Spring in Qingzhou is very short. After March 3, the weather is getting hotter.

Mengying was also preparing to change into her spring shirt. Qingluo looked around and found that her clothes were already small last year, but she had not finished her clothes this year.

Although she was in charge of the family, this family really deserves a lot of money. The whole family made new clothes, but she was left behind. Needless to say, she knew that it was Mrs. Yao's sign.

Mrs. Yao was waiting for her to admit her mistake, and was using this to hit her. Ke Mengying changed her past gentle temperament this time and just refused to bow her head.

Every time I go to pay tribute, if Mr. Yao is not present, Mrs. Yao will not look at her, and waves her hand and sends her away, as if she is a dirty thing, and will make her eyes dirty after seeing it.

The food has now risen to fifteen cents. Mr. Yao urged Meng Ying to sell the food quickly and never wait until the rainy season, which will cause mold.

Mengying knew that in another month, the grain would rise to twenty cents per bucket, and that was the best time to take action.

Meng Ying was looking forward to the price of grain, but Mr. Yao was looking forward to the price of grain.

Now his winery has no food available. He used to be on credit before, and the money he collected was not enough, so seven out of ten delayed it.

I really regret that I used all the wine in the wine cellar to be credited. Now the remaining wine has only lasted for two months, and there is no wine to sell in the Yao Family Winehouse.

What to do? There is no business and there is still so much money to pay back.

At this time, his housekeeper came up with an idea and said, "Master, let's add some water to the wine, not add more, add a little bit of it in a jar, and those big wine jars are enough to support it."

Mr. Yao second shook his head, "That's a sign-breaking sign, you must not do this."

He understood the truth, but he was desperate and the creditor came to his house every day. He had no choice but to adopt the butler's advice and let someone add water to the wine jar.

It was fine at first, but not long after, the news of the Yao Family Wine House mixed with water spread.

Those restaurants who used to pay on credit all refused to pay the bills because of the Yao family's wine.

When Mrs. Yao heard about this, her eyes turned dark and she almost passed away.

But beating and scolding is useless, Yao Family Brewery is over!

It was raining all night long, and the favored Yao Chengnian failed the Tongsheng exam.

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Meng Ying was also surprised when she heard this news. According to her previous life, Yao Chengnian should have passed the scholar exam this year.

Could it be that Lan Xiu's incident had a huge blow to him and he was so unwilling to make progress?

No matter what, this is a good thing for her. Yao Chengnian could not marry the daughter of the county magistrate if he didn't become a scholar. This was definitely not a happy event for his second uncle's family.

Mengying was in a good mood and called Hongying to sing a small tune.

Hongying cleared her throat, picked up Yaoqin, and sang:

"I'm lazy in the clouds, and I'm awake and I'm drunk. Yaoqin lies without paying attention to throwing books and lying in Nan Ke without dreams.

You have to be as leisure as possible, the sun and the moon pass by, and wealth and honor are more blooming and falling than flowers.

Youth is gone, how about not having fun?”

Listening to this little tune, a turbulent heart arose, "Wu Meng Nan Ke". When I was reborn, I was afraid it would be a dream, and I didn't even dare to sleep, but I was afraid that I would be nothing when I woke up.

After experiencing so much, I am sure that I can’t be true anymore. Maybe I should really “have leisure and life as soon as possible.”

"Girl, girl, it's not good." Qingluo ran in panic.

"What's the matter, just talk about it."

Mengying pulled back her thoughts, and Hongying quickly put away the piano.

"The master sent someone to ask you to go to the study room. I saw the old lady who had just left there, and I was afraid that she didn't say anything good to you. The master's face was so terrifying that I was afraid..."

"Mr. Yin is here, what are she doing?" Meng Ying couldn't figure out what else to talk about between her father and Yin.

But no matter what, Yin must have come for him. Now that he has a bad reputation, is he here to ridicule his father?

Hongying tidied up Mengying's clothes, and Mengying hurried to the study room of the outer courtyard.

As Qingluo said, Mr. Yao's face was as deep as water, sitting behind the desk without saying a word.

"My daughter has met her father." Meng Ying gave a blessing to Mr. Yao.

Mr. Yao suddenly stood up and shouted at Mengying: "Kneel down for me!"

Mengying didn't dare to neglect and knelt on her knees.

Mr. Yao looked over, Hongying was shocked, and quickly left the door, and then closed the door of the study.

Mr. Yao walked up to Meng Ying with his hands behind his back and said, "Who did you hear about the price of grain rising?"

"I heard from Mr. Shu that he said that war was about to begin, food and grass would come first, and food would definitely increase prices. Although my daughter was not talented, she also knew that when the two countries were at war, food would definitely be the top priority."

"You arranged the matter between Shi Lanxiu and your second uncle?"

"Yes." Meng Ying raised her head and looked at Mr. Yao calmly.

The father and father looked at each other and invited Qiao to look at the daughter in front of him, but as Yin said, this did not look like the eyes of a twelve-year-old girl.

But this appearance is undoubtedly his daughter. Could it be that what Yin said is true that the resurrection of the corpse will happen to his daughter?

Meng Ying also tried to find the answer in Mr. Yao's eyes. What exactly did he want to know?

But what Mengying didn't expect was that what she was waiting for was a big slap that hit her left face hard.

"A bastard, at a young age, he was not in a good mind and came up with such a vicious idea."

Ordinary people should be beating and pleading with their father in tears. Mengying suddenly laughed, and the branches were shaking, as if she was not the one who was beaten just now.

Mr. Yao was laughed at by her for no reason. His aura had finally been set off just now, but it also lost half of it.

He asked with his eyes wide open, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at Yin. It seems that he is really a dead end. He wants to provoke our father and daughter before entering the coffin."

"Did she still say that I might have been found by some vixen, or that I was pretending to be someone else's soul?"

"How do you know?"

Mengying actually stood up on her own and patted the dirt on her skirt.

"I... have I told you to get up?" Mr. Yao looked at his unruly daughter in front of him and became incoherent.

"Oh, Daddy, my daughter's knees are swollen." After saying that, he picked up Mr. Yao's teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Well, Dad's tea is still delicious, mine is a little astringent."

"You, why are you..." Meng Ying never dared to act coquettishly with herself. What's going on today?

"There is no rules, right? Actually, Dad is the real me, but you and mother don't like me like this. I changed. Now I am a mature person, I learned from Sister Bai from the shopkeeper Bai in Beijing."

"Dad, please sit down. If you have any doubts, my daughter will definitely tell you everything."

Mengying held her cheek with both hands, looking like a little daughter.

My daughter guessed it, but Yao Qingshan didn't know how to ask about it.

"If Daddy doubts me, I will start talking about it. When I was four years old, I climbed onto the tea table and broke the tea bowl. You said it was left by my great-grandfather. Dad beat me, right?"

Mr. Yao nodded. He had an impression of this. The cup was from Ru kiln. She broke it into pieces without holding it firmly. How could he not be angry?

"When I was five years old, my father taught my daughter to write. The first word he wrote was 'man', and my father also gave her a pen."

"When I was six years old, Sister Shi came, and my father never looked at me directly. Do you really know your daughter?" Meng Ying said here, tears filled her eyes.

Indeed, he did not pay too much attention to this daughter. One was busy with business, and the other was that when Yang was pregnant with her, he said that he was his son, but the one who came was his daughter.

Old Master Yao sighed, and made him, who was the first father, not at all happy, but rather guilty. He mostly came to him by perfunctoryly and never thought that they could speak seriously face to face.

"I..." Yao Qingshan was speechless, and he really didn't understand.

"The father doesn't need to explain. I know that the Yao family needs the eldest son, not me, the eldest daughter. So I think that if you want to get the attention of your father and mother, you must be different.

So, I often get into trouble. Whether right or wrong, I always have the most conspicuous one among the children. That's because I think my father's eyes can stay on me, even if it's an angry look, at least it's for me alone."

Yao Qingshan was a little embarrassed by his daughter's words, but he did not deny that this was the fact.

"Until my grandfather passed away and returned to my hometown, I saw that Shi Lanxiu and the butler had something unspeakable, but I knew that you could not believe me, so I found the right time to make you look at me with admiration.

As for dealing with those servants, it is because they almost killed you Daddy. I hate them and want them to die.

As for Shi Lanxiu and her second uncle, I just asked Shi Lanxiu to deliver food. I didn't expect that they were so bold.

But no one believed me because I was not my brother.”

Speaking of this, Mengying's tears flowed down. The words she hid in her heart for two lifetimes were finally spoken.

The silent cry of her daughter made Yao Qingshan feel like she was in her heart. Yes, she was too neglected to take care of her daughter. She had never put herself in her shoes. She was a child and longed for her father's kindness.

"Ying'er, it's my dad, I'm sorry for you." Yao Qingshan looked at his daughter who was like a flower in front of him and shed a few tears.

He didn't expect that his indifference would make his daughter so wise that he almost fell into Yin's way.

Meng Ying shook her head, "No, it's my daughter's fault. If I were a man, it would be great. I could go to the imperial examination to take the imperial examination to shine, but my daughter's family is so old and she has to accompany her dowry when she gets married. If I were you, I would think so."

"No, no, it's not like this Ying'er, it's my father's fault. Dad shouldn't believe the old pious woman's words of alienation. Don't blame Dad, don't you like this tea? Take it all for drinking."

After Yao Qingshan finished speaking, he put the pottery jar containing tea in front of Mengying.

"Dad, that daughter is not polite." Meng Ying wiped the tears from her face and showed a pretty smile.

"Take it, take it, come again if it's not enough, Dad has good tea." This is to lower his posture and apologize to his daughter.

Mengying achieved her goal and didn't leave much. She smiled and left with a tea pot. She seemed to be afraid that her father would regret it.

Yao Qingshan looked at his daughter's back and breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, thinking: After all, it was the little daughter, she left happily after taking the tea leaves.

I was really confused and didn't see through Yin's poisonous plan.

Meng Ying left Yao Qingshan's study and her face sank. She called Hongying and left the gate of Yao Mansion.

This is the benefit of being the head of the family, freedom of entry and exit.
Chapter completed!