Why do I have the lowest fighting ability among the whole family?

Chapter 24 Is this mud bottle my dowry?

But this... no matter how you look at it, it can't be just a dull and stubborn mind, right?

The little guy is dressed in a red dress with snow-white plush piping, and there are two little Ji Ji Jis tied with hair balls on his head. He looks like a doll that stepped out of a New Year picture.

Thinking back to those thoughts in his ears, Cheng Yunchi was even more convinced that he was the chosen one. Suddenly, he liked Pei Shao more and more.

"Hey, hey, hey, come on, little Shaoshao, come to your uncle."

The old lady kicked him with a black face and said disgustedly: "Are you calling a dog?"

Cheng Yunchi covered his butt a little aggrievedly.

He doesn't know, and he has never raised a child.

"It's good to make peace." He sighed with a smile.

"My little sister has been wronged over the years. Now that you are back home, your brothers will protect you!"

Cheng Bingwen, who was dressed in black and was staring at the wheelchair under Cheng.

He was outside at that time, and because of his status as an envoy, he couldn't see much.

Looking at my little sister now, she is indeed completely different from before she got married.

Why was she injured during childbirth? Wasn't it because Pei Haoting, the Marquis of Wu'an, looked down upon her little sister when she saw that there was no one in the Cheng family who could protect her?
  Otherwise, how could anyone give birth to a child and have a lame leg?

Feeling her brother's eyes, Cheng felt a little at a loss.

She had injured her leg for several years, but she never cared about it. Pei Haoting would occasionally find it embarrassing for her to be lame outside.

Cheng didn't feel aggrieved at any time. She was being protected by her brothers with pity, but she felt a huge sense of grievance welling up in her heart.

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Mrs. Cheng held back her tears and wiped the corners of her eyes, "You two brothers haven't met Shao Shao yet, right?"

Seeing that Mrs. Cheng didn't want to say more, the two of them didn't ask any more questions on this topic and quietly changed the subject.

Mrs. Cheng took several of her children back to Cheng Mansion and settled down, and stayed there for several days.

Until the Wu'an Hou Mansion sent someone to come, saying that Cheng's original dowry had been packed up according to the list, and Cheng was asked to send someone to carry it.

"Mom! Go!"

Pei Shao stopped Cheng with bright eyes, but still refused to listen.

[If Mom doesn’t go and check it herself, they’ll have to pass it off as inferior! 】

Much of Cheng's original dowry was divided among several concubines in the house, and Pei Haoting often used it as favors.

Those rare treasures are not something that can be found casually. Is it a lie to say that they are all packed according to the list?

Mrs. Cheng pondered for a while, but also felt that it was inappropriate to send a servant there, so she decided to go there herself.

Many of her original dowry were collected by her brothers. Although there was a list of rare treasures from all over the world, the maids had never seen them.

Mrs. Cheng was worried, thinking that Cheng Yunchi and Cheng Bingwen's status as envoys would make Pei Haoting a little more scrupulous, so she sent two people to protect the Cheng family back to the Marquis Wu'an Mansion.

Different from usual times, this time as soon as Cheng entered the mansion, he felt that the entire mansion was lifeless.

She remained calm and followed the boy's guidance all the way to Lixiang Garden where she lived at the time.

Dozens of dowries were laid out in the yard. Several maids and servants among them hurriedly checked the amount against the list.

"I won't bother you, Lord Marquis." Mrs. Cheng nodded slightly, raised her hand and asked Bai Ying behind her to take out the long list.

"I still have a backup of the specific list here. Please ask Mr. Hou to guard it here. After the inventory is clear, I will ask someone to carry it back."

Pei Haoting's face was ugly, and a hint of guilt flashed across his face.

Mrs. Cheng really didn't give him a chance to speak anymore. She took the list and started correcting it from the first item.

The first piece is a filigree vase, made by a master, using the rare filigree inlay technique.

Cheng felt that the vase looked wrong almost at first sight.

"Bring it here!" she ordered quietly. Several young men brought the vase up tremblingly.

The flesh on Pei Haoting's face was shaking.

As soon as Cheng got his hands on it, he knew that the vase was definitely a replica.

Not only are the imitations rough, but the thickness of the bottle mouth is also different.

The vase she had originally was a precious item in all the dowry, otherwise it wouldn't have been placed first on the list.

Cheng lost interest and handed the vase back to the boy, frowning and speaking.

"Master Marquis said he wanted to return the dowry? Is this how you fool people?"

"Don't talk blindly!" Pei Haoting still had confidence on his face, but he slapped him down instead.

"This is what you got as a dowry! Could it be that you want to frame me?"

Pei Shao rolled his eyes and had a plan in mind.

She pretended to fall and bumped into the boy holding the vase. The boy didn't check for a moment, and with an ouch, the vase in his hand fell to the ground.

Suddenly the expressions of several people present changed.

Mrs. Cheng picked up a piece of debris from the ground and smiled half-heartedly.

"Master Hou, you mean that this mud bottle is my dowry?"

At the break mark of the fragment, there is still yellow-brown soil inside, and only a layer of glaze is applied to the outside.

"Of course it is!" Pei Haoting forced himself to speak: "Then you have to ask your mother's family why they put this thing in the dowry to make up for it!"

Mrs. Cheng was almost amused by him.

She slowly pointed at the still-dry soil at the break, teasingly.

"Master Hou is saying that I have been married for more than ten years and the soil in it is still not dry?"

Pei Haoting was so blocked by her that she was speechless.

He still didn't want to lose face, so he turned around and scolded the boy behind him.

"Did you commit theft? Why did the beautiful vase turn into a mud jar?"

The boy was miserable, but he still didn't dare to show it on his face.

"Master Marquis, don't try to frame someone up." Mrs. Cheng casually threw the fragments in her hand to the ground.

"I heard a few days ago that Mr. Li in the court got a silk vase from somewhere. These things are being displayed everywhere. Mr. Marquis, do you think it is a coincidence?"

Mr. Li is a good friend of his colleague Wu'an Hou. The two of them usually work together and often make appointments to have fun at the Yanliu Land in the middle of the capital.

Cheng looked at the fragments of the mud bottle on the ground and sneered.

Such a crude thing can be mistaken for real.

Pei Haoting turned pale and stopped talking.

Mrs. Cheng was glad in her heart that she listened to Shao Shao's wishes and came to make this trip herself.

Otherwise, when these things are carried back and Pei Haoting bites them to death and refuses to acknowledge them, she will only have to suffer a miserable loss, and maybe even get beaten up.

Sure enough, not only this vase, but also several items that had been exchanged were found later.

The exquisitely carved platinum hairpins were replaced by silver hairpins, and the golden nanmu furniture was replaced by ordinary yellow nanmu.

The further he counted, the uglier Pei Haoting's face became.

This was like rubbing his face on the ground.

"You guys carry it back first," he said through gritted teeth: "If there is anything missing, ask someone to send a receipt and I will fold it into silver and make up for it."

(End of this chapter)