Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 5 It's all the fault of the deity

When the wind blows, the yellow sand fills the sky, and Wen Lingxiao pooh pooh twice, Wen Mianmian feels that there is only feces in the yellow sand.

Waiting for the yellow sand to blow, Wen Lingxiao, who was carrying a large bag of snacks, said cheerfully: "It costs a lot of money to lay bluestone slabs, and the national treasury is not very rich, how can it be possible to spend money to lay the road."

Wen Mianmian sighed again, she can almost imagine now that when it rains, muddy water and dung water will flow across the ground, and there will be mud everywhere.

If the sun continues to come out, it will be dusty and obscuring the sun! !
It seemed that the cleanliness and luxury of the General's Mansion had made her expect too much from this dynasty she had never heard of, and now she was heartbroken.

She was deceived by the gorgeous ancient street scenes on TV, and she was deceived badly.

"If I had money, I would build a street to rebuild it. I must let the people of this Kyoto feel the prosperity."

Listening to her rhetoric, Wen Lingxiao touched her nose a little embarrassedly, for no other reason, because the mansion really has no money, who made their family not good at taking care of the household affairs, and it seems that they are going to make ends meet.

Hey.
The sky was full of sunset, and the returning birds slid across the sky at high speed, leaving behind a few eager bird calls.

Before entering the mansion, Wen Lingxiao handed a packet of dim sum to Wen Mianmian, "Listen to your brother's words, give this packet of dim sum to your mother. Your mother is taking care of you these days when you are sick, so don't be petty."

"My mother entrusted you to my aunt before she died, and asked our brothers and sisters to treat my aunt as a biological mother, and you nodded."

"In the past few years, you have not been close to your aunt, but your aunt has been taking care of you silently. My brother has never said it, and the house has never been well-off, but all your expenses are the best. ."

What Wen Lingxiao didn't say was that because of his sister's domineering and dislike, the younger brother Wen Yiqing was not having a good life, and he didn't like talking anymore, and he was as courageous as a quail.

Wen Mianmian took the dim sum and nodded shyly. She has been avoiding this matter since she woke up, because the relationship between the deity and her mother, who is also her aunt, is tense, and she is afraid of embarrassment. She hasn't gone yet bye.

It's all the deity's fault.

In the study room of the General's Mansion, the clerk Mian, who had returned from the palace, looked at the account books piled up in front of him, and frowned when Mrs. Wen spoke about the manor's expenses.

"General, can you discuss with the old man that half of the income from Zhuangzi and the shop will be transferred to the public. The cash in the palace is less than a thousand taels after deducting the monthly money of the servants next month and the expenses of various purchases."

"This time Mianmian is sick, many people in Kyoto have come to visit with generous gifts. This person must have two tables to show their gratitude when he is well."

"Lieutenant General Luo, who was under the general's camp, also came to the mansion yesterday, saying that the old lady in the family was seriously ill and wanted to borrow money to make money."

These piles of pieces all need money to support, regardless of Wen Mian, this powerful general has a great appearance on the outside, but on the inside, he earns less and spends more, and the general's mansion is often in a state of making ends meet.

Wen Mian asked, "Father still refuses to take out the money?"

Mrs. Wen nodded helplessly, "The sum of the money handed over to my father in the past two years will add up to a hundred thousand taels. When my father took the money, he also said that there is an urgent need in the government to ask him to take it."

"Can"

Can't get it out.

Mrs. Wen was very helpless. Speaking of her father-in-law, she was a very lucky person. She was the eldest son of a small official's family. , Ancestors are also officials to university scholars.

It stands to reason that when he climbed into such a Yue family, he should hang his head on the beam, but the family left all the family affairs to his wife, and he was content to enjoy it. He even took a few concubines for himself. Aunt Hua's concubine gave birth to a concubine.

Fortunately, Mrs. Zhengshi gave birth to a son safely earlier, so that he would not have no descendants.

His life was mediocre but smooth sailing, and his son was big and promising. He naturally became the biological father of General Wen Sheng, an old man with dignity and dignity in the city of Kyoto.

However, there is a sentence that is still wrong. People don't really care about everything, and the money still has to be managed. Especially in the past few years, it has just gotten worse, and I don't know what to do with such money?
The most speechless thing is that I can't speak to him yet, I cry as soon as I say it, and I feel embarrassed when I think about it.

"I'm going to talk to my father tonight, whatever."

She stopped before she could finish speaking, and Wen Mianmian walked in with two plates of dim sum at this time.

"Dad, my brother and I went out for a walk today and bought several kinds of snacks. These two are salty, try it?"

After speaking, I saw that there was another person in the study, which made me feel a little embarrassed, and then I naturally handed the dessert in front of Mrs. Wen, "Do you want to try it, mother?"

Mrs. Wen was stunned, subconsciously thinking that something was wrong with her ears, why would Mianmian call her mother?
"I'm fluffy."

Mrs. Wen was in disbelief, suppressing her excitement, "Mianmian, what are you calling me?"

Wen Mian was also slightly surprised by the sound of 'mother'.

When his wife died of illness, before his death, he begged him to marry the orphan and widowed mother's little aunt as his successor. First, the little aunt and her son would have a support in the future, and secondly, he wanted the little aunt to be able to treat Mianmian wholeheartedly.

At that time, Mianmian and her aunt were very close, but when she knew that her aunt had become a mother, her attitude changed, from intimacy to disgust.

Once the time has passed, it is three years. In these three years, don't say 'mother', and even 'aunt' has never been called again.

Wen Mianmian was even more embarrassed, thinking that the change in attitude was too big to explain, and then handed the plate forward, "Eat or not?"

"it is good."

Mrs. Wen hurriedly picked up a piece of pepper and hemp salt cake and brought it to her mouth to take a light bite. She quickly turned around and squeezed the handkerchief to press her eyes. She turned around and smiled and said, "Mianmian is really delicious."

"I'll leave it to you if you like it."

He put down the plate and turned to leave, looking carefully at the back of the man, who had a two-pointed escaping posture.

After waiting to leave the study, he slowly let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he saw a small figure standing shyly not far away. Seeing her small figure involuntarily took two steps back.

Wen Mianmian sighed again, all wronged.

"Little brother, are you waiting for mother here?"

The five-year-old Wen Yiqing stood still with his head lowered, his little fingers pinching each other nervously.

Wen Mianmian went straight up, "Little brother, father and mother are still talking in the study. I went out of the house today to buy some dim sum, and I also have your share. Let's go and try it."

Wen Yiqing raised his head in disbelief, his big eyes blinked twice, and before he could speak, Wen Mianmian pulled his little hand up, "Let's go, let's have some snacks."

On the way, Wen Yiqing looked at her carefully, imagining in his mind how his sister, Cai Yunju, would torture him.

The calf and the lead can not be lifted in general.

(End of this chapter)