Aunt Luo quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Third Master, you have wrongly blamed the old slave! Although the old slave was ordered by the princess to stay at the ancestral hall, he never dared to enter the ancestral hall because of his low status. He always obeyed the eldest lady in everything he did. I never dare to slack off when making arrangements, so how could I neglect my duties?!"
The master and servant sang in harmony without anyone else interrupting. They seemed to be accusing and defending themselves, but they made it clear that they wanted to shift the responsibility for the fire in the ancestral hall to Dong Hui.
Everyone present was not a fool. They immediately heard the implication of the two people's words, and several pairs of eyes looked at Dong Hui.
Dong Hui was blushing, but Shi Juncai didn't explicitly reprimand her. She couldn't take the initiative to refute. She was so aggrieved that she could only turn to Shi Qingxue for help.
Shi Qingxue was probably one of the few people present who 'knew the inside story', probably because this matter had happened in the previous life, and now it was just those clowns performing a big show.
She secretly gave her mother a reassuring look, and then reminded Mo Shujun when the banquet was in chaos: "Grandma, the most urgent thing now is to go to the ancestral hall first."
Mo Shujun suddenly woke up, nodded and walked to the ancestral hall, not even paying attention to the guests at the banquet.
Seeing this, the rest of the Shi family could only say goodbye to the guests and follow them quickly.
All the guests looked at each other, as if it was difficult to react to the sudden change, but they all understood the situation and sat quietly at the banquet, waiting for Shi's family to take care of the housework first.
By the time everyone in the Shi family arrived at the ancestral temple, the courtyard of the ancestral temple had already been scattered with sparks, and the thick smoke was eye-catching, making it impossible to enter.
Mo Shujun thought that inside was the tablet of the man she loved most, and she suddenly became anxious and wanted to risk her way inside.
Fortunately, Dong Hui stopped her first and warned her in a bitter voice: "Mom, it's still burning inside, you must not go!"
But Mo Shujun, who was so anxious, pushed Dong Hui away and shouted angrily: "You still have the nerve to tell me? I put my family's middle income in your charge, and you can't even do this little thing well." ! If there is any damage to Yunyang’s tablet, I will definitely not spare it!"
Dong Hui's face turned pale and her lips trembled when she was told that. Fortunately, Shi Qingxue supported her and managed to stand still.
Zhou Ruyu watched with joy, thinking to herself that Dong Hui had made such a big mistake this time, and she would definitely not be able to take the position of the matron of the family.
When the time comes, her master will say a few nice words in front of the old lady, and he will be able to seize the power of giving.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ruyu cast another provocative look at Shi Qingxue: You are so capable, why don't you stand up for your mother again
It was expected that Mo Shujun was furious, and even if Shi Qingxue stood up, she would only get scolded.
Shi Qingxue sneered, ignoring Zhou Ruyu's provocation, and said sternly: "Grandma, don't be anxious. The most urgent task now is to put out the fire first and then hold accountable."
Mo Shujun calmed down a little after hearing this, and asked coldly: "What is Qingxue's plan to put out the fire?"
This time Zhou Ruyu didn't wait for Qingxue to answer, but she cleverly 'consoled': "Qingxue! Auntie knows that you feel sorry for your mother, but you don't even look at how long this has been? The person inside is your biological grandfather! You I'm afraid it's unfair to still protect your mother blindly, right?"
She accused Shi Qingxue of valuing Dong Hui higher than her own grandfather, as if the person in the ancestral hall was Shi Lei himself. This was to set Qingxue and Mo Shujun against each other!
Zhou Ruyu's abacus was so loud that she felt that Shi Qingxue's temper would definitely explode!
If you say anything angry then, Mo Shujun will be disgusted.
It's just that at this time, Shi Qingxue was no longer the charming young lady who could arouse anger with just a few words when she was young.
She didn't even bother to argue with Zhou Ruyu, she just glanced at Zhou Ruyu lightly, which made him frightened, then turned around to call for a servant, whispered a few words in his ear, and the latter followed the order and ran away.
Mo Shujun saw this and asked strangely: "What is Qingxue doing?"
Shi Qingxue showed a comforting smile to Mo Shujun, "Grandma, please don't worry, Qingxue has a way to put out the fire."
Zhou Ruyu couldn't help but snort again: "Who doesn't know how to say nice things? You won't be afraid of being tongue-tied when you praise such a big Haikou!"
"Shut up, me!" Mo Shujun finally couldn't help shouting, and stared at Zhou Ruyu coldly, so hard that he shrank his neck, and she didn't dare to say anything more.
At this time, the servant who originally ran down took more than ten servants, each holding a large wooden barrel in his hand, and rushed to the fire scene.
When Zhou Ruyu saw this, she snorted coldly in her heart: The fire was so big, and the yard was overgrown with vegetation. How many buckets of water could put out the fire once it started