There were too many people in front of Mrs. Ji Changbo, making it noisy and giving her a headache.
A group of six or seven-year-old ladies, who were honest before, are now in trouble!
Those powerful ones rushed to Mrs. Ji Changbo.
The Wu family had been prepared for a long time, but they almost failed to guard against it. It was really chaotic.
Some visitors came to help and restrained these goblins.
Fairies are fairies. The ones who sit on the ground crying and the ones who lie on the ground rolling around are more exciting than the other.
Mother Feng, the maids around her have seen clearly.
A short maid with good skills, who had beaten three or four just now, suddenly pointed at one and said to Feng's mother: "Isn't this Liu Yuenu's daughter?"
Mother Feng didn't care about the commotion and just sat drinking tea, calm and relaxed.
If she hadn't been a guest at Wu's house, Feng's mother would have been more comfortable. She asked the maid: "Do you remember?"
The maid is average-looking and has two dimples when she smiles: "Didn't Liu Yuenu show off to everyone when she left?"
Another maid said: "Liu Yuenu seems to be marrying well, especially being favored."
Mrs. Ji Changbo did not hesitate: "I heard that there was a girl who had a good life last year."
Mother Feng sighed: "Madam, are you talking about Liu Yuanyuan? She was ransomed, and soon after her first wife died of illness, she was straightened up and has been uneasy."
The maid said: "It's not Yuanyuan's fault. She came in and served the mistress, but it was the mistress's last words to straighten her up and let her raise a few children. It's just that some people are jealous."
Mother Feng lamented: "How can you explain this clearly?" She said to Mrs. Ji Changbo, "A woman's life is just to deny herself and move forward." She added, "She came back to me twice, and I said that although I could
When raising a child, don’t dare to raise that child, you can’t teach it. Let her learn from others. Whether the child will remember gratitude in the future is their business, so she can do it.”
Mrs. Ji Changbo nodded.
The reason why this matter spread is that it is relatively gossipy.
Mother Feng did not dare to chat with Madam, so she left with a group of goblins.
A little goblin was crying and begging for mercy from Mrs. Ji Changbo.
The maid and Mother Feng said, "This is a great talent."
Mother Feng shook her head: "I'm afraid that she is too smart and will harm herself. Nowadays, many people are too smart."
There were many people in the room, and Feng's mother's words made her blush.
Mrs. Ji Changbo asked: "Which of you wants to follow Mother Feng?"
Mrs. Ji Changbo originally called her Feng, which was enough.
But Mother Feng is really a person, and she deserves some credit for Ningzhou’s stability.
Do you think no one will go to her place to cause trouble? The world is in chaos, can Qin Lou stay out of it?
Mother Feng is very stable and extremely transparent.
Maybe it was bad luck that led me to take this step.
As for those little ladies, since they like to sell, they have to give them a place, otherwise they will just mess around all day long.
How different is Nongjiaji from Qinlou? The Wu family doesn't know how to raise it.
Those little ladies are so perverted! They can be concubines, but they can't go to Qin Tower.
Mrs. Ji Changbo said: "No one is inferior to anyone else, but some people have bad lives."
An old lady answered: "People are inherently good at first. Some people become better and better as time goes by, and some people become more and more evil. They are all self-cultivation."
Another woman said: "It is so difficult for a good person in nine generations to still do good deeds wholeheartedly. I heard that the old lady from the Rong family has become more and more good."
Some people shook their heads: "What can the old lady do? Does her son know what kind of person Mao is? She even knows it herself. Does she care about her granddaughter?"
Mrs. Ji Changbo said: "There is great evil and small kindness. After all, one's conscience is still there."
Some people disagreed: "I think it's probably because of her two grandsons. Huang has only one son and two grandsons, so she must make plans for her grandsons. It seems that Rong Bai will end this year."
A young lady sneered: "With a mother like Mao and two younger sisters like that, it's strange that Rong Bai and his brother can be good."
Although we can't tell him to die just because of suspicion, his reputation is extremely bad.
Everyone is curious: "How is Rong Cuiyun doing now?"
Jundu is far away from here and is so chaotic. Maybe the news has spread and things have changed there.
"I heard that Tan Xianglin was deposed."
This is not a good thing for women, but everyone is gossiping about it.
The young lady sighed with emotion, Tan Xianglin is an amazing person, Rong Cuiyun is also amazing.
Isn't it something that a village girl should be proud of if she can achieve such great things?
***
Longshan Township, Huangmao Village.
It's beautiful in spring.
Because Ningzhou is peaceful and Huangmao Village is peaceful, like a paradise.
Rong Huaixiu's family is still busy.
Mao was away from home for several years, so he stopped raising pigs and raised a large group of chickens.
Rong Bai studied in the county school, and Rong Zhi studied in the rural school.
There are only two people in the family, Mrs. Huang and Rong Huaixiu, mother and son.
At noon, Mrs. Huang didn't prepare to cook. She had a little leftover porridge from the morning, so she could just heat it up and give it to her son.
Huang is used to having a large group of people come to her door.
Mrs. Huang is over sixty years old. She is a country woman who has worked hard all her life. Fortunately, she is in good health. She wears a green coat and skirt with patches.
Because of the affairs of the eldest granddaughter, Mao and Gui, etc., Huang's waist was a little bent.
A group of people were busy pulling her.
Huang's tears rolled down her face.
A group of people became more and more sympathetic: "It's too hard."
"Your granddaughter won't come back to see you?"
"Who is a good person?"
Huang pulled himself out.
A group of people were waiting for her to perform.
Mrs. Huang wiped away her tears and said, "If you don't accumulate good deeds, you will all receive retribution, retribution!"
Several ladies frowned.
The Huang family had never been able to defeat the Mao family before, but the clay figurine was also very angry: "You are always staring at me, an old woman, and you are completely unconscionable."
Rong Huaixiu came back with his trouser legs rolled up and carrying a hoe. He was still a simple farmer.
A group of people had no choice but to stare at him: "Do you know your daughter?"
Rong Huaixiu carried a hoe: "I heard that the imperial court is quelling the chaos. I wonder when they will quell you?"
A young man sneered: "Mind yourself first."
Rong Huaixiu swung his hoe: "Get out!"
Someone in the village pulled Rong Huaixiu and asked, "I heard that Ye Cao is so powerful?"
Huang said: "What's so great about the weeds in the fields?"
The villagers laughed and said unwillingly: "Weeds used to be the most capable."
Mr. Huang nodded: "Yes, you can still run without eating grass. How about you all stop eating and try?"
Huang wiped her tears: "You must have eaten too much!"
She went to work.
Working can give her some peace of mind.
The villagers shouted: "What else are you doing? Let the weeds be filial to you."
An outsider shouted: "Your granddaughter said it herself, she must be filial to you."
Huang's momentum was not strong, but he was very firm: "I have hands and feet, so I can do it myself. You all have no hands or feet, so you have to lie there."
The lady outside scolded: "I don't know what is good and what is evil."
Huang responded: "No shame."
Mao has no shame, Rong Jinye has no shame.
And the most shameless Rong Cuiyun.
Huang's face will be completely humiliated by them.
She even felt ashamed to see others, especially these shameless ones, and she felt that she was too shameless.
A large group of people from the Huang family are also preparing to recognize their relatives.
I heard that the good man of the ninth generation had a lot of money.