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Chapter 983 Preemptive strike!

Compared to the loving father and filial son over there, Ms. Zhang sitting here was a little unhappy. Her mouth was always faster than her brain, so she couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"Oh, you are really rich. I haven't sent any money to the house for such a long time, and the family hasn't been separated yet~"

Hearing this, the smile on Yuan Wenshao's face gradually faded. This sister-in-law really didn't have a long memory at all, so her next reply was a bit sarcastic.

"Sister-in-law, why did you say this? I, the seventh-grade Yuzhou Military and Horse Supervisor, now have an annual salary of sixty guan a year, and a bonus of about 80 guan a year. I have sent all of this back to the mansion!"

"That's only a few dollars. Who doesn't know that local military attachés have a lot of filial piety? Why haven't you taken these from home?"

Regardless of her husband's obstruction, Mrs. Zhang spoke matter-of-factly. She felt that since the family had not been separated, the money had to be controlled by the family. Why should the couple be free outside?

"Sister-in-law, you can't say such nonsense!"

"Who is talking nonsense? Don't think that I don't know. Youdao has been able to clear the prefecture for three years and one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver!"

But Yuan Wenshao didn't bother to be stubborn with her, he just shook his head with a smile but not a smile, turned his head and looked at the cheap daddy.

How stupid do you have to be to give all your money to the government? If the family property is divided in the future, if you can give yourself a tenth, it will be considered as the conscience of your eldest brother Yuan Wenchun.

In addition, the old man has so many concubines and concubines, and he is getting older day by day. Which of the betrothal gifts, dowries, etc. are free of charge?

Apart from some Zhuangzi shops, there is no other income at all in the house. Not to mention the money I have earned so hard, even if it is doubled five times, it may not be enough to fill this bottomless pit.

Uncle Yuan, the boss, turned pale. This prodigal daughter-in-law really dared to say anything. How could she say it openly? There were so many maids and women in the house talking so much. Who knew if there was an emperor? People from the city division?

"Bang!" He patted the table with a steady expression.

He reminded with a cold face: "Boss, don't just sit there like a piece of wood!"

"Hey~" Yuan Wenchun trembled, extremely frightened by his father's gaze, and quickly reached out to pull his wife.

Whispered: "Okay!"

"I still…"

"Run Niang, please stop saying a few words!"

Seeing that her husband was a little unhappy, Mrs. Yuan spoke up in time to interrupt her niece who was still talking arrogantly. She was already so disappointed in her that she didn't even bother to look at her.

She didn't even care whether she was pregnant or not, and just stuffed two concubines into the eldest son's room. One of them had been pregnant for more than eight months.

As for her second son, Mrs. Yuan's mood was a little complicated. She was actually quite happy to see him living better day by day. After all, it was the flesh that fell from her own body.

But I always want to favor the eldest son, and then the brat Erlang is still disobedient. What my niece said just now is right. He has indeed never paid any money to the government in these years, and his salary is just a drop in the bucket.

Now my hair is almost turning gray. My daughter is getting married soon, but the dowry has not been collected yet. Although I am going to my sister-in-law's house, I won't embarrass Wen Ying too much.

But if this is too shabby, he will probably be looked down upon by those servants in the Earl of Shoushan's Mansion who have high ambitions but low vision.

Mrs. Yuan was reluctant to part with her dowry. Her eldest daughter-in-law was her niece, so she originally wanted to seduce Hua Lan, but the unfilial Erlang still kept a close eye on her, and in the end she even became an official in the state capital.

Thinking of this made me feel bitter, and I subconsciously turned my head to glance at my husband. This man had no responsibilities as a master at all, and spent all day carrying his wife around the house in a drunken manner.

In the end, he simply decided to force his hand. With the money he had earned as an official in the past two years, he would take some of it from Hua Lan's dowry, and his poor Wenying would be settled.

Don't say that you are too biased. Before she died, the dead old lady left a lot of good things for Erlang. The boss's family had nothing.

Mrs. Yuan, who made an excuse for herself, felt a little more balanced, and then said something to her daughter with a smile.

"Wenying, you go back first. Mom has something to say with your eldest and second brother!" "Oh~"

Although Yuan Wenying felt a little baffled, she didn't think too much, got up and left with her maid.

After her daughter left, Mrs. Yuan waved her hand to all the servants to get out, and then she also planned to show off her cards.

"Oh~" He sighed deliberately pretending to be sad.

Then his acting skills were even more impressive. He covered his face with a handkerchief and started sobbing quietly.

Choking with sobs, he said: "Erlang, your sister Wen Ying is so pitiful!"

"I'm going to get married in a few days, but half of the dowry hasn't been paid yet. Normally, you brother and sister have the best relationship. You, the older brother, can't just sit back and watch~"

"It's so difficult in our house. My mother has always been supporting me. Before..."

Yuan Wenshao, who was sitting on the chair, didn't answer anything, just sat there watching her performance, and sincerely gave her a suggestion in his heart. This mother should go to Xiao Qin for further training.

Because crying is too fake. You have to bring some tears. It’s thundering and not raining, so it’s hard for me to feel sympathy.

On the opposite side, Yuan Wenchun lived up to his name at all. He was somewhat innocent. He couldn't tell whether he was really crying or fake, so he quickly went over to comfort him.

"Mom, don't be too sad. As the eldest brother, I will help with my sister's dowry..."

But before he finished speaking, Zhang, who felt something was wrong, quickly stood up and pulled him over, so fast that it seemed like there was an afterimage.

"Oh, why are you dragging me?"

"My husband is right, Erlang and we will definitely not stand idly by~"

Mrs. Zhang forced a smile when she spoke, because she was going crazy in her heart. Don't you know what's going on in your hospital?

You don't have any extra money now. All day long, you have been going around reciting poems and competing with those slanderous scholars, hoping to pass the examination, but in the end you didn't even get any honors.

It was quite a positive thing to do. The girls in the courtyard could hardly let go. They were not satisfied even after just one day, and kept running to that brothel.

Now Zhang's heart is full of regrets. Why did he marry Yuan Wenchun in the first place? This second cousin Yuan Wenshao is better than him. Looking at Hualan's life, and looking at himself, he can't take this matter to the next level. Thinking about it, the more I think about it, the worse it gets.

Yuan Wen was just impulsive, but now he actually regretted it. He didn't have the money to buy more, so he just went down the slope and sat back on the donkey.

This makes Mrs. Yuan over there angry. The atmosphere has already been created, but you have to interfere in the middle.

She rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Brother Chun, think before you speak from now on~"

After finishing the conversation, I felt that the atmosphere was quite awkward, so I subconsciously turned to look at my husband and motioned for him to say a few words!

But Uncle Yuan was sitting there as steady as a mountain, and from time to time he would pick up a cup and sip tea, as if the matter had nothing to do with him. He had his own considerations. Since you use the money from the house to subsidize your mother's family, what about your daughter's dowry? Just figure it out yourself.

Yuan Wenshao was a little tired and didn't want to waste any more time here, so he simply took a preemptive strike and stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Mom, what my sister-in-law said just now is right. As the second brother, I really can't stand by and watch!"

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)