Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

   Chapter 569 Long live rewards are not shoes

  Jiang Liuliu ran to the front yard and told Uncle Hou a meal like this, Uncle Hou nodded again and again, "Don't worry, Miss Six, this old slave will handle this openly for you."

   "What's open and bright?" Jiang Song, who had rushed back from the yamen, heard the old housekeeper's words and asked his niece with a smile.

  Jiang Liu saw Jiang Hou'er behind the uncle shaking his hand vigorously and winking his eyes, then he put his small hand behind his back and said with a smile, "Uncle is back, is uncle cold?"

  Jiang Song smiled, "Uncle is not cold. Firecrackers are set off outside, stay in the house to play, don't go into the alley."

   "Okay." Jiang Liu obeyed obediently and watched the uncle enter the mansion.

   Jiang Hou'er, who was following Jiang Song, gave the Sixth Girl a thumbs up with a hippie smile, and then jumped in to report to the second master.

   When the uncle learns the good news, will he be stunned, frightened, or cry with joy? Jiang Liu's eyes brightened. Uncle Hou said solemnly, "Miss Liu, let's go play, it's very cold in the study, the old slave sent a pot of charcoal brought back by the second master to prevent the two masters from freezing."

   Uncle Hou is going to watch the fun, how can she miss it! Jiang Liu instructed Qin Qing, "Dad and uncle must be thirsty after a busy day. You go to boil hot water, and this girl is going to bring tea to the study."

  The Jiang family was lively, but the Wang family was eerily quiet. Wang Youhan and Wang Youxin knelt in the side courtyard room, Wang Wenqiao was sitting in her mother's room reading a book, Mrs. Wang was sleeping peacefully on the bed, the maid in the outhouse did not dare to make a sound, and walked lightly.

   Mrs. Wang woke up and saw her son sitting in her room reading a book, looked up at the sky again, and said in surprise, "Why did you come back so early?"

   "Liu'er said that you are not feeling well, so he came back." Wang Wenqiao put down the book and waited for his mother to get up.

   Mrs. Wang sighed helplessly, "Liu'er was spoiled by her father. If things go on like this, how could any good family come to Jiang's family to propose marriage, and Yan'er has been implicated for nothing."

  Wang Wenqiao's tone contained some resentment, "Mother asked Yan'er to arrange a birth ceremony for You Ying, which is not in line with the rules. Both children are sensible, so of course they are not happy."

   Mrs. Wang's sparse brows furrowed and loosened as she explained, "You Ying has had a hard time at Zhang's house. They are cousins ​​of direct relatives, and they should support each other when they encounter difficulties."

   "There is support only when there is support." Wang Wenqiao replied, You Ying and the Jiang family sisters did not have this friendship at all.

   "Cough...cough..." Mrs. Wang coughed twice, took the tea from her son, and took a sip before saying, "Are you complaining about being your mother?"

  Wang Wenqiao raised his robe and knelt in front of his mother's bed, "I don't dare. Mother, leave my son to take care of him at home, you don't have to go to Jiang's house."

   Mrs. Wang sat up straight, and said loudly, "She said so?! Cough-cough-she, what is her identity, what is your identity, she is like this..."

   After his mother coughed, Wang Wenqiao said, "Even if you don't tell me, I don't have the face to go tomorrow."

   Mrs. Wang couldn't care about her cough, and hurriedly said, "If you don't go, when will the manuscript be written?"

Wang Wenqiao smiled wryly, "Jiang Song is also a second-class jinshi, and his knowledge is not inferior to Er. Without Er, he can still write manuscripts. To be able to study knowledge with Jiang Song, this is what Yan'er asked for. Liu Er said. Yan'er cried all the way from Wang's house to Jiang's house, and said that we don't feel bad for Yan'er, she feels bad for her, and her mother's spirit in heaven feels bad for her."

  's niece's words left Wang Wenqiao speechless. When he returned to the mansion and learned how his mother and his daughter treated their two nieces, Wang Wenqiao felt more powerless and tired.

Thinking of her daughter who passed away early, Madam Wang clutched her chest and gasped for a while, and said with a guilty conscience, "You will take Yan'er over tomorrow and explain it to Wei Niang. This child is also, why don't you tell Wei Niang that she is wronged in her heart? I went out to cry. People listened to it along the way, but I don’t know how much gossip has been spread.”

  Wang Wenqiao served his mother and returned to his yard after dinner. Wang Youhan and Wang Youxin, who were sitting on the ground, heard that their father had returned, and hurriedly knelt straight. An accident happened at their grandfather's house and their mother was killed. Now their father is their only support. They are afraid that their father will drive them out of the house just like their mother.

  Wang Wenqiao sat down and asked with a stern face, "Do you know what's wrong?"

   "I know." The two sisters answered in unison.

   "Where did you go wrong?"

  The two sisters were silent, how to answer.

Wang Wenqiao said sternly, "If it wasn't for your uncle, our father and daughter would have turned into dead bones long ago! After coming out of prison, there was nowhere to make a living for my father. It was Yan'er who asked her father for the opportunity to do things in the Jiang family. I don’t know how to be grateful, but you are still yelling in front of Mu Yan and Liu’er, who gave you the courage? Where have all your books been?”

   The two sisters said in unison, "Father calm down, daughter knows what's wrong."

   "Tomorrow you will go to Jiang's house with your father to make amends. What should you say, you can think for yourself. If you don't understand, it is better for your father to marry the two of you as soon as possible!" Wang Wenqiao walked away.

   "Father..." Wang Youxin turned around, kneeled and chased after a few steps, then climbed back to grab her sister's sleeve and cried, "Sister, what should I do?"

  Wang Youhan was stiff and motionless, biting his lips out of blood.

   On the second day, the father and daughter of the Wang family got up early and rushed to Shifeng Lane by car. Wang Wenqiao went to Jiang’s house in the past two months, and he went in after saying hello. Today, he came to apologize, so he followed the courtesy of visiting and went up to the gatekeeper in person, “I would like to trouble my brother to go to the West Court to report, and he said that the King of Shengpingfang Ask the woodcutter to see you."

   "Just a moment." The doorman turned his head and shouted loudly, "Uncle Hou, the second master of the Wang family in Qingya Lane, Shengpingfang came to the door and asked to see the second lady."

  He didn't come to see Yazheng. Before Wang Wenqiao had time to speak, the old housekeeper of the Jiang residence was already trembling with a cane, "Ah? See the second master?"

   "No, it's the second lady." The servant said loudly.

  The old-fashioned Uncle Hou shook his head regretfully, "Second Master and Uncle entered the palace to borrow books from the Long Live Bookstore. I can't see you today, who wants to see Second Master?"

   Hearing the old housekeeper's words, Wang Wenqiao's eyes widened instantly, he subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his ears, suspecting that something was wrong with his ears too.

   "It's the second master of the Wang family in Qingya Lane, Shengping Square—" the boy said loudly.

   Uncle Hou gave a trembling salute to Wang Wenqiao, "It's not a coincidence that you came here, my second master went out a long time ago."

   Wang Wenqiao couldn't care less about other things, and asked loudly, "Uncle Hou, where do you think Brother Jiang and my brother-in-law have gone?"

   "How old is it?" Uncle Hou grinned, "Look at what you asked, how big is the library of Master Long Live, the old slave doesn't know now. I have to wait for my two masters to come back, the old slave will know."

   "Uncle Hou, did Er Ye really go to Long Live Master's library?" Pedestrians stopped on the road and asked curiously.

   Uncle Hou's eyes widened, "How dare we make up this matter? Yesterday, Long Live praised my second master and gave him a reward himself."

   "Long live, why did you reward the second master?" passersby asked again.

   "Huh?" Uncle Hou turned his head and listened carefully.

   "Long live, why are you rewarding the second master—" Dasheng shouted on the road.

   "Oh." Uncle Hou scratched his ears with disgust, "Why are you making such a loud noise, it makes people's ears hurt. Long live the reward is not the shoes, it's my two masters who went to the library in the palace to borrow books—"

   "Oh, your old ears—" The passerby shook his head helplessly and smiled.

  Wang Wenqiao stood in the crowd like a wooden stake, completely stupid.

   (end of this chapter)