It was almost noon, and everyone was resting in the post office.
Maybe it was a little early, and some people had to walk a little longer.
But some people are on their way early in the morning and it’s time to rest.
There are also those who are not so anxious and come over to watch as there are many people here.
Someone said: "Rongjie is going to be promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs."
Most people don't know how old the Minister of Hubu is, but he is certainly not young. Look at the little lady, is she the granddaughter of the Minister of Hubu?
Yoyo, do you want to hug your thigh first? Although he was thrown, can the Minister of the Ministry of Finance deny it?
Even if ordinary people want to find their abandoned children, the bloodline cannot be cut off.
In the same way, the same goes for parents looking for their children.
If this granddaughter is a descendant of a concubine, then the first wife must give way, and the biological parents are the most important. The Minister of Household Affairs is very important. As for what the scribe called his niece, it is nonsense.
Everyone knows that he is a person who seeks out relatives. It is unlikely that the young lady will come and recognize her randomly.
The scribe laughed, lowered his head and peed on his own feet. He couldn't care less and asked hurriedly: "What evidence do you have?"
Ancestor Yeman gritted his teeth and said stubbornly: "If there is evidence, it has nothing to do with you."
Some people supported: "Fuck you!" This is disgusting.
The scribe shouted: "I am the cousin of the third lady, and the third lady of Rong Mansion is my niece!"
Yeman asked: "Are you my cousin from the village?"
Someone was immediately happy.
It has already attracted more informed and in-depth gossip: "The third lady of Rong Mansion seems to be a village girl."
Ye Man gritted his teeth and lowered his eyebrows in loneliness: "We are not from the same village. My mother is also very good-looking, and my sister is even better looking. She is nine years old, taller than me, fatter, and has peach blossom eyes, which is loved by everyone.
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I’m envious. My ancestor’s eyes were very bright, but he never had the chance to shine them in front of others.
A few people who really knew the truth were very excited: "Rong Cuiyun is not a peach-eyed person? But you are twelve, right? Your sister is taller than you?"
A passerby said casually: "Look at this, you work a lot and eat less in a day. My sister is my biological child, of course she eats well and works little."
Many people echoed: "A man depends on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. This little lady is well-maintained and well-groomed, she will look good, right? With her eyebrows and eyebrows, she must be a beauty."
"Yeah, I look at her facial features and she's pretty good, but she's too thin."
"The scar on my face is so big that it's hard to take care of." It's a pity.
Someone asked: "What's going on?"
Ancestor Yeman said hurriedly: "My sister didn't do it on purpose. She is only one year old. Anyway, it has been so many years and it doesn't hurt."
A lady was excited: "You were able to take care of your sister when she was four years old. She usually has to be five or six years old, right? There was no one else at home. It was painful at the time, wasn't it? How could it leave such a big scar if it wasn't properly treated?"
Ancestor Yeman whispered: "Grandma is busy, mother..."
Needless to say, everyone understands.
Some people with a straight temper scolded her: "This woman is too vicious!"
"Is it necessary to tease a child like this?"
"Ha, the village girl is working as the rich daughter of the Rong family, and the granddaughter is being trained in the countryside."
An old lady took the young lady's hand and said, "Look, with so many scars, how much work does it take? Even if you raise a cow, you still have to feed it, right? You're not treating a human being like a human being!"
Passers-by can see it clearly.
Before Rongjie became the Minister of Household Affairs, a granddaughter came back.
How can he bear it when his granddaughter is so pitiful?
The scribe asked vigorously: "What evidence do you have?"
Others stopped.
Ancestor Yeman only said: "God is watching what people do. Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. If you don't believe it, look up, who will God spare?"
She was not cursing the Luo family, as if she was just talking about the scribes, nor was she cursing the Mao family.
But who is talking about it, now everyone understands.
Ancestor Yeman said it was time to leave, he didn't want to be with the Phlegm Spirit.
The Phlegm Jing really had a lot of phlegm, and when I couldn't help it, I vomited it on my feet several times.
He was sick, but his ancestor would not treat him, and he could not afford the medical fee.
Passers-by are busy.
If you have time, you will catch up with the ancestor as soon as he leaves.
A woman in her thirties asked enthusiastically: "Are you going to Jundu like this? Take my car."
Although it is a donkey cart, it is definitely more upscale than walking on two legs.
Another man chased me, gossiping: "You come from Ningzhou? This accent is from Ningzhou."
Someone nearby echoed: "Shilang Rong was in Ningzhou before he came to Beijing and stayed there for more than ten years."
Another said: "The third lady is from Ningzhou, and the third young lady was also born in Ningzhou. Not long after she was born, the Rong family moved to Beijing."
A senior person broke the news: "Mrs. Luo said that the third lady has a good life."
When talking about anything else, the ancestor didn't say anything. When it came to this, she couldn't help but whisper: "It's me."
The woman didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
Ancestor Yeman, with a nasal accent: "The Lord of Hell said that I am a good person in the ninth generation."
The woman didn't hear clearly, so she guessed and said, "What kind of fate is good? Could it be that if someone else has a good fortune, then they throw away their own granddaughter? God will watch if they do this?"
An insider said: "Didn't you know this before?"
I thought the third lady was really lucky.
The woman thought that the little lady's life was really miserable: "Maybe she has a good life. After all, she is a relative."
The road is very lively.
Ye Man just kept her head down and rushed on her way.
Someone sneered: "What kind of thing dares to come to your door and identify yourself? Do your parents know?"
Others disagree.
The woman said: "Ms. Zhu is pregnant in ten months. This kindness must be acknowledged."
"That Third Master Rong was born as a concubine, and was strictly controlled by his aunt-in-law."
"It used to be strange that Mrs. Luo could be so kind to the concubine's daughter, but it turned out to be a lie."
Another woman lamented: "It's funny that people in this world always don't recognize their own people and would rather recognize outsiders."
The man sneered: "The third young lady is my granddaughter. If you go there, it's just a joke and you are bringing shame on yourself."
Ancestor Yeman thought to himself, I don’t know who is laughing.
Maybe the Rong family thinks it's easy and it's better not to take it seriously.
The ancestor has said hello in advance.
If the Rong family is sincere, they should recognize it as soon as possible and don't wait for the ancestor to rush to the door in a good time.
The ancestor walked fast, a little faster than the ox cart.
The woman would not be able to catch up, if everyone hadn't kept talking to the young lady.
Some people are curious: "Why do you walk so fast?"
Ancestor Yeman said: "What's this? I work as two envoys at home, and my family doesn't need to buy a maid. My mother saves money for my brother and my brother to study, and my sister can also buy new clothes and
read."
There was a maid on the road, and she burst into tears.
Someone asked: "You don't study?"
Ancestor Yeman lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It's not that my mother doesn't want to read it, I'm just too busy."
The old lady held back her sorrow and cried: "It's so painful!"
Who hasn’t been through such hardship?
But look, how tired everyone is? They are still hungry.
Ancestor Yeman usually doesn't say anything and just goes on his way.
People were coming and going on the road, and some were chasing her all the way.
Passing by a village, we were about to leave Hengzhou.
A man said: "Shall I treat you to dinner? Just the noodles on the stall."
Ancestor Yeman said: "No need."
She had a bunch of money of her own, so she could buy two cakes for a penny each and asked for a bowl of water, which would make her rich.
It was so extravagant, I ate half of the cake at a time.