Chapter 210 Old Lady

Author: Nv Yaoer

During the weekend, Tang Ran was left at Fu's house to accompany Gu Ruoqing. Seeing her gradually getting better, she felt much more at ease.

Fu Ying came over with a list and sat down in front of them. "Mom, sister, I just asked Ma Zhao to make a cake. Try it."

Gu Ruoqing glanced at her. "Put it down."

Tang Ran looked at her. "Have you graduated from college?"

Fu Ying smiled, "I didn't go to school. Because I was in poor health, my father specially hired a tutor to teach me at home."

"oh."

Fu Ying seemed to be afraid that she would misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "Sister, don't get me wrong. I have no other meaning."

Tang Ran smiled, "What's the misunderstanding? I didn't say anything."

Fu Ying clenched the corners of her clothes pitifully.

At this moment, Zhao's mother came over, said hello to Gu Ruoqing, and looked at Tang Ran. "You must be Tang Ran!"

Tang Ran looked at the strange middle-aged woman in front of him. "Who are you?"

Mother Zhao smiled and said: "I am here to serve the old lady. The old lady came back from Wuhua Temple last night. I happened to hear that the second young lady was found and asked me to come over and call the second young lady."

"Second Miss? Who do you call Second Miss?"

Fu Chinan's cold voice came from behind, and his cold eyes stared at Zhao Ma.

Zhao's mother felt a little guilty by his eyes, "Third Young Master, it's my fault that I didn't react at the moment. I'm old and can't think straight."

"Huh." Fu Chinan snorted. "I don't think you are old, but that you are blind."

Zhao's mother's face became ugly, but she did not dare to object. She could only lower her head and listen quietly.

"Okay." Gu Ruoqing spoke.

Fu Chinan wanted to say something else, but when his mother opened her mouth, she could only shut up.

With the eldest lady on the steps, Zhao Ma's face looked much better.

"Miss Tang Ran, please follow me to see the old lady." Mother Zhao said.

When Fu Chinan saw that she was still playing such little tricks, the anger in his heart rolled around in his chest like a fireball. Then, it suddenly shot up.

Gu Ruoqing took a step forward, turned to Ma Li, and said, "Ma Li, please notify all the servants in the house."

Li Ma glanced at Zhao Ma, said yes, turned around and left.

As soon as Li Ma left, Gu Ruoqing stared at Zhao Ma. "Zhao Ma, wait a minute."

"Madam, the old lady is still waiting for a reply." Mother Zhao reminded.

"Just two minutes, no delay."

"but……"

Zhao Ma wanted to say something more, but when she saw Gu Ruoqing picked up the tea cup and drank it without any intention of paying attention to her, she knew her attitude, so she could only stop thinking and stood aside quietly to wait.

Fu Ying looked at Zhao Ma and comforted her with a smile.

Zhao Ma only felt warm in her heart. Looking at Tang Ran who had been silent all the time, her mood became very emotionless.

After Tang Ran asked Fu Chinnan to sit down, he poured him a cup of tea himself.

After a while, Zhao's mother came with all the servants in the family. Everyone lined up and stood in the yard, staring at Gu Ruoqing curiously and nervously.

"Madam, everyone is here except Lao Wang who drives the car for Mr. Li." Mother Li whispered in Gu Ruoqing's ear.

Gu Ruoqing put down the tea bowl in her hand, glanced over these people with indifferent eyes, and said slowly in a beautiful voice, "Thank you for your hard work for so many years. I have been in a daze for so many years, and now I am awake. First, I

I want to recognize someone. Most importantly, I want to tell you something."

"No matter how you did things before, from now on, all the rules must be followed as I say. If anyone feels uncomfortable, there is no need to force it."

"You can tell Ma Li and go to her to collect two months' salary and leave. If you still want to stay at this house and work, I will be happy. But if you stay, you must abide by my rules. Anyone who breaks the rules will be punished.

Please leave immediately."

Gu Ruoqing's voice was very gentle, but in this gentleness, there was a majestic aura of a matron.

Tang Ran looked at his domineering mother and was very satisfied.

This kind of mother is what she should be like!

At first, all the servants still looked lazy. But with Gu Ruoqing's words, the laziness on all the servants' faces slowly faded away, and each of them became nervous.

Gu Ruoqing continued: "The first rule in the Fu family is to recognize the identity of the master. If you can't even recognize the identity, there is no use keeping it."

Zhao Ma listened casually, but as she listened, she felt that something was wrong with these words, as if they were directed at her.

"Who is the eldest lady of the Fu family?" Gu Ruoqing asked.

All the servants turned their attention to Tang Ran.

No one is a fool, how could they still not understand the purpose of the wife calling them here?

"Miss!" Li Ma took the lead and shouted to Tang Ran.

All the servants shouted respectfully to Tang Ran in unison: "Miss!"

This "eldest lady" fell in the ears of Zhao Ma and Fu Ying, which was extremely ironic.

Both of them looked unhappy.

Zhao's mother felt her face burning, as if she had been slapped several times.

Fu Ying lowered her eyes, and the palm of her hand that she was holding tightly seemed to bleed.

Her face was pale and uglier than death. She felt like a clown, and she felt a sense of inferiority that made her want to dig a hole in the ground.

Gu Ruoqing glanced sideways at Zhao Ma. "Zhao Ma, what should you call Xiao Ran'er?"

The smile on Zhao's mother's face was a little stiff, and she said dryly: "Miss."

"What is Xiaoying?"

Zhao's mother reluctantly said, "Second Miss."

Gu Ruoqing's smile disappeared in a flash, "Mother Zhao, you must remember it clearly. Don't call her by the wrong name next time."

Tang Ran liked her mother's way of slapping her face very much.

Say the gentlest words and slap the harshest face.

Fu Chinan did not forget to add, "You will get used to it if you call it a few times, and you will naturally not call it wrong again. Mother Zhao, don't you think so?"

Zhao Ma smiled awkwardly. "Yes."

Gu Ruoqing looked at Tang Ran and held her hand. "When you get to your grandma's place, don't be afraid and don't worry about anything. Mom doesn't care about anything, she's just afraid that you will be wronged."

Zhao's mother was very unhappy after hearing this.

What do you mean by this? It sounds like the old lady would target her.

Tang Ran understood, "Okay."

"Go ahead."

Tang Ran left with Zhao Ma. Fu Ying stood up and prepared to follow, but was stopped by Gu Ruoqing.

"Xiaoying, come and arrange flowers with me."

Although Fu Ying was unwilling, when she raised her eyes, a smile immediately appeared on her face. "Okay."

Ten minutes later, the car slowly drove into Luoling Mountain, passed through checkpoints, and stopped in front of an antique courtyard house.

The driver got out of the car, quickly opened the door, and stood respectfully aside.

Tang Ran got out of the car and stood at the door, looking at the seemingly inconspicuous courtyard house in front of him, knowing that not everyone could live here.

"Follow me." After saying that, Zhao Ma walked straight forward, not caring whether Tang Ran followed or not.

Passing through an ancient corridor, bypassing the houses, we came to a Buddhist hall.

Mother Zhao walked to the door and knocked twice. "Old madam, Miss Tang Ran is here."

After hearing this title, Tang Ran raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

There was no movement in the room for a long time. Mother Zhao turned to Tang Ran and said, "The old lady should be reciting sutras. You are waiting outside. After the old lady recites sutras, she will naturally let you in."

"I still have a lot of things to do, so I can't accompany you. Just wait by yourself."

Before leaving, Mother Zhao warned: "By the way, the old lady likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed by outsiders. Remember, don't make any noise."

Tang Ran stared at Zhao Ma leaving, turned to look at the closed Buddhist hall, and raised the corners of his mouth.

She obviously didn't care. The other party clearly wanted to show off to her, so she still waited here obediently. Wouldn't it be silly?

When Tang Ran walked out of the Buddhist hall, he slowly turned around and walked outside.

Two hours later, the door of the Buddhist hall opened, and Mrs. Zhang was about to call someone in, but she didn't even see anyone.

Mrs. Zhang came to Zhao’s mother and asked, “Where is he? Where has he gone?”

Mother Zhao also looked confused.

"I asked her to wait at the door."

"Go find it, don't keep the old lady waiting too long," Mrs. Zhang explained.

"well."

Zhao's mother called the servants in the yard and started to search in the yard. She searched room by room and finally found it in the garden in the backyard. Tang Ran was sleeping soundly.

"My little ancestor, why are you sleeping here? The old lady is looking for you everywhere." Mother Zhao complained as soon as she came up: "I didn't ask you to stand in the yard and wait. Why did you come here?"

"This is so unruly." The more Ma Zhao talked, the more addicted she became. She kicked her nose and pointed at Tang Ran.

Tang Ran glanced at her lazily, then took out his ears with his hands and blew lightly at her. Zhao Ma backed away with a look of disgust on her face.

"Please see your identity clearly. You are a servant and I am the master. Who has no rules? A servant dares to point fingers at the master. Who do you think you are?"

Zhao's mother did not expect that stealing the chicken would end up losing the rice. Instead, she was scolded by Tang Ran, and her face instantly turned the color of pig's liver.

Tang Ran ignored her angry expression and walked straight past her.

As soon as I entered the Buddhist hall, I smelled a faint scent of sandalwood, walked through the hall and entered the inner room. In the middle sat an old lady with gray hair, reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Mrs. Zhang whispered, "You wait here, the old lady's chanting is about to end."

Tang Ran yawned, the relationship wasn't over yet. He saw her running away, so he specifically asked her to come back and stare at her until she stood still.

After understanding their intentions, Tang Ran stood bored.

Mrs. Zhang stood nearby and stared.

In the Buddhist hall, I could only hear the sound of the old lady chanting sutras and no other sounds. It was very boring.

A minute later, when Tang Ran was about to speak, Mrs. Zhang, like a radar, immediately took the lead and made a "shh" gesture.

Yes, every one of them needs to be dealt with.

Tang Ran looked around, walked directly to the recliner and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Zhang came over and waved her hand, gesturing for her to stand up.

Tang Ran stared at her with his big innocent eyes, deliberately pretending to be dumbfounded.

Mrs. Zhang bent down and whispered in her ear: "Fourth Miss, you cannot sit in the Buddhist hall. That is disrespectful to the Buddha."

"If you can't sit down, then what kind of chair should you put here? If the chair is placed here, isn't it just for people to sit on?"

Mrs. Zhang choked at Tang Ran's words and didn't know how to object.

Mrs. Fu, who had been immersed in chanting sutras, opened her closed eyes slightly. "If you are tired, come and chant sutras with me."

Mrs. Zhang took another futon and placed it in front of the Buddha, signaling Tang Ran to come over.

"If the person before the Buddha is not sincere, no matter how many sutras he recites, it will be in vain. In this case, it is better not to recite them."

Mrs. Zhang was dumbfounded. No one had ever dared to talk to the old lady like this.

Mrs. Fu stretched out her hand, and Mrs. Zhang immediately stepped forward and helped the old lady up.

Mrs. Fu turned around, her eyes full of vicissitudes of life, and stared at the person in front of her.

Mrs. Zhang helped the old lady sit on the chair and poured her a cup of tea.

Tang Ran watched her drink slowly. Every move she made was so dignified, showing her aristocratic demeanor.

After a long time, Mrs. Fu put down her tea cup.

"Are you Xiaosi? I didn't expect to grow up so big in the blink of an eye. You must have suffered a lot in the outside world for so many years."

"good."

Mrs. Fu continued: "Now that I'm home, everything will be fine. The Fu family is different from other small families. Everyone in the family represents the face of the Fu family. Judging from your behavior today, your

My temper is too irritable and I need to change it."

"From tomorrow onwards, you will stay here with me. Let Granny Zhang and Mama Zhao teach you etiquette."

This was not a question, but a message to her.

Tang Ran was not angry. She smiled and stared at her. "Old lady, what you said seems to make sense, but I'm sorry, I don't have time. As for etiquette, I don't think it's necessary. I don't need to make any changes."

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help frowning and reprimanded: "Miss Fourth, why are you so insignificant? Apologize to the old lady quickly."

"This is called neither big nor small? Then I am neither big nor small."

When Tang Ran stood up, his eyes were cold.

From the moment she came into contact with them, these people looked at her with suspicion.

She respected her as an elder and tolerated her, but that didn't mean they could teach her how to do things.

It will never be possible to force her to do something she doesn't like as an elder and send her to her door to be bullied by them!

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Tang Ran stood up directly.

As soon as she walked to the door, the old lady's half-closed eyes opened. "You are from the Fu family, so you must abide by the rules of the Fu family."

Tang Ran turned around and looked at her coldly, "If you want me to abide by the Fu family's rules, you must first let me recognize the Fu family."

If it weren't for her parents and brothers, the Fu family would be nothing in her eyes.

Tang Ran left directly.

The old lady didn't move.

After Tang Ran left, Mrs. Zhang said: "Old madam, the Fourth Miss is indeed born to be rebellious."

Mrs. Fu squinted her eyes and kept spinning the beads in her hand. "When will that girl have a holiday?"

Mrs. Zhang calculated the time. "In less than a month, we should be on vacation."

"Well. When the time comes, you can ask Ma Zhao to bring her to the old house, and ask Ying'er to come with you." After the order was given, the old lady closed her eyes.

"yes."

After Tang Ran came back, Gu Ruoqing held her hand. "Are they giving you a hard time?"
Chapter completed!