Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

Ann arrived smoothly at the embroidery and began discussing the children's clothing with the mother and daughter of Ro Xinlan.

Xuanrong also came home late with a pile of expensive and useless fabrics, and just stepped in the door and met Yanxi who had just come back from the outside.

“I told you not to wander around, you still have to go out, are you missing your clothes in the house and you still buy all these cloths?” Slowly he swept his eyes into the hand of the maid behind Xuanrong and began to scold Xuanrong.

After he took a closer look at that pile of fabric, he was furious with his nostrils, trembling and pointing his finger at the flowering green cloth and couldn't say anything, “You loser! “

“I am the county master, you dare speak up to me, be careful I let my father kill you!” Xuanrong has held the status of a princess and has not seen anyone late since he married late. Yihe and Xuanrong had to fight each day in this regard, and each time Xuanrong raised the prince's name very unnecessarily to suppress Yihe.

He and Xuanrong have quarreled so many times before he really came to deal with him. “What's wrong with yelling at you? If you can, don't use my late money! If you spend money again next time, you'll be asked to take it from my house! ”

“You're late, you need to yell at me for poverty? It's really good work.” When Xuanrong stayed in the Prince's Palace, she wanted to spend as much money as she wanted. Ever since she arrived late, she has always been stuck to eat wearability. She has long had a grudge. This time, she simply let go and let the late family fall like a beggar cloud.

“Do you think all the money comes from the wind? You think it's a small cost to keep it that big? And Andre's getting married recently, so how can this dowry be thin? At present, the whole late home eating and wearing is trying to save money. Are you ashamed to spend my late home money? “

“So why spend money on someone who's finally someone else's? I'm your late daughter-in-law, and I'm the county chief. What's wrong with spending some of your late money?” In Xuanrong's words, there is disdain for the late family and the superiority of her as a county master. She didn't listen to the late family.

Lao Yihe no longer intends to spend more time with Xuanrong, finally smiling and poking Xuanrong's very pale vanity, “Xuanrong, you and I both know that the Prince has abandoned you, a discarded son, and what face and I are pulling the Prince's flag here? ”

Xuanrong's face was instantly pale, he bit off his lip and finally paralyzed himself, stiffly rebutting, “This is the understanding of your desire, how could Father ignore me! ”

“How faulty is that? Who would you rather know for yourself? It's not like I'm going to be sent to the Yi tribe and relatives anyway.” He shrugged his shoulders quite casually, walked inside and said casually, "Since the prince is your father's king, you can't see me late, let the prince give you the monthly use, and then your example money will be cancelled. ”

“Why did you cancel my example!” Xuanrong quickly caught up with Yan Yihe, grabbed his shoulder, but was quickly clamped by Yan Yihe, and forced to reverse his back behind his back. The whole person was suppressed to death by Yan Yihe.

"If you accidentally died outside somewhere, would the prince blame me?" he said softly, smiling slowly and close to Xuarong's ear. ”

“How dare you!“ Xuanrong turned his head sharply and stared fiercely at Yan Yihe and shouted.

“County master, you can try.“ At this moment, all the masks of Wen Wen Lu Ya crown animals were torn apart, and the naked malice made Xuanlong fight a cold war, biting his teeth can't say a word.

Late to see Xuanlong so greedy and afraid to die, he chuckled away from her and continued to walk to the study with a light and gentle smile.

Xuanrong was dumped by delight. The maids pretended to be in a hurry, but no one approached to catch her.

Fortunately, Xuanrong's full hatred is now solidified in the shadow of delight, and no hypocritical manifestations of the maids have been found. She stood tall and clapped her hands apart, very close to her, and stood up and walked to her yard at a harsh pace.

The maids followed her step by step, bowing their heads and whispering in disdain. This shitty county owner knows how to piss them off, and it's just a bunch of other serious masters who can't fight.

Several maids who had been photographed looked at their backs quietly, and they were all photographed red. No wonder they were in hidden pain.

I wish that day Xuanlong would be completely repugnant, so that they could bully all their maids at will, and then they would definitely double their anger now!

Xuanrong quickly returned to her bedroom, where she sat directly beside the table and filled herself with a few glasses of cold water, but instead of halving the heat due to the cold tea, the fever grew. Her fingers clamped tightly against the teacup, and the fire finally climbed to the top of her silence, and as soon as she lifted her hand she smashed the teacup into the ground.

The crisp noise made her feel a little happy when she swept the teapot on the table and the rest of the cup all over the floor. Probably this is the pleasure of not being able to get the proper owner out with the dead, so the next time, Xuanrong quickly and painfully smashed the entire ceramic appliance into pieces.

The maids pretended to persuade them to hide outside after a few words, then watched Xuanrong smash the house like a monkey play, and happily took Xuanrong's thrown cloth.

The cloth was supposed to be held by a maid, but then Xuanlong started to go crazy and the maid decided to put the cloth on the table and sneak out the door with the others. So Xuanrong smashed a lap, went away and sat back and saw a pile of cloth on the table. She threw it all out the door, "Somebody get them all out and throw them away! ”

The smartest of the maids answered quickly, “Okay, I'll do it right away. ”

Then she turned around and talked to the other maids about how to divide this pile of fabric. After all, she couldn't use it herself, but the family could use it.

Finally, one of them reported a cloth leaving the yard to hide first, and one of the maids who had served Xuanrong closely disappeared among them.