Take a Husband for Farming - Chapter 509
Mu Rouzang got a high look at her and said, “You’re a good one!”
“Don’t dare, Grandma Slave knows that the housekeeper is now in charge. The idea in the front yard is moving, I’m afraid it’s already in your ears.”
The woman was busy explaining something, but the words revealed the shrewdness that they should have.
“Can grandma be angry?”
Mu Rouzang saw that she was in a meeting, and gave Chaoxia a wink, motioning her to reward the wife.
The woman took the purse without a trace, and squeezed it gently with her hands, and said with a smile on her face, “Everyone said that Grandma San was generous, and the wife was lucky today.”
Xia Yu urged, “Hurry up and say it? Try to use some useless words.”
The mother-in-law was not annoyed, and replied, “The Xiayu girl is very anxious. When she returned to Grandma San, the slaver heard the old lady break the tea in the house, and heard her yell at Grandpa and Grandpa. . “
Mu Rouzang narrowed his eyes slightly. This answer has some meanings. Why should he scold Yang Junyi and Yang Junhui? Could Mrs. Yang see the clue from the words of the two of them?
“What happened then? Grandma can’t regenerate!”
The wife was rewarded, and the tone of the remarks became even more flattering, saying, “Not really, the old lady is really furious, she has to drive two people out with a cane, and only scolds them as being unfilial …. .. “
“You can say it anyway!” Mu Rou Sang did not tilt his head, and continued to take small steps towards the old lady’s yard.
“What else can we do? Thanks, our three ladies are a good deal. I prepared a doctor for tea in the guest room early!”
The mother-in-law heard it from the beginning to the end, but it couldn’t be clearer. Later, Mrs. Yang sent someone to run errands. She knew that Mu Rou Sang was used to being a generous master, so she quickly snatched the errand.
Mu Rou Sang understood it a little, and this scene was set up by these two, in order to force the old lady to nod–separate!
This matter was quite troublesome. Mu Rouzang brought the girls just into the courtyard. When they saw the girls and the women in the courtyard hold their breath and took their breaths, they were careful and they knew that Mrs. Yang was really angry.
He quickly stepped into the house, and when old lady Yang saw the door shaking at the door through the screen, she knew that it was Mu Rouzang.
“You know what’s going on outside?”
Mrs. Yang was angry, and when she saw her coming in, she asked her with her head and head covered.
“Sun Jie knew it early, thinking that her grandmother had just taken care of her recently and didn’t want to alarm your old man, so she sent someone to the door to ask the husband to come back.”
Mu Rouzang replied nicely, and she always remembered that the oldest lady in the house had the right to speak.
She glanced at Hanxiang again, and saw her eyes circled red, holding a medicine bowl in her hand.
Unhappy eyes glanced at the two sons, Yang Junyi and Yang Junhui, seeing both of them shrinking their necks and standing silently before they faced the sinking water, and frostily asked: “Are you angry with your grandmother again ?!”
Yang Lishi and Yang Jinshi turned their heads to look at her. He was not convinced by a junior questioning. After confronting her pair of gleaming, sharp sword-like gazes, they shrank back involuntarily. The words at the mouth swallowed back into the stomach.
“Grandma San, the old lady has passed several times in a row!” Sheng Xiang answered with a choked throat.
Mu Rouzang had already learned the truth from the mother-in-law’s words, and she was really angry. No matter how old Lao Taijun got ruthless, she was always fond of her grandson. It’s big and can’t hold a few people, but Mrs. Yang is respected by her heart.
“Grandma also asked Mo to be mad. This one thousand and two silver is not too much. Sun Yan has already paid for the post office, and the money has gone from the public.”
Yang Jinshi sharply asked her, “What? You actually put this money in the public?”
“Otherwise? San Xunzi, my husband and I are the most innocent. If San Xunzi doesn’t think it’s a good deal, it’s okay. Let’s check it slowly, and then find out who is behind the scenes. I will tell her to swallow it. That’s a thousand and two. “
Mu Rou Sang’s eyebrows are cruel.
After being told by Mrs. Yang the last time, she went back and put the pillows at home high, and she reflected a lot. She felt a lot softer after she got married. Of course, you ca n’t blame her, all because of Mrs. Yang Zixuan. Spoil her.
Yang Jin’s eyes met her, as if Mu Rouzang had seen through her mind early.
She froze there for a while, until Yang Li’s secretly pushed her back, and then she returned.