Scroll of Xin Zi, Grass Tree under the Setting Sun, Section 79: Every Family Has a Book of Sutras Th
Seeing Ping'er's hesitant expression, Yuanyang suddenly understood something in his heart. While he was a little happy that his best friend had a way out, he was also a little sour in his heart. He pretended to be calm and said: "Ping'er, you and I should be sisters, don't we?
Is there anything else that can’t be said? It doesn’t matter if you can’t say it, you just have to know it in your mind.”
Ping'er smiled bitterly and shook his head, and hugged Yuanyang's arm: "If I can't even trust you, there will be no trustworthy person in this family, but..."
"But what?" Putting aside the sour emotion, Yuanyang was curious and a little excited. He hooked Ping'er's waist, patted Ping'er's buttocks, and looked up and down, "Look at you, your body is still in shape."
Not to Uncle Feng, right? Did your grandma ever know about it?"
Ping'er was once again defeated by Yuanyang's careless words of tiger and wolf, and couldn't help but said bitterly: "Little hoof, you used to have a moral character, but now you have become like this. Everything comes out of your mouth.
The taste has changed..."
"Don't pull me aside. No one in the family knows who Uncle Feng is?" Yuanyang snorted softly, "I heard that girl Zicuckoo say that Uncle Feng had spoken to Miss Lin.
It is his dream to wake up and take over the power of killing, and to lie drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman. What do you think these words are? The dignified Prime Minister Shuntian can actually say such words and be so confident..."
"Yuanyang, there's nothing wrong with what Uncle Feng said." Ping'er asked with a smile: "Don't you think that Uncle Feng's list of beauties lying drunk on beauties' knees didn't include you?"
"Bah!" Yuanyang was annoyed and spat, "Don't spray shit on me. How could Uncle Feng describe it in such words? Is it something that servants like you and I can only dream about? I said it in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion,
Naturally, I’m talking about Miss Lin, and maybe Miss Bao and Miss Qin as well..."
Ping'er pursed her lips and smiled, not saying much, but Yuanyang returned to the topic: "You haven't talked about your affairs yet. If Uncle Feng falls in love with you, what will your grandma do? Xiaohong is afraid that she will still pick a fight now.
Can’t you afford the big beam?”
Seeing that he couldn't avoid this topic, Ping'er also thought about how to answer this question.
She is not willing to deceive mandarin ducks, but there are some situations that she must never tell others, such as the affair between the second mistress and Uncle Feng. As for her affair with Uncle Feng, it is nothing. She is grandma's person.
, as long as grandma has no objection, it doesn’t matter who you do with.
"Yuanyang, it's not as complicated as you think. Uncle Feng is indeed a bit interesting. He probably thinks that the housekeeper in their house is not suitable. He didn't say it clearly. You know Qingwen's bad temper. Feng Mansion
There must be something wrong with the eldest brother. To be honest with the second brother, Xiangling is too honest. You also know Ying'er's temperament. She is spoiled and arrogant. Her mouth is not forgiving and she easily offends people. Miss Bao is so smart.
People definitely don’t want the second room to be unpopular in the entire Feng Mansion because of Ying’er, especially with the eldest room as a backdrop, it’s even more important to pay attention..."
Ping'er considered his words carefully and said some words that were half truthful and half false.
"I guess that's the reason. Uncle Feng did mention it to me once or twice, but I also said that I would serve grandma for the rest of my life. But after hearing this, grandma said that she couldn't waste my life, and said that she would wait until she moved out and found a suitable place to settle down.
When we come down, Xiaohong can let me go after she is familiar with the situation, but Yuanyang, do you think I can leave?"
Yuanyang was also stunned by Ping'er's rhetorical question, indeed, can we leave?
Ping'er is the personal maid that Wang Xifeng brought from the Wang family. If she has to find her own future, then won't Wang Xifeng have to live alone in the future? As for Xiaohong, Feng'er, Sister Shan, etc., Ping'er doesn't think highly of them.
If you can stand here all the time, sooner or later you will have to be a monkey.
"In that case, what are your plans, Ping'er?"
Yuanyang also understands his best friend very well.
Seeing that Wang Xifeng is getting older day by day, but Wang Xifeng was reconciled and divorced by Jia Lian. With Wang Xifeng's current past experience and identity, there must be many people who want to marry her, but those who want to marry Wang Xifeng must be either because of the Wang family's family background.
Either they are here for Wang Xifeng and an asset in Li Hou's hands. It can be concluded that these are small families who want to climb high. No one with real status or even backbone will accept Wang Xifeng's situation.
Similarly, Wang Xifeng will definitely not tolerate people with worse conditions and ordinary people than her own. It is easy to move from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to move from luxury to frugality. Especially when Wang Xifeng has tasted the taste of being admired and sought after by everyone, how can he tolerate a foodie?
It is almost impossible for Wang Xifeng to remarry under such circumstances as a soft-hearted husband.
But Wang Xifeng cannot get married, so what should Ping'er do as her personal maid?
You can't stay with Wang Xifeng like this all your life, right? It doesn't seem impossible, but it would be too desolate for Ping'er.
Thinking of this, Yuanyang couldn't help but hug his best friend.
"What plan can I have? I just have to live one day at a time. I don't know what my grandma will be like in the future. How can I still think about my own affairs? Grandma said she won't delay me, but I can
Can you do such a thing? If grandma doesn’t have a good home, how can I leave her?"
Ping'er's answer made Yuanyang feel reassured and moved, and of course he felt a little pity, "Why don't you ask Uncle Feng? With his temperament, he won't ignore such things, right?"
"Yuanyang, how do you ask about this kind of thing?" Ping'er smiled bitterly, "It's hard for an upright official to deal with household affairs. Grandma's current situation is the most unbearable and pitiful. Uncle Feng has such a status. In the past, both families got along equally.
, but now times have changed, even if Uncle Feng can give some suggestions, can grandma accept it?"
Ping'er almost felt that she was about to be in a drama, and she could act better than the actors on the stage, but she would not hide things that related to herself from Yuanyang, but things related to her grandma were personal, she
I won't say it, I can only cover it up in this way.
"But Uncle Feng has fallen in love with you. If such an opportunity is lost, it would be too..." Yuanyang couldn't help but feel sorry for his best friend, "There are too many people in our house who want to enter Feng's house.
…”
"Including you? Or the girls?" Ping'er blinked.
"Little Hoof, you still dare to tease me at this time?" Yuanyang rolled his eyes at Ping'er.
"Do you dare to say that Uncle Feng is not interested in you? Who has been obsessed with Uncle Feng since he came back from Jinling that year? The news that Uncle Feng has been appointed as the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture is more joyful than Zijuan's future official positions?"
Ping'er's words suddenly exposed the secret hidden in Yuanyang's heart.
After Feng Ziying offered her a helping hand in Jinling and later revealed her feelings, Yuanyang was filled with anxiety and joy. This kind of thing was so deep in her heart that she had no place to talk about it. She could only vaguely reveal it to Ping'er, her most caring best friend. She didn't expect that Ping'er would
But he came to fight back against himself.
But at this moment, Ping'er didn't hide his privacy, and Yuanyang certainly wouldn't hide it in a pretentious manner. He sighed, "Uncle Feng did tell me, but my situation is worse than yours. My ancestors are now
Can I leave in this situation? I can’t even mention it. If I mention it, I can only say that I am a white-eyed wolf and heartless..."
Ping'er was speechless. Indeed, this was more difficult than hers, but she couldn't help but said: "Yuanyang, you are really not young anymore. Besides, Pearl, Amber and the others are not much worse than you. I can't help but say
If you're being polite, you should give people some hope..."
Yuanyang's role as the chief maid of the Jia family is not self-proclaimed, it was determined by the ancestors. As long as Yuanyang steps down from the position of maid, countless people will compete for this position.
Yuanyang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If it was like this in the past few years, but don't you know the situation in the house in the past two years? I'm afraid it's not a good thing to enjoy yourself in this position. Now I have to spend all day with Aunt Zhu.
I was thinking about how to live my life with the third girl. Sooner or later, all the little property owned by our ancestors will have to be wasted. Now I am looking forward to whether the second master can make some money to supplement the family after he goes to Jiangyou. If things continue like this, sooner or later something will happen.
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Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, and the two girls looked at each other in silence. After a while, Yuanyang suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, you went to Luxueguang, but it was about Xiuyan?"
"Well, I heard that Uncle Xing's uncle was caught. He had too much money out there. It is said that he has been detained not once or twice, but the person who came to bring the letter this time was particularly different.
If you don't pay back the money, you will have to cut off one or two things from your uncle Xing's body to earn interest..." Ping'er sighed, "Xiuyan is usually such a cold and indifferent person, but this time he is.
I was so anxious that I cried..."
"Didn't you go talk to the eldest man and his wife?" Yuanyang has never had a good impression of Uncle Xing. He is addicted to drinking and gambling. With these two things, the man is really hopeless. He doesn't know what to do with such a bad boy.
Will Xiuyan give birth to such a Zhilan-like daughter?
"How could you not go? The problem is that you owe too much money. It's not like you don't know the temper of the eldest man. He wants money at the risk of his life. The eldest wife is the same. She won't even give out one or two hundred taels of silver, let alone that.
It's thousands of taels of silver, how can you get it out?" Ping'er shook his head.
After Ping'er said this, Yuanyang also knew why Xiuyan didn't go to Grandma Zhu. The third girl might have come to ask for help herself.
Three to five hundred taels of silver, maybe I, Grandma Zhu and the third girl can put it all together, but they don't dare to make the decision easily for expenses of more than a thousand taels. For such a big family, the monthly expenses
They all have to be careful with their budgets, otherwise the government will not be able to pay the bills next month, which will cause trouble, and even the ancestors and my wife will not like to see gambling debts like this.
