Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 14 Mianmian, Grandfather Made a Mistake
In the night sky, the stars and the moon, which were covered by clouds, appeared again at some point, and the soft moonlight shone down, and the road to the Hanyuan was very shadowy.

The lights in Han's courtyard were still on, and those in the courtyard were a little surprised to see Wen Mianmian coming over.

The Hanyuan is not that big, the master bedroom has always been inhabited by Mrs. Wen, while Mrs. Wen lives in the wing room. There are two rooms between the wing and the master bedroom. It can be seen that the status of this old man is really a little light.

At this moment, Mrs. Wen in the room was rummaging through boxes and cabinets. There were a lot of good-looking items on the table. Wen Mianmian gently pushed the door open to a gap, and after looking carefully for a while, she didn't know what he was doing.

"grandfather."

Pushing the door gap a little wider, Wen Mianmian's smiling face was revealed, and the bottle in the arms of Mrs. Wen was frightened and almost fell to the ground.

"What are you doing here?"

Wen Mianmian entered the door and closed the door very thoughtfully. She squatted on the ground and looked at the cabinet with her grandfather, "Grandfather, you don't sleep at night, so what are you doing with these?"

Thinking of Hua Jingyun's saying that 'a gentleman loves money in a proper way', Wen Mianmian guessed that her grandfather's crime must have something to do with money.

"Is grandfather going to take the money and run away, or is he going to smuggle it out to exchange money?"

The old man's face changed greatly, and he put down the bottle in his arms carefully, his eyes were full of panic, and he said tremblingly, "Zu I. No."

"Grandfather, you're panicking, you must be hiding something from us." Wen Mianmian stepped forward and helped the person to sit down at the table, "Grandfather, don't cry, what are you talking about, I'll find a way for you."

Grandpa Wen's heart was lost for a split second, he shivered and pulled out the handkerchief from his sleeves. Tears flowed before he spoke, but it was miserable.

I have to say that Wen Mianmian's ability to accept is quite strong. Now, seeing her grandfather cry like this, she can already feel the same way.

Holding the kettle to pour water, only to find that the kettle is empty. When I got up to open the door, I found someone eavesdropping at the door, "Stop."

A sturdy old woman turned around embarrassingly, "Miss Auntie."

"Grandfather wants to drink water, so bring it quickly."

"Hey, old slave, let's go."

The old woman hurriedly twisted her body and left, Wen Mianmian turned around, "Lingguo, stay at the door."

Lingguo immediately stood in the middle of the door, with his hands on his hips, like a door god.

Inside the house, the old man had stopped crying, and when Wen Mianmian sat down, the old man said sadly, "Mianmian, grandfather made a mistake, grandfather made a big mistake."

Wen Mianmian hurriedly moved closer, "What did you do wrong?"

The old man looked at the door that had been closed again. Knowing that someone was guarding the door, he took a deep breath, "Grandfather has lost all your father's money, and now there are people coming to the door to threaten debt collection, and grandfather is about to die."

After speaking, she burst into tears. After half an hour, Wen Mianmian finally understood what he had done wrong, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The old man felt that he was useless all his life, so he wanted to do something that would make everyone look up to him, but he was already powerful, what else could make him look up to him?
That must be money.

The soldier supported by the clerk, secretly and secretly, is a bottomless pit. The old man thought that if he could dignifiedly take out a considerable sum of money when the clerk was short of money and was in a hurry, what would his image look like? Must be much taller.

The ideal is beautiful, but he has no money, so after thinking about it, he can only be cheeky and ask his talkative daughter-in-law for money. After a few years, he asked for a full 12 taels.

The capital is in hand, but he is really not the material for doing business. He is doing so little business secretly, so he is still doing something to lose. Seeing that the money in his hand is getting less and less, and the house is getting more and more nervous, he can't be anxious.

Then, went the wrong way.
"Grandfather, you gave the money to that person, what document did you sign?"

The old man shook his head, "I also asked for receipts, but Hou San'er said that this is a business where money generates money, so he doesn't need the receipts, he just asks me to wait for the money."

"Mianmian, my grandfather really received money in the past few months. He received 500 taels a month. This is comparable to getting money from doing business. Later"

The old man was very annoyed, "I gave all the money to Hou San'er."

"I was drinking tea in the teahouse two days ago, and I heard that the three imperial censors of the DPRK and the Central Committee jointly impeached the Yancheng prefect who was rich in their own pockets and collected the printed money from the people. When I heard about the printed money, my heart was overwhelmed. Come on, I'm panicking."

He found Hou San'er that day, and Hou San'er told him with a hilarious smile, "Master, you have always been putting money in print, you don't know it until you know it?"

At that time, he felt that the sky was falling.

"Now Hou San'er insists that I put loan sharks, and even swallowed my money with interest, and threatens me to give him another 5 taels, or else he will be exposed, and your father will also have to die by then."

Speaking of which, the old man's eyes were already swollen from crying.

Wen Mianmian's eyes are bright, this.
The simple little old man was bullied by the hooligans.

"Come to daddy and brother."

"No, Mianmian, don't look for them." The old man was about to cry, "your father will."

"My father still dares to hit you?" Wen Mianmian smiled, "Although my father was fierce towards you, he was anxious to give you an idea when you got stuck by a fishbone. Forgot?"

"Don't worry, if Hou San'er bullies you, that's bullying my father. He must have a way."

Wen Mianmian comforted her, raised her voice to let Lingguo come in, and told her to quickly find someone.

Wen Mianmian came soon after resting in clothes. In addition to Wen Mian's father and son, Mrs. Wen also came. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Wen Mianmian cleaning up the bottles.

"Mianmian, what's wrong?"

Wen Mianmian motioned for Lingguo to continue guarding, closed the door, turned around, and briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter, and added at the end, "My grandfather is so pitiful, I wanted to make money for my father, but I ended up being bullied like this, my father. You have to let your grandfather call the shots."

Wen Lingxiao's sleepiness disappeared, and he rubbed his brows and thought: If my sister wasn't here today, and it was my sister who said this again, his father was afraid that he would jump to the height of eight feet in anger, and his grandfather would be frightened like a quail again.

Wen Mian's face was ashen, and he looked at the old man with sharp eyes, "So you are now being put in print money?"

"Do you know that it is a crime to put money in print? That's what the emperor hates most."

Mrs. Wen wanted to cry again, but her eyes were already red and swollen, and she couldn't cry anymore.

Wen Mianmian stepped forward and said, "Father, don't be too busy blaming grandfather now, I'm afraid this matter has already been known to those who care."

"Let's make a total, how to get my grandfather out. Grandfather hasn't signed any documents. Can we just insist that grandfather was deceived?"

"We must strike first, and insist that we are the sufferers."

(End of this chapter)