Lin Xiaolian outside the window covered her mouth in shock.

Everyone thought that Wang Yunjin's life was taken away by a small wind chill because she did not sit properly during confinement.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Xiuli who was causing trouble!

"Keep your voice down."

Inside the room, Zhang Xiuli's scalp exploded and she quickly made a silent gesture.

"This is the Prime Minister's Mansion, not home. There are some things you can't say."

Zhang Xiuli said angrily: "I thought that after she died, the prime minister would promote me as his wife, but I didn't know that the old woman would not agree to it!"

Mrs. Xu stared after hearing this: "Your mother-in-law is not dead yet? She is really lucky."

She has also been a daughter-in-law for many years and finally became a mother-in-law, and she knows the feeling of it most clearly.

Zhang Xiuli simply explained what happened recently in a concise and concise manner.

"I think it's the Wang family's horoscope that defeats our Zhang family!" Mrs. Xu's tone was filled with resentment.

"Isn't that eldest girl your cousin's child? You should find a way to get rid of her!"

Zhang Fugui slapped the table hard, which made Mrs. Xu feel distressed: "Be careful, this table can be sold for a lot of money!"

"I will figure out a solution for this big girl's matter." Mrs. Xu turned to Zhang Xiuli and said, "You are also favored after all. Help your brother and nephew to be a pillow, and you need an official to do it."

Zhang Xiuli was a little embarrassed and subconsciously wanted to refuse: "Didn't I give you a lot of money before? It's enough to cover your expenses at home for more than a year."

"Your father's funeral is free of charge? Doesn't the person who was injured have to pay compensation?" Mrs. Xu said angrily.

"You are also a wife after all. Whatever you put between your fingers will naturally be enough for us to live on. But don't I want to find a good future for your brother? It's best to marry a second wife and settle down in the capital."

Zhang Liangsheng, who had been silent, raised his head and finally spoke: "Grandma, why are you so anxious? Since aunt asked us to come, she will not let us down."

Xu finally stopped talking.

"Let's talk about it later." Zhang Xiuli said impatiently, "You have remembered everything I just told you."

Zhang Fugui put his hands behind his back, as if he was making an endorsement: "Isn't it because I went out to do business and was defrauded of my money and mortgaged my house, so I came to you?"

"These are just a few simple words. I have said them over and over so many times. If you don't annoy me, I still annoy you."

"Do you think I am willing?" Zhang Xiuli really couldn't do anything to this younger brother.

"And you must never mention those chickens, ducks, etc. If you don't know how to speak, speak less, so as not to let others see that something is wrong."

Mrs. Xu was obviously unhappy: "Okay, okay, it's rare for our family to see each other. Your attitude makes it seem like we are not human beings inside and out!"

"Dong dong dong."

Bicui knocked on the door outside: "Mrs. Lin is awake."

Zhang Xiuli responded, and then said to everyone in the room: "I have to wait for the old lady to eat. Before I come back, you can stay quietly in the west wing."

After she left, Ms. Xu immediately said with a face: "I don't think I can keep this old woman!"

……

East wing.

Lin Xiaolian told Lin Zhiyu exactly what she heard.

Lin Xiaolian became angrier as she talked: "I think it would be better to expose this matter to the old lady and drive them away."

Lin Zhiyu held his head with one hand and drew circles on the table unconsciously with the other hand: "Of course we have to rush, otherwise grandma will also suffer!"

"But I'm not here to catch you." Lin Zhiyu had a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Since God allowed her to encounter this group of weirdos again, she naturally had to find a way to settle the old and new accounts together.

"Qiaoxiu, I have to ask you something." "Big girl, please tell me."

"Help me find someone."

……

The sunny day after a rainy day always makes people feel irritable. In addition, a few cicadas are constantly flapping their wings on the trees, which makes people feel unable to meditate.

When Lin Zhiyu arrived at the dining room, Mrs. Lin had already met Xu and others.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mrs. Lin teasing Zhang Shuangshuang, her eyes full of concern and love for the junior.

Zhang Xiuli was sitting on the side, looking a little stiff and unnatural.

"Grandma." Lin Zhiyu called softly.

Mrs. Lin raised her head and her eyes suddenly brightened: "Oh, Zhiyu is here, come, come, sit next to grandma."

Zhang Xiuli moved her position reluctantly to make way for Lin Zhiyu.

Mrs. Xu joked: "Why are you here so late, Miss? My mother-in-law is waiting for you, but she is hungry in vain."

In other words, this was saying that Lin Zhiyu didn't understand etiquette and asked an elder to wait for a junior.

Lin Zhiyu narrowed his eyes.

This is the first meal in the prime minister's house, and I just want to stir up trouble.

Moreover, Zhang Xiuli is just an aunt, and Xu cannot be regarded as her biological mother in a strict sense.

Probably on the first day, this family left a pretty good impression on Mrs. Lin, so she did not correct them: "Okay, now that the words are here, let's start dinner."

Lin Zhiyu's eyes darkened, and the meal hadn't been served yet?

But there were several dishes on the table, and it was obvious that some chopsticks had been touched.

She glanced around calmly and found obvious oil stains on the corners of Zhang Fugui's mouth.

Look, isn't the fox's tail exposed?

According to the rules, Mrs. Lin, who has the highest status and is the oldest, should move the first chopsticks before others can start eating.

But Zhang Fugui obviously didn't know this rule. As soon as Mrs. Lin stretched out her chopsticks, he couldn't wait to use his chopsticks and put all the abalone on the table into his bowl.

"The things in the Prime Minister's Palace are just different. This abalone is not cheap, right?"

Mrs. Lin's chopsticks hung slightly in the air and she glanced suspiciously.

Zhang Xiuli hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Don't blame me, madam. My brother used to run business outside in the wind and sun, and rarely sat down to have a serious meal, so he became a little anxious now."

Lin Zhiyu took advantage of the situation and asked: "Run for business? There is so much business in the world these days. What kind of business is it? I can't even spare time for meals."

This suddenly stopped Zhang Fugui from questioning him.

Zhang Xiuli never said anything about this.

He subconsciously looked at Zhang Xiuli: "Sister, what's my business?"

A trace of panic clearly flashed in Zhang Xiuli's eyes, but she quickly recovered.

"He's so hungry that he doesn't even know what kind of business he is doing."

She smiled awkwardly: "My brother is a grain merchant."

Although Mrs. Lin didn't say anything, Lin Zhiyu noticed that Mrs. Lin had become suspicious.

Mrs. Xu wanted to change the subject: "The west wing is empty. Is it where Minghua lived before? I look at the furnishings in the room, I'm afraid they cost ten thousand taels of gold!"

"Yes, yes, although the east wing is not bad, it is still not as good and bright as the west wing!" Zhang Fugui responded quickly.

"Uncle, I'm afraid I may have misunderstood. I used to live in this west wing." Lin Zhiyu reminded kindly.


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