at great speed, leaving behind a few eager birdsongs.

Before entering the house, Wen Lingxiao handed a bag of dim sum to Wen Mianmian, "Listen to my brother's words, give this bag of dim sum to my mother, your mother has been taking care of you these days when you are sick, and you are not allowed to be petty." ”

"Mother entrusted you to your aunt before she died, and asked our brothers and sisters to treat your aunt as if she were her own mother, and you also nodded."

"In the past few years, you have not been close to your aunt, but your aunt has always taken care of you silently, my brother has never said it, and the house has never been rich, but all your uses are the best, and the younger brother has lived in general."

What Wen Lingxiao didn't say was that because of his sister's domineering and dislike, the younger brother Wen Yiqing's life was not very good, and he didn't like to talk anymore, and his courage was the same as that of a quail.

Wen Mianmian took the dim sum and nodded, she has been avoiding this since she woke up, because the relationship between the deity and her mother, who is also her aunt, is tense, and she is afraid of being embarrassed to meet, so she has not visited it until now.

It's all the sins of the deity.

In the study room of the General's Mansion, the clerk who had returned from the palace looked at the account books piled up in front of him, and frowned as he listened to Mrs. Wen talking about the expenses in the mansion.

"General, can you discuss with the old lady to take out half of the income of Zhuangzi and the shop to the public middle school, and the cash in the house will deduct the monthly money of the next month and the expenses of various purchases, leaving less than a thousand taels."

"This time I was sick, and many families in Kyoto came to visit him with generous gifts, and this person had to set up two tables to show his gratitude."

"Vice General Luo under the general camp also begged to come to the mansion yesterday, saying that the old lady in the family was very sick and wanted to borrow money to turnover."

This pile of piles all needs to be supported by money, don't look at the powerful general Wen Mian, who has unlimited scenery on the outside, and on the inside, he earns less and spends more, and the general's mansion is often in a state of making ends meet.

Wen Mian asked, "Father still refuses to take out the money?" ”

Mrs. Wen nodded helplessly, "The silver handed over to my father in the past two years adds up to more than 100,000 taels, and when my father took the money, he also said that there is an urgent need in the house to find him to take it." ”

"......"

Can't take it out.

Mrs. Wen was very helpless, speaking of her father-in-law is a very lucky person, he was the eldest son of a small official's family, and he married a girl from the Liu family.

It stands to reason that when he climbed such a Yue family, he should have his head cantilevered and stabbed the shares, but he gave all the affairs of the family to his wife, enjoyed himself, and accepted a few beautiful concubines for himself, but under the hard work, only one concubine named Aunt Hua gave birth to a concubine.

Fortunately, Mrs. Masamurai gave birth to a son safely earlier, so that he would not be left without a queen.

He has done nothing all his life but has been smooth, his son is still good when he is older, and he has naturally become the father of General Wensheng, an old man with identity and face in Kyoto City.

But there is a sentence that is still wrong, people don't really care about everything, the silver still has to be managed, especially in recent years, it has become worse, and I don't know what to do with that silver?

The most speechless thing is that he can't talk about him yet, and when he says it, he sheds tears, and he feels aggrieved when he thinks about it.

"I'm going to talk to my father tonight, whatever..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped, and Wen Mianmian walked in with two plates of dim sum at this time.

"Daddy, I went out shopping with my brother today and bought several snacks, these two are salty, try them?"

After speaking, I saw that there was another person in the study, and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so I naturally handed the snack in my hand to Mrs. Wen, "Mother, do you want to try it?" ”

Mrs. Wen was slightly stunned, and subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with her ears, how could Mianmian call her mother?

"I... Cotton..."

Mrs. Wen was a little incredulous, and forcibly suppressed the excitement in her heart, "Mianmian, what are you calling me?" ”

Wen Mian was also slightly surprised by the sound of 'mother'.

When his wife died of illness, he begged him to marry the little aunt of the orphan and widow as his steproom, firstly, because the little aunt mother and son had a support in the future, and secondly, he also wanted the little aunt to be able to treat Mianmian wholeheartedly.

At that time, Mianmian was very close to her aunt, but when she knew that her aunt had become a mother, her attitude changed, from intimacy to extreme disgust.

It's been three years, and in these three years, don't call 'mother', even 'aunt' has never been called.

Wen Mianmian was even more embarrassed, thinking that the change in attitude was too big to explain, so she immediately handed the plate forward, "Do you want to eat?" ”

"Okay."

Mrs. Wen hurriedly pinched a small salt cake with pepper and sent it to her mouth to take a bite, quickly turned around and pinched the handkerchief to press the circles under her eyes, turned around and smiled: "The Mianmian pick is really delicious." ”

"If you like it, I'll leave it to you."

Put down the saucer and turned to leave, looking closely at the back with a two-point posture of running away.

waited until he got out of the study to breathe a sigh of relief, and suddenly saw a small figure not far away standing cowered, and saw her small figure involuntarily take two steps back.

Wen Mianmian sighed again, they were all wronged.

"Little brother, are you waiting for your mother here?"

The five-year-old Wen Yiqing stood with his head down and didn't move, his little fingers pinching each other uneasily.

Wen Mianmian walked straight up, "Little brother, my father and mother are still talking in the study, I went out of the house today to buy snacks and came back, and I also have your share, go and taste it." ”

Wen Yiqing raised his head in disbelief, a pair of big eyes blinked twice, and before he could speak, his little hand was held by Wen Mianmian, "Let's go, let's eat snacks." ”

On the way, Wen Yiqing looked at her carefully, and couldn't help but fantasize about how this sister who waited for Caiyunju to torture him.

The calves and lead are generally not lifted.