Wen Qingzhu stood up, bowed his head and replied: "Reporting to my grandmother, it's just that my sister Qinghe saw that I can make lotus cake and wanted to learn, so I went over to teach her a few days ago."
The old lady looked at her steadily, her eyes very critical.
She had already sent someone to check and found out that Wen Qingzhu went there to make lotus cake.
In the middle of the journey, the kitchen was occupied by the real aunt’s people.
There was nothing unusual about this matter, the old lady waved her hand.
Wen Qingzhu returned to his seat.
There was a sudden silence in the room, and Aunt Wu and her daughter couldn't help but tighten their hands.
At this time, the fourth lady Yang walked in with Wen Qingxin.
Aunt Wu's heart skipped a beat for no reason.
"Mother." Yang has a lively personality and a loud voice.
As soon as she made a sound, everyone in the room looked over.
"Come and sit." The old lady was not surprised at all when she saw her coming.
Although I had told her not to come before.
"Grandma." Although Wen Qingxin was still in the confinement period, the old lady allowed her to come out this time.
She trotted up to the old lady, with red eyes, and said coquettishly: "Xin'er hasn't seen you for a while, and I almost cry thinking about you."
"Be good, Xin'er." The old lady comforted her and pulled her beside her to sit down.
Yang followed Wen Qingxin and sat down on the other side of the old lady.
The three of them chatted as if no one was around.
Wen Qingzhu had long been used to the people sitting below. Aunt Wu and her daughter were uneasy, while Aunt Yue and her daughter were watching their eyes, nose, and heart, silently.
After about a quarter of an hour, the room became quiet.
"Mr. Wu." The old lady raised her eyes and looked at Aunt Wu calmly.
Aunt Wu stood up quickly, knelt down and said, "Old Madam."
"Are you optimistic about the fourth girl's marriage?"
Hearing this, Wen Qinglan almost couldn't help but jump up.
Why are we still talking about her marriage
Aunt Wu glanced sideways at Wen Qinglan, then looked away and immediately replied: "To answer the old lady's question, the third master has been busy with official duties recently, so Lan'er's marriage has been put on hold for the time being."
"In that case, why don't I arrange a good marriage for the fourth girl." Yang suddenly interrupted.
Aunt Wu was well prepared and declined politely: "Thank you, Madam Fourth, for your concern. It's just about the fourth girl's marriage. My maiden's family intends to marry Lan'er, so..."
Yang raised her eyebrows and asked with a malicious smile: "But I heard that in the Wu family, the eldest brother is six years younger than the fourth girl. There is no suitable one."
Aunt Wu was angry in her heart. Could it be that these four ladies really wanted to play matchmaker for her Lan'er
With thousands of thoughts running through her mind, Aunt Wu decided to test the old lady's intentions.
So she replied: "There is indeed interest from my mother's side. After all, I still have many brothers. In fact, the most important problem is that our third bedroom lacks a mistress, otherwise Lan'er's marriage-"
Hearing her mention this matter, the old lady's expression dimmed, and she stopped and said: "You don't have to worry about the mistress, I have my own arrangements. As for the fourth girl's marriage, it is indeed time to put it on the agenda. After all, the third girl My marriage has been decided a long time ago, and the fourth girl can’t delay it any longer.”
Aunt Wu's hands were trembling slightly. The old lady was not planning to let her take the position!
no!
"Old madam! Although Lan'er has reached her age, she is my concubine's only daughter after all, and she is also the third master's heart. Let us, the third wife, take care of this marriage ourselves."
Aunt Wu gritted her teeth and refused the old lady.
Immediately, the old lady's expression darkened, and she said in a rather unkind tone: "Why, as the grandmother of the fourth girl, you can't be her master?"
Yang, who was sitting next to him, had a cheerful smile on his face.
If you dare to hurt my Xin'er and Liang'er, I will destroy your Lan'er!
Aunt Wu lowered her head even further: "What the old lady taught me is that I know I was wrong."
In the shadow where others couldn't see, her eyes were as if they were quenched with poison.
My hanging heart kept thinking, why hasn’t the person come yet
Just when Mrs. Yang was about to taunt Aunt Wu, Wen Shuquan's voice suddenly came from the door.
"Mother."
Wen Shuquan walked in with Wen Mingqian and Wen Mingxuan.
Yang's face turned dark immediately, and before she could speak, she was held down by the old lady.
Uncle Wen glanced around the room and found that everyone from Yanyuan was here.
Walking forward, he took his two sons to greet the old lady.
"Get up." The old lady raised her hand and motioned for them to take a seat.
When Wen Mingqian passed Aunt Wu, he nodded to her.
This scene happened to be seen by Wen Qingxin.
"Grandma, didn't Third Uncle say that he has been very busy recently and has no time to see you? Why are you here suddenly now?" Wen Qingxin asked deliberately.
After hearing this, the old lady felt at ease.
Looking at Aunt Wu who was kneeling, her eyes became increasingly dissatisfied.
After Uncle Wen sat down, he asked the old lady: "I dare my mother to invite them over, but what's the matter?"
The old lady smiled: "It's not that you don't have a mistress in your courtyard. Thinking that my birthday banquet is coming soon, Aunt Yue will be a housekeeper for the first time, but she is a bit unskilled. I called them all over and gave them a few instructions."
When Uncle Wen mentioned the matter of resuming the string again, blue veins jumped in his head.
But even though he was here, he couldn't help but reply.
"What mother said is that this rematch cannot be rushed. Sometimes it must happen in life."
The old lady knew his temper and didn't say much.
After all, her previous forced intervention had hurt the relationship between mother and son.
As the third eldest son in the family and her second son, the relationship between the two of them is already weak.
"Zi Yan, order someone to serve the food."
Zi Yan nodded and turned around to give instructions.
Wen Qingxin and Yang helped the old lady get up and walked to the dining table.
The people in the third room followed one after another, and after the old lady took her seat, the maids delivering food filed in.
After the food was served, everyone began to eat quietly without talking or sleeping.
Half an hour later, everyone returned to the front hall.
The old lady didn't look at Wen Shuquan and just chatted with Wen Qingzhu about needlework.
After sitting for more than a quarter of an hour, Wen Shuquan finally made sure that the old lady was fine, and then stood up to resign.
The old lady naturally agreed.
But Wen Mingqian was worried about his aunt and Wen Qinglan, and was a little reluctant to leave, so he paused twice.
Uncle Wen looked back and said coldly: "Qian'er, you have fallen behind in your recent homework and you need to take it seriously."
Wen Mingqian wanted to say something else, but Aunt Wu looked at him and shook her head slightly.
With no choice but to leave, Wen Mingqian could only follow Wen Shuquan.
When Uncle Wen and the others walked away, the old lady suddenly raised her eyes and asked sternly: "Ms. Wu! Do you know that you are wrong?"
Aunt Wu hurriedly knelt down, put her forehead to the ground, and said tremblingly: "I know my mistake!"
"Knowingly, here comes someone! Slap!" The old lady was really angry, and she actually dared to use Uncle Wen to suppress her.
Grandma Du and Grandma Sun, who were standing next to the old lady, walked up one after another.
Aunt Wu had already prepared herself. It would be a good deal to get beaten and delay Wen Qinglan's marriage.
Although Wen Qinglan knew it, she couldn't help but rushed forward and pushed Grandma Sun away.
"Go away! Who dares to hit my aunt!"
Wen Qingzhu was shocked. Wen Qinglan was so daring that she dared to act recklessly in Fushou Hall.
As expected, the old lady frowned, pointed at Wen Qinglan and said, "Hit her too!"
Grandma Sun immediately stepped forward and suppressed Wen Qinglan so that she could not move.
Bang bang bang!
Loud slaps echoed throughout the Fushou Hall.
Aunt Wu could still hold back. Wen Qinglan was young after all, so she burst into tears within two strokes.
These two nuns are the right-hand assistants around the old lady, and they are very powerful.
After dozens of slaps, blood oozed from both men's faces.
Wen Qinglan was even more miserable, with tears and blood flowing down her cheeks, soaking her embroidered collar.
Her voice became increasingly hoarse, and Aunt Wu struggled desperately to beg for mercy.
"Please old lady, please let Qinglan go! She is young and ignorant, she is still a child!"
The old lady never had any feelings for her aunt and concubine.
If Aunt Wu dares to plot against her and Wen Qinglan dares to disobey her, then she will just accept the beating obediently.
Wen Qingzhu looked at them steadily and realized that something didn't seem right.
How could Aunt Wu be so stupid
Just as she was thinking this, she raised her eyes and looked at the Yang mother and daughter in charge. They were extremely proud and in a happy mood.
Looking at this scene, Wen Qingzhu felt more and more something was wrong.
She turned to look at Aunt Yue, and their eyes met.
In a short moment, Wen Qingzhu understood.
Uncle Wen was here just now. Wen Mingqian must have tricked him into coming. He will definitely be punished when he returns to Zimingtang.
But if Aunt Wu and Wen Qinglan really go back with injuries -
Bitter meat trick!
Wen Qingzhu's heart tightened and he looked at the old lady. She had fallen into Aunt Wu's trap.
Although the people in the fourth room were happy, the relationship between the old lady and Wen Shuquan would only get worse.
This can't go on like this!
Wen Qingzhu stood up and said worriedly: "Grandma! Please stop punishing my aunt and fourth sister. If there is any mistake, my granddaughter is willing to share it with them."
Not to mention the old lady, even Yang and Wen Qingxin were particularly surprised.
Mother and daughter Wen Qingzhu and Aunt Wu have never dealt with each other. Why is she interceding for Aunt Wu and the others now
There is a difference between concubines and concubines, and this is a family matter of the third room.
The old lady raised her hand, and the two nuns immediately stopped.
"Are Qi Yatou's words against your will?" The old lady didn't believe that she was sincere at all.
Wen Qingzhu frowned and sighed, and explained: "Grandma, my aunt is my aunt after all. She gave birth to a son and a daughter for her father. She has no credit or hard work. The granddaughter does not care about the aunt's face, but also the fourth sister and Ming Qian's." face."
As soon as he said this, the old lady didn't understand.
She was actually plotted by an aunt!
The old lady closed her eyes, feeling even more angry in her heart, but she didn't show any of it on her face.
"Zi Yan, go get the Jiuzhiheheyuyuyu ointment."
When Aunt Wu, who was lying on the ground with her head bent, heard this, she immediately grasped the corners of her skirt tightly, and the hatred in her heart poured out like a flood.
Soon, Zi Yan brought the plaster and applied it to Aunt Wu and Wen Qinglan according to the old lady's instructions.
Half an hour later, most of the blood on their faces had faded.
Although the slap mark is obvious, it doesn't look like a big problem.
Aunt Wu knew that her plan had failed. After much hesitation, she decided to use her trump card.