The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Cai Wenqian took a deep breath, "Do you want me to move out?"

Gu Yundong smiled, "What else?"

Cai Wenqian's eyes widened, "My mother is the fourth aunt's grandmother in the Hou Mansion. She is already like this, and the Hou Mansion wants to let it go?"

Gu Yundong nodded, "You're right, you need to control. So for the sake of her future reputation and the future of future generations, she should investigate these things clearly. Those who do bad things should be punished and set an example for children, right? "

"You, you, do you really want to do this?" Cai Wenqian trembled with anger, "Can't we just ask my aunt to rent such a small house for us? It's not like the Hou residence has no money, this kind of yard only lasts a month. Three taels of silver. For you, it's just a little bit exposed in the crevice of your fingers, why do you have to kill them all? Isn't it too inhumane?"

Mrs. Shizi couldn't help, "Why is the monthly rent only three taels of silver? When you go out to buy food and groceries, all the bills are the Hou's account? Those shop guys can't get money from you, so go ask The Houfu wants it. Look at your family, you don’t talk about how many people you eat, and you still eat good food, so you don’t feel bad about wasting money.”

Gu Yundong glanced at the bead hairpin on top of Cai Wenqian's wife's head and the clothes on her body. They were all fashionable styles and fabrics, and they were not polite at all.

Cai Wenqian was suddenly pushed back by Mrs. Shizi, gritted his teeth, turned around immediately, slapped the old woman beside Mrs. Cai, and said, "Did I not give you food on weekdays? Doing such deceitful things, you scumbag."

The old woman knelt down without saying a word, "Master, it's all the old slave's fault, the old slave deserves to die." He knelt and turned around, crying to Mrs. Hou, "Mrs. Hou, it's all the old slave's fault. Make up your own mind, it has nothing to do with the master's family. It was the old slave who misunderstood and thought that the Houfu said that it was about the life of the master's family, including food and clothing expenses. The old slave did not understand what Mrs. Hou meant, the old slave Damn."

Oh, what kind of master really has what kind of servant. At this time, he did not forget to dig a pit for Mrs. Hou.

Gu Yundong raised his eyes to look at Cai Wenqian, and was too lazy to watch him act, "Exactly, since this Diao slave is not doing well, let's sell it directly. If there are fewer servants in the family to eat, you can save some money and sell it. There can also be some money turnover. With this money, Mr. Cai can support the rent for a few months. I believe that after a few months, Mr. Cai will definitely be able to find a profitable business, right?"

"Master, you..."

"What? Still not satisfied? Cai Gongzi still wants to go back to those dowry shops, right? That's ok, I'll go back to my husband and investigate your affairs. Speaking of which, there are a lot of places in Tianjing now. , it's definitely no problem to detain a few criminals who are embezzling and perverting the law."

Cai Wenqian hated to death, but he was also afraid to death. He knew that Gu Yundong did what he said, and if she continued to pester the Hou Mansion, she would really be able to send their family to the Heavenly Prison.

Thinking of being beaten to death by Shao Qingyuan last time, Cai Wenqian felt that his whole body began to ache.

He closed his eyes, "Okay, we'll move in in two days." Fortunately, he still had money in his hand.

Gu Yundong smiled and nodded, turned his son to hold him, and then looked at Cai's father and Cai's mother.

"what about you??"