Chapter 488 The scroll in the back basket

Author: Wen Jiutao

The two wives of the Ruan family stared at Sang's mother in a daze. They were sagging their heads tomorrow and kept crying, but their eyes were swollen at this time.

"How can that little fool with conscience be good? If it can be better, I won't be so revenge on them." Mrs. Ruan gritted her teeth and said fiercely.

San Ma also gritted her teeth and pointed at the two of them and said angrily, "We did a good thing, and he knew that she would not become better, so he followed us. But we didn't know that we did such a thing without saying a word.

But he ruined Dalang.”

The one who is most harsh in Sang's mother is Dalang, and she doesn't think she is her own child at all.

Now that Dalang has had such a thing, she hates that she has not protected Dalang well, and she feels more distressed than the two ladies. She is not worried about how the two ladies are punished, so she feels sorry for Dalang, if she doesn't meet her, she will meet her.

Dalang asked him to look at Jiuli at the entrance of the teahouse, how could Dalang be designed into that trap?

She hates herself!

After Jiuli returned, her aunt was fiddling with the Ye Zi Card in the sun room.

The young wives all went back to cook, and there was an aunt alone at this time. She seemed very happy. When Jiuli came into the house, her aunt occasionally hummed a few small songs.

"My mind is so happy. So happy." My aunt probably learned a song that Xiao Yuanzi often hummed.

"Aunt?" Jiuli called out so lightly. She didn't go home all day and night, and Bingling who was in the east all night, she thought her family would be in chaos.

Unexpectedly, not only did I clean up, but my aunt started singing.

"Lili, am I back?" When the aunt said that, she looked up at Jiuli, stared at the backpack behind her, and stared at Jiuli for a while. Seeing that she was in good spirits, she nodded and said,

"Have you eaten? There is a lot of rice left for me in the pot."

Jiuli was stunned and turned to look at her aunt and said, "Auntie, who cooks the meal?"

"Several young wives helped me." The aunt said calmly, her words were very ordinary. Jiuli knew that she must have spent some money or deliberately won them a few times without charging them, so she asked them to do so.

Cook.

Nothing was told secretly by Xiao Yuanzi.

When she was not at home, if my aunt was greedy and wanted to eat something good, she would often do that trick. Jiuli smiled and turned around and walked towards her house.

The aunt looked up and looked at her back. There was a small, deflated backpack, and there was a painting empty inside. The aunt said to herself, "When did you start to like painting?"

Thinking about it, she felt it was impossible, so she lowered her head and continued to look at the Ye Zi card in her legs. When there was no one, she was also very excited to play alone. She often studied the cards that she was confused about very thoroughly.

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After Jiuli entered the house, she picked up the basket she was in. Only then did she see the painting in her basket. She kept it in his basket all morning.

When she and the thief were fighting each other yesterday, the thief put it in her backpack, or when she was not paying attention, she accidentally put it in.

Anyway, no one minded that the thief asked for the target whether the bag of gold was thrown, and the painting was originally asked for throwing it, so he put it in casually.

Jiuli has always had something to do, and she didn't have to watch it.

At this time, I noticed the painting and took out the painting.

She unfolded the painting casually.
Chapter completed!