Mrs. Ruan straightened her back and stood up, looking like a different person.
"Slave, I obey." Aunt Yun couldn't help but straighten her back and raise her voice.
Ruan Geng nodded slightly to express his satisfaction. He originally wanted to tell Mrs. Ruan about Ruan Mianmian's extraordinary talent, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it and let's talk about it later.
When she was young, Mrs. Ruan had a resolute and resolute temper. In less than half a stick of incense, she quietly led people to the accounting room of the Hou Mansion.
The old lady came to the accounting room in person, which had never happened before. After hearing the news, Manager Zhang, the accounting gentlemen and the clerks all came out to greet her.
"No one is allowed to leave without my permission." Mrs. Ruan ordered domineeringly, "Manager Zhang, come in and answer."
Aunt Yun agreed, and she ordered the people brought from Fu'an Hall to guard the exits of the accounting room in an orderly manner.
Jiang is very old. As the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family, Mrs. Ruan started taking care of the housework before she had hair. Aunt Yun has been with her since she was a child. The master and servant cooperated tacitly and have been the family from her mother's family to her husband's family for more than thirty years.
No tricks can be used to hide it from them.
The sun was setting in the west, and the sunset on the horizon was particularly gorgeous. Ruan Mianmian was sitting under the eaves with her hands on her chin. She faced the courtyard gate of Liluoju and looked along the path outside the door.
The most beautiful thing is the red sunset. In Ruan Mianmian's opinion, the beauty is unrealistic. In her eyes, the clouds in the sky are unpredictable. The biggest red cloud looks like roast suckling pig, the other one looks like roast goose, and the other one.
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"Young Master, are you still sitting here?" Shuang'er covered her mouth and snickered, "Are you still waiting for the person who sent you the money?"
Zhou Yunning walked out of the room: "She has been waiting since morning."
"Why haven't you come yet?" Ruan Mianmian looked from the horizon to the bamboo fence door.
"Mianmian, are you dreaming again?" Zhou Yuning walked over and sat down with a smile, "Hurry up and have a drink of water."
"Thank you, mother."
Reaching out to touch Ruan Mianmian's head, and pinching her cheeks, Zhou Yunning chuckled as she met Xiaotuanzi's clear eyes.
"Since you've been willing to speak, you have become much more lively." Zhou Yunning paused, "I just realized that your eyes are exactly the same as your father's."
Ruan Mianmian couldn't really say she had a good impression of the father who didn't even exist in the original owner's memory.
The closer she gets to Zhou Yuning, the more dissatisfied Ruan Mianmian becomes with her scumbag father, not to mention abandoning his wife and children. If he could handle it well before, his mother would not suffer all the injustice in the Hou Mansion.
Zhou Yuning secretly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes so that Ruan Mianmian wouldn't see her: "Let's go into the house."
"Wait a minute." Ruan Mianmian muttered, "It's so slow. You only have so little money. Why is it so laborious?"
Shuang'er vaguely heard Ruan Mianmian still talking about "silver" and laughed and said: "Third madam, please advise the young master. He is like a devil. He is about to become obsessed with small money. He is thinking about silver all day long."
"Mianmian, don't think blindly. Mom doesn't need much money. As long as you are good, it will be worth your trouble no matter how hard you work." Zhou Yuning hugged Ruan Mianmian.
"Yes, the third lady has been very happy recently. She has more smiles than in the past few years combined." Shuang'er walked over and sat on the other side of Ruan Mianmian.
Holding Zhou Yuning with her left hand and Shuang'er with her right hand, Ruan Mianmian made a milky voice but said firmly: "We will get better as we get through it."
"Well! The better, the better." Zhou Yuning and Shuang'er said in unison.
Ruan Mianmian stood up suddenly and pointed her little finger in the direction of the door: "Mother, Sister Shuang'er, look, is someone coming?"