"Mother Zhu, do you doubt me? Or do you suspect our Xiangyiwu?" Even though Ye Qingmei knew that Mother Zhu was following orders, she was not as easy-talking as she imagined.

Zhu's mother felt the oppression emanating from Ye Qingmei's whole body, and there was a cool breeze on the back of her neck. Thinking that her daughter was still in Ye Qingmei's hands, she had no choice but to please her in every possible way, "Miss Seven, how dare this old slave Ah, isn't the second young master sick, all the yards have been searched, and the fourth girl's Shihuayu has also been searched a long time ago."

Shen Danjun gave Zhu's mother a blank look, "Zhu's mother, when you search, I have to be more careful about my things. If you find something in Poetic and Picturesque or my things, do you want to say it is Xiangyiwu?" who left it?"

Zhu's mother feels that neither of these two is a fuel-efficient lamp, especially since there is Mr. Shen Dan here, she dare not offend.

"How dare, how dare, the old slave should not search!" Mother Zhu wiped sweat from her forehead.

Ye Qingmei would let her go so easily, "No, since the fourth sister's house has been searched, you should do a good search!"

Zhu's mother said yes, and then asked the two nuns below her to search for it.

When searching Xiangyiwu, Zhu's mother was obviously more careful. Many things were just searched symbolically, and it was not too messy.

Ye Qingmei didn't play chess with Shen Danjun until Mother Zhu left with her nanny.

This movement was obviously not small, Ye Qingmei was playing chess while wondering what his wife meant!

She has known for a long time that Ye Qingqiao made such a fuss in Zhu's house, and it is absolutely impossible for his wife to pretend that nothing happened. These days, she has been looking forward to her wife's attack, but she didn't know how his wife treated Ye Qingqiao in the past. No matter how she treated Ye Qingqiao, she vaguely felt that this matter was going to be bad.

"Sister Mei, why are there so many troubles in your family!" Shen Danjun held a white stone between two slender fingers, thinking about the next move.

Ye Qingmei smiled and dropped a sunspot, "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, Xiaojun, there are too many women in this family and too many things, let me tell you a story!"

Ye Qingmei narrated a story in a group of women, which was naturally the famous Chinese masterpiece "Dream of Red Mansions". For a whole afternoon, Ye Qingmei told Shen Danjun the first part.

"Sister Lin, how pitiful!" Shen Danjun yelled, "Sister Mei, so, when you talk about it another day, I will write it down."

"No, the ending of this story is too tragic!" Ye Qingmei knew that Shen Danjun was weak, if she sympathized with Lin Daiyu and fell into that sentimental love, it would not be good for Shen Danjun. "Okay, you can play here by yourself for a while, I have to go and see the second brother!"

Shen Danjun nodded.

Ye Qingmei changed into relatively plain clothes, and went out with the broken lotus.

Because of Ye Qingrang's illness, he had already been moved into Lixian Residence where Zhu Yaoxiang lived. It was getting late, and Ye Qingmei reckoned that there should be a result. Although she didn't want to get involved in Ye's family affairs, she didn't want to miss out on this wonderful event. play.

"Mother, what happened to my second brother?" Ye Qingmei looked worried, and Zhu Yaoxiang also knew that Ye Qingmei was playing a trick, so he took her hand, "Little Qi, who do you think your second brother offended?" ! My poor son..."

Zhu Yaoxiang wiped her tears, and shouted loudly, making Ye Qingmei have to cooperate.

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