A piece of paper

Mrs. Qu asked again, but Xian Jin remained silent again.

Mrs. Qu asked anxiously. Xianjin turned her head to look at the sky outside the window. If she didn't really know this skill, she would even want to whistle twice.

Mrs. Qu was so angry that her back molars were itching: She should have discovered that this girl was disobedient as early as the beginning when she tilted her neck and looked at people in the ancestral hall of her old house!
Mrs. Qu ran out of tricks and said a few words in extreme frustration, "Since you came up with this thing, then you can do it yourself. If you want to pay, just go to your second uncle with the receipt. If you want, Employers——"

Mrs. Qu recalled the circle of white muscles, and then glanced at Qiqiqi behind Xianjin, whose hair showed cunning energy, and then sneered, "If you need someone, don't bother anyone, you I have prepared myself perfectly.”

Xian Jin was humble and raised his eyebrows, "If you give me a prize, I'll give you a prize."

It’s a prize, it’s bigger than you!

I'm not praising you!
Mrs. Qu took a deep breath and said, "You don't need to look forward or backward when doing things, let alone be indecisive, but you must also put the Chen family first in everything. You must not pursue small gains and lose the big capital, let alone gain personal gain by ruining your reputation. Our Chen family will not It's just a businessman, and there is also a student who is going to take the imperial examination. Think about everything from Erlang's point of view, you have to make money, but your reputation is even better."

Mrs. Qu was very afraid of showing off her wealth and resorting to dangerous tricks. She would do anything to make money. She emphasized again, "The most important thing is not to antagonize the government!"

Xianjin's "um um ah ah ah hum hum" is like singing a lullaby.

Mrs. Qu was furious when she saw her like this. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of her second son, Chen Cai, who was following her timidly, and she became even more angry.

"you!"

Mrs. Qu called the roll call.

Chen Cai lowered his head and took a step forward, which counted as his answer.

"You should do well with the honor money."

Mrs. Qu's tone was strong, revealing a trace of Ruo Xianjin who dared to say no. Even if she didn't want the paper with the painting, she would still stop the project.

To her surprise, Xian Jin nodded without any hesitation, "I need help from my second uncle."

Chen Chai's expression was horrified: There is always a feeling of two heroes fighting each other and sacrificing cannon fodder.

Mrs. Qu breathed a sigh of relief, but she looked deeply at Xian Jin, wanting to say some harsh words, but she was extremely afraid that the harsh words would come true - facing Xian Jin, she was a little more fearful for no reason. dread.

What will the cat do when the mouse escapes from the cat's five-finger mountain?Should he bite the mouse to death in one bite, or should he wait and see how far this mouse can run?Of course it's the latter. If you bite him to death, how can you have the fun of hunting?

Mrs. Qu convinced herself with this reason. Looking at Xian Jin's docile look with lowered eyebrows, she felt an inexplicable strange feeling - who is the mouse?Or a cat?

Mrs. Qu shook her head secretly. She had eaten more salt in her life than this girl had eaten. Even if the reincarnation of heaven made her blind, she had the title of an elder, so there was no way she could be that mouse!

After Mrs. Qu pondered for a moment, she finally threw away her sleeves and walked out with a livid face.

In Xuancheng in late autumn, it was rainy and foggy. It was sunny when it came and rainy when it left. As soon as Mrs. Qu left the Jixi workshop, she was hit by the crackling heavy rain beads and was dizzy.

"It's something you can't see!" Mrs. Qu raised her head and cursed fiercely.

Second Aunt Qu hurriedly helped the old lady, first she apologized to God, and then scolded, "You are so angry that you are dizzy! This is not a good idea! Bah, bah, bah!"

Then he persuaded her earnestly, "Why do you have to worry about it with her? Didn't you make great efforts to check her accounts earlier? Compared with the Sixth Master and the Fifth Master at home, the account book is cleaner and there is more money in the account. No? She is down-to-earth and helping the Chen family, what's wrong with that."

Mrs. Qu banged her cane heavily, "She is disobedient! No matter how bad Lao Wu and Lao Liu are, when have they ever glared at me when they saw my sister-in-law? Look at her, how can she negotiate terms with me and make sarcastic remarks for the sake of Lao San? Have you ever had a good face?" Second Aunt Qu shrugged: "The sixth and fifth elders see you respectful, but they secretly dig into the Chen family's background. Although Sister Jin has not groveled, her books are clean, so it's hard to judge!"

Mrs. Qu stood in the corridor with her cane on the ground, watching the rain pouring down. She waited for the little girl to turn back to get the umbrella, and sighed, "There is also the marriage with Mang'er. It would be great if it could happen. But it just happened. The two are now living in the south and the other in the north, and Mang'er even got engaged in a hurry and hid in another town. What does this prove?"

Aunt Qu nodded: She knows this question, which proves that Mang'er and Sister Jin don't get along!

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Qu gave her an answer that went beyond the Five Elements - "Doesn't it prove that this girl has no connection with the Chen family?!"

Aunt Qu felt that Mrs. Qu's love and hatred for Xian Jin were extraordinary.

In the beginning, the two of them lived far apart and communicated through letters. They only saw each other once every six months at most. However, they complemented each other well and treated each other with respect.
When Xiang Jin came back to Xuancheng, he put down a few tricks and rejected the old lady several times in a row. After that, the old lady became very prejudiced. This time she heard that Xi Jin was competing for money, and even specially transferred Li Sanshun. Leave her a Tuesday with dogs and people's heads.
Today, two people reached the top without fighting.

The old lady in their family has never experienced such idleness in more than ten years - who dares to twist his neck to look at the birds outside the window while the old lady is talking!

Aunt Qu persuaded her, "With or without fate, we are all in the Chen family. The little girl is not sensible. Since her mother died, she seems to have opened a new door. She leads the Chen family's business up the sesame pole. You Why would you argue with her so easily? If she is not angry, you will make yourself half angry."

Can't say half dead.

As the old lady gets older, the thief cares whether she is dead or alive.

Aunt Qu immediately changed her mind, "You are so angry that you can't even eat. Why bother!"

Mrs. Qu felt aggrieved.

She couldn't express her frustration - if she didn't reuse this girl, she would be faced with the dilemma of having no one to help her!
Doesn't she know that Chen Guai can't do it?

Doesn't she know that Qu Dabao is not good?
Doesn't she know that the qualifications of the old people in the Dengxuan Workshop are limited, and they will only be able to do this if they continue to mess around?

If she doesn't push these people up, what else can she do! ?

One is the only son who can take over the family business!

One is the nephew she always loved from her natal family!

There is also an old man who has followed the Chen family to conquer the world for more than [-] years!

If these are changed, the Chen family will no longer be the Chen family!
Mrs. Qu looked up to the sky and sighed, as if saying to herself, "Now we can only rely on Erlang to break the situation."

Aunt Qu nodded with deep understanding, "Yes, yes! When Erlang chooses to go to high school, the Chen family doesn't want this business, and you are also the old feudal lord of the five pillars on the porch!"

The five pillars on the front door mean that the family has a feudal official who will shine on the lintel.

As Aunt Qu persuaded her, her eyes fell on the azure oil-paper umbrella behind the corridor between the doors. The umbrella handle was engraved with a straight and spreading clivia.

Aunt Qu scratched the back of her head and thought seriously, feeling like her brain was about to grow.

Such a familiar pattern.
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