Everyone immediately looked at the people in the big room, and then at the people in Wang's room, with complicated expressions.
Zhu's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and she was as disgusted as if she had eaten a fly when the villagers looked at her!
Wen Jiafu was anxious and angry. What did the fourth child mean? He knew that his family had to burn incense to worship their ancestors today. Did they dress so gorgeously to steal his limelight on purpose
Guo Qianni is the most discerning: "The cloaks worn by the Fourth Uncle's family should have been given by the Seventeenth Young Master."
Even in the capital, few people can afford such fine fur.
There is also a cloth for the cloak, but it is made of gold brocade, which is only used by the nobles in the palace. Every inch of brocade is precious! The annual output is very small, and only some important officials occasionally receive rewards from the emperor.
It can be said that only the real Tianhuang nobles can afford it!
Wen Yu is the person least willing to accept the facts!
She couldn't accept that the person she thought looked down on was suppressing her!
Thinking of what Guo Qianni found out from Wen Ran, she sighed: "Bah, what's so great, maybe it's picking up other people's second-hand goods! Isn't it normal to help others as a cook and the master to reward them with old clothes? ? No matter how beautifully you dress, you are still acting like a servant, so there is nothing to show off! It’s just to gain face in front of the master!"
Yongfu's wife asked in surprise: "What servant?"
Wen Yu: "Don't you know? A nobleman from the Seventeenth Master came that day. The fourth uncle's family helped their family cook, so they gave him a treat! Wen Ran said this himself!"
"No way! Who would give such a generous gift to a helper at home? Besides, the prefect is here too!" Someone said in disapproval. The jade bed he gave me was a gift!
"What kind of generous gift is that? In the eyes of wealthy people, it's just a drop in the bucket! The magistrate did it because they did him a favor. They gave him such a generous gift. They obviously wanted to repay the favor and have nothing to do with it in the future! To avoid being entangled with others. !”
The villagers vaguely felt that Wen Yu was wrong, but they could not find any other reason.
"Pfft!" Wen Nuan couldn't help laughing.
Wen Yu's face frightened: "Why are you laughing?"
Nuan Nuan didn't say anything but looked at Wen Yu with a half-smile, looking at her as she puffed out her chest and felt confident.
This kind of self-deception and self-righteous ignorance is really funny!
He actually took Wen Ran's words to fool them seriously!
Please keep it up!
She silently admired her self-righteousness from the sidelines!
Wen Yu felt uncomfortable as Wen Nuan looked at her like an idiot. Just as she was about to say something, Xiao Zhu held her back: "Mom, can you light up the incense?"
When Zhu heard this, he laughed! She looked at the village chief and said with a smile: "Village Chief, can we start lighting the incense? Who will burn the incense this year?"
"Sister Wan has been selected for the Qianqiu Banquet. This is a great honor. Naturally, the rich family will be the one to offer the incense."
Mrs. Zhu looked at Mrs. Wang: "Sister, I heard that the village chief went to the clan leader and said that he wanted you to put incense sticks on your head this year. You are dressed so dignified and gorgeous today. Do you want to put on incense sticks on your head? If you want to, I Let’s give up the family wealth to Jiarui! Anyway, our family goes to school every year, and this year will be the best!”
After Zhu said this, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and sneered.
So what if Wang deliberately dressed so gorgeously to put her down
Only his sons and grandsons are eligible to offer incense!
Mrs. Zhu heard that the village chief had told several clan elders that he wanted Wen Jiarui to burn incense sticks on his head this year, but several clan elders opposed it!
This must be Wang taking advantage of the good relationship between her family and the village chief's family to deliberately build a relationship and let the village chief speak for them!
It's a pity that even relying on connections can't match the abilities of her children and grandchildren!
The patriarch's eyes are not blind. Don't they know who is truly capable and can bring glory to the village
I want to wear incense and dream!
Wang rolled her eyes and said calmly: "You don't have to give in."
What did Zhu want to say.
Wen Nuan suddenly said: "Feng An, He Ping."
Their family was going to burn incense today, and she wanted to see who dared to stop it!
Feng An and He Ping immediately walked up: "Master, where are these sacrifices placed?"
Wen Jiarui pointed to a large long table in the middle of the ancestral hall: "Put it under the table first, and I will put it on top."
Zhu's face stiffened.
What the hell is Master
The villagers also looked at Wen Jiarui in surprise.
Why are these two people called Mr. Wen Jiarui
Wen Jiafu looked at He Ping and Feng An and said seriously: "Who are you? The Wen family worships their ancestors. How can outsiders like you touch these sacrifices? Isn't this disrespectful to our ancestors?"
"We are the stewards of the master's family. It is our duty to take care of all the affairs of the master's family!"
Wen Jiafu: "What's in charge?"
Wen Jiafu suspected that he heard wrongly.
Feng An: "We are the ones bought by the master and are responsible for helping manage all affairs in the government."
The person who bought it
So they are servants of the Wen Jiarui family
Wen Jiarui's family actually bought a servant
Oh My God!
The villagers were completely shocked!
They had occasionally seen these two people coming in and out of Wen Jiarui's house before. They thought they were Wen Jiarui's friends, but they didn't expect that they were actually servants!
The three brothers Wen Jiarui and Wen Chun began to open the food boxes and placed the sacrifices prepared in layers of food baskets on the long table one by one.
Wen Jiafu looked in disbelief: "Fourth, have you bought someone?"
His family didn't even have a buyer, they just hired a woman in the name of a restaurant to do the cooking, laundry and other chores at home!
Wen Jiarui took out a plate of sacrifices from the food basket and placed it on the table. He nodded and said lightly: "Yes."
Wen Jiafu looked at him sadly: "Fourth child, when did you become so vain? What do you have at home to take care of for others? You actually imitated others and bought people?"
Also buy a steward! No, it’s two stewards!
Is this for others to manage his few acres of land
There is no way to pretend to be cool anymore!
"I run a restaurant and I don't even have a manager at home! Do you know that only people with a big family and a big business need to be in charge? Didn't you deliberately invite two people to show off? I heard that you told the village chief that you wanted to be on the first post this year. It’s fragrant, so please invite two people to pretend! Stop pretending! Brother, I’ll let you burn incense on your head!”
Wen Wenwen looked at Wen Jiafu with a smile: "Uncle, what you said is strange! If your family doesn't have a steward, what does it have to do with my family? Doesn't it mean that if your family doesn't have a steward, my family can't have a steward? Besides, if my father wants to get incense on his head, he can't have a steward. If it’s not your turn, why should you give in?”
Wen Yu sneered after hearing this: "It's as if your father is the most qualified to serve as the incense stick, but it's not my father's turn? Why? Some people are just arrogant! They have no respect for their elders!"
Wen Nuan said calmly: "It's up to me!"
Wen Yu laughed out loud this time: "What for you? Are you the god of plague? If you go to burn incense, our ancestors should cry!"
As soon as Wen Yu said these words, some people couldn't help laughing.
The God of Plague is a warm standard!
In the past, no one in the country knew that warmth was the god of plague.
Wen Hou raised his fist: "Who are you talking about?"
Wen Chun looked at Wen Yu coldly: "I don't know what to say!"
Wen Xin looked angry: "Shut up! Who is the God of Plague? Do you know who you are talking to?"
With so many people here, I don’t believe they dare to take action! Wen Yu looked disdainful and asked provocatively: "Who is she? Isn't she the God of Plague? Is she a princess, a princess, a county lord, a country prince, a queen, or a queen mother?"
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