Mr. Wang hurriedly covered Mrs. Wang's mouth and said with a smile: "Erlang, your aunt has long hair but short knowledge. She is also concerned but confused. That's why she said the wrong thing. Don't argue with her. We are all one family."
How can people start a quarrel on their own, right?"
"As long as the second uncle understands the truth, go back to the Wang family and stay peacefully. The cousin's crime is not a serious crime. He can be released in ten days and a half at most. After he comes out, he can be disciplined well, otherwise
Next time, it won’t be as simple as locking her up.”
After leaving these words, Pei Duqin walked away and never cared about it again.
Seeing that there was no hope, Madam Wang Er sat down on the ground and burst into tears, "My poor son!"
"Shut up! I told you to stop saying a few words. When the matter has reached this point, even Erlang refuses to take care of it. It's not all your fault. Go back quickly and don't embarrass me outside and cry again.
If you make trouble again, please go back to my parents’ home, so as not to embarrass my Wang family!”
After saying this, Mr. Wang didn't bother to care about her anymore, got on the carriage and left by himself.
Mrs. Wang is just a paper tiger. Seeing that Pei Duqin and Mr. Wang don't care about her leaving, who can she cry to? She is also laughed at by passers-by.
She could only stand up on her own in despair, wiped her tears, and walked back to Wang's house.
Not long after Pei Duqin and others left, the girl in plain clothes who sold her body to bury her father came to visit.
Shopkeeper Luo came over first and said, "Master, there is a girl outside who said she came to work in our teahouse."
Yan Mingzhu immediately understood who was coming and asked shopkeeper Luo to bring him in.
As soon as she saw Yan Mingzhu, the girl in plain clothes immediately knelt down towards her and said, "Thank you very much for your willingness to take in this slave."
Yan Mingzhu held her arm and motioned her to stand up and speak, "In this teahouse, everyone is equal. As long as you do your job well, your remuneration will not only be the fixed salary, but also the same as the teahouse."
The income is linked to the income and dividends can be distributed every month.
Work hard here, and when you save enough money in the future, you can buy a house and have a safe place to live. Even if you can't find a husband in the future, you can live a good life without having to rely on others."
The girl in plain clothes has never said anything like this to her in her entire life.
Whether it's family members or strangers, what they say the most is that if a woman wants to live a good life, she must see whether she can marry into a good family.
But Yan Mingzhu was different. She told her that women don't have to rely on others and can rely on their own strength to live no worse than men.
With tears in her eyes, the girl in plain clothes nodded vigorously, "My name is Xiaokui."
Yan Mingzhu nodded and called Liu Niang over, "This is Liu Niang, the storyteller in the teahouse. She usually has to write stories and make up stories, so she may be too busy. Xiaokui, you are here.
Give her a hand under her hands."
As soon as Liu Niang saw Xiao Kui, she felt particularly happy. When Xiao Kui was about to salute her, she held her hand tenderly and said, "If my sister doesn't dislike it, you can call me Sister Liu from now on."
My boss has told me about your matter. My sister is suffering the same fate as me. Fortunately, God has mercy on us and allows us to meet kind-hearted people like my boss. He not only gives us a place to stay, but also gives us
The capital that makes your life work well here."
Xiaokui nodded, "Thank you sister Liu, I will work hard."
After Xiaokui was settled, it was getting late, and Yan Mingzhu was about to leave. The young master who had been sent out to check hairpins in various pawn shops came back.
"Boss, I checked it out. I found a gilt green hairpin very similar to what you described in a pawn shop. Can you see if it is this one?"
Ming Zizhan took it and handed it to Yan Mingzhu.
Yan Mingzhu only glanced at it twice, then nodded and asked, "That's it. Does the pawnshop know who pawned this hairpin?"
The young master immediately took out a portrait and said, "I asked someone to draw it according to what the guy described. Girl, take a look."
Yan Mingzhu took a closer look at the portrait and immediately recognized that the person in the painting was one of the imperial guards guarding the Yongyi Marquis Mansion.
The Imperial Guard was ordered to guard the Marquis's Mansion, so naturally they did not dare to enter and steal, so there was only one explanation.
There was a thief in the Hou Mansion, so he stole the hairpin and gave it to the imperial guard, who then took the hairpin to a pawn shop and exchanged it for silver.
Thinking of this, Yan Mingzhu narrowed her eyes slightly, smiled and said: "Thank you all, thank you for your hard work."
Then he turned to Ming Zizhan and said: "Second Master Ming, I am really grateful to you for helping me a lot today. If you have nothing to do in the future, you can come to the teahouse to listen to books at any time."
Ming Zizhan's ears turned red after being praised, and he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "It's a small thing, but I can help Miss Yan. It's not too late for me to be happy. If the girl has any difficulties in the future, just come to me and go up the mountain of swords and the sea of fire.
No hesitation!"
Seeing his lively appearance, Yan Mingzhu couldn't help but think of her previous life. When she was still alive, Ming Zizhan was still a pink and tender little baby in swaddling clothes.
Unable to hold back, Yan Mingzhu raised her hand and gently stroked his head, "It's been a hard day today and it's getting late. Let's take Ayu back home to rest."
Ming Zizhan was stunned, but Yan Mingzhu only touched her once and then naturally withdrew her hand, with a gentle smile in her clear eyes.
Inexplicably, Ming Zizhan felt that the person standing in front of him at this moment was a gentle elder, caressing and admonishing him.
At the same time, not only did he not feel repelled, but he still missed this feeling, as if someone had stroked his head so gently and warmly a long, long time ago.
Until Yan Mingzhu walked away, Ming Zizhan still stayed there in shock.
Mingyu raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Second brother, what are you doing so stupidly? Zhuzhu has already gone away."
"Ayu, have you ever felt that Miss Yan San gives people an...inexplicable feeling of intimacy and familiarity? It always makes people want to get close to her."
Upon hearing this, Mingyu's heart immediately went off, "Second brother, you're not attracted to Zhuzhu, are you? That's not okay, Zhuzhu is my close friend, you can't yell at her!"
Although Ming Zizhan didn't mean that at all, he didn't feel comfortable hearing these words, "What do you call me, Miss Haohaoyan? I'm your brother. Have you ever said that about your brother?"
"You are so unreliable as the second brother. If it were the eldest brother, I would naturally agree with my hands."
Hearing this, Ming Zizhan touched his chin and really started to think about it seriously, "I'm not sure, but my eldest brother is really interested in Miss Yan? After all, I have never heard my eldest brother praise any girl before, but he
But he praised Miss Yan San alone, and more than once!"
Mingyu's eyes suddenly shone, "It would be great if Zhuzhu could be my sister-in-law. Come on, go home and ask your eldest brother!"