Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Yang Xiulan endured the sore nose and finally looked at Shen Qing, but the emotion in her eyes seemed to be so heavy that Shen Qing couldn't help but look away, "Shen Qing, can you stop doing things so absolutely? What will I do with you?" If you have any grudges or grievances, you are going to hurt me again and again. Otherwise, take this and kill me. It will be over once and for all, and it will save me the suffering in this world!"

She handed Shen Qing a pair of scissors, which she took from the sewing basket in the house.

She had suppressed a lot of hatred, which was like poisonous sewage in her heart and was about to poison her to death.

Of course Shen Qing would not answer and asked instead: "What are you talking about? Do you think I was the cause of all these things? Then you really think highly of me. I don't have that ability. Besides, do I have that much time? "

Yang Xiulan didn't believe her explanation at all, "Huh! You know very well whether it was you who did it. Now it's fine. Isn't it satisfying for you to see my fate with your own eyes? Then why not kill me with one knife to put your mind at ease? Hate!"

Shen Hui stood in front of her sister and stood between them. After thinking for a moment, she said: "Xiu Lan, the person you hate is me. It has nothing to do with my sister. Otherwise, you can prick me with scissors a few times." As long as you can calm down and stop hating my sister."

She handed the scissors back and dropped the question.

Yang Xiulan held the scissors, her expression was wonderful. She originally wanted to pretend to be pitiful, but now it's better.

Shen Qing grabbed the scissors and threw them at Yang Xiulan's feet. He said with a stingy cold voice, "Don't threaten us with Yang Xiuwen's death. Yang Xiulan, the path you chose and now you are reduced to this situation is also your own." I don’t want to pay for your misery, I’m not that kind. As for aunt, please help her, don’t really die here.”

When Rong's mother heard that there was something going on, she thanked her gratefully and urged Yang Xiulan to help. They worked together to help Cao Xuemei away.

When He saw it, there was something going on!
So she followed suit, but for some reason, Shen Qing was particularly easy to talk to at this time and even let them go generously. However, she didn't ignore them completely. She sent someone to follow them.

Before Meng Chun left, he looked back at Luo Qin. After last night, Meng Chun had completely removed his mask. It was true that he had feelings for Luo Qin, but this feeling was insignificant compared to the Meng family's wealth.

After Meng Chun got his freedom, he immediately called the housekeeper and accountant to the study.

There are three people in the accounting room of Meng Mansion, one is in charge of the external accounts, one is in charge of the internal accounts, and there is also the general accounting room, which is in charge of money.

The old man is dead, and the accountants are holding on to the account books and feeling uneasy.

But before Meng Chun could find out the account, Cao Xuemei came to kill him, with a few cronies behind him.

The momentum was so fierce that something big was going to happen at first glance. Unfortunately, the mourning hall in Mengdai Mountain was only guarded by an old servant, and it was empty and deserted.

"Meng Chun, please explain to me clearly how many shops our family has in Jingyang Mansion, how many are under the master's name, and how many you have secretly transferred away. You have to calculate all these for me. Understand, otherwise I will never be done with you!"

Maybe I had to pretend to be a loving mother and a filial piety in the past, but now I don’t have to do that at all, which saves my worries.

Meng Chun was sitting behind the desk, and a little maid with a good face squatted at his feet, giving his knees hot compresses and massaging them, very thoughtfully and carefully.

When his stepmother asked, he took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner and said, "What did my mother say? Our family's property is not all in the hands of our father? You and my father are husband and wife, you should know better than me." That’s it.”

Cao Xuemei was furious, "Stop pretending to be confused with me!" She faced the accountants standing aside with their heads bowed, "Tell me how much property I have in Jingyang Mansion, and who owns it." In your name, if you don’t make it clear, I won’t be able to spare you!”

The three accountants were trembling with fear.

The people who know the most secrets in a house are not the servants or the housekeepers, but the accountants.

Whether you want to buy private property, buy jewelry for a concubine, or deal with some dirty things, you need to transfer money from them.

But I know that if I say some things, I am afraid that the old lady will faint from anger.Not only Cao Xuemei knew about the trouble, but the concubines that Meng Daishan married knew that their backer was gone and they had to think about their future livelihoods. So when they heard that Cao Xuemei and Meng Chun were settling accounts in the study, they rushed over in annoyance and crowded at the door. , to divide the family property.

"Madam, I have been with the master for three years. Although I have not given birth to a child, I have had a miscarriage. Now that the master is gone, you cannot leave nothing. You have to pay for our resettlement."

"That's right, what we don't want is much. A few hundred taels of silver and some land and shops are enough for us to make ends meet."

"I want two shops in the south of town!"

"I need a farm. Madam, give me a small farm, preferably one close to the town."

"I, I want a house."

A rough calculation showed that there were at least a dozen people crowded at the door, with all kinds of requests.

Meng Daishan is lustful and loves the new and hates the old.

There were many women here, but he only slept with them for a few nights and then forgot about them. He didn't even remember that there was such a person.

Some of them are cheated, some are forced, and of course some are voluntary.

What's even more shocking is that there are two widows who were brought in by Meng Daishan for dozens of taels of silver.

These women are paid monthly, and except for the favored ones, everyone else is treated similarly.

Cao Xuemei felt disgusted and usually didn't care about them at all. Anyway, everyone went to the accounting office to collect money.

But now, the old man is dead, and they actually jumped in front of him and started shouting, which made Cao Xuemei so angry that she almost broke her teeth.

She lost her grace, forgot about her grudge with Shen Qing, and even forgot about the poisoning.

Putting down his dignity, he stood at the door of the study and argued with these concubines.

"Bah! So what if you have been with me for three years? You are not the only one who has been with me for three years. You want to divide the family property? Dream! All the property of the Meng family belongs to my son. I will never let anyone dare his idea. After him, and you! She's just an actress, a dirty piece of shit, come here, drag her away and throw her out of the Meng family!"

She is the mistress of the Meng family, and she should be dignified.

Unfortunately, Meng Chun is also here.

Although she was married to a matchmaker, Meng Yan could not bear the big responsibility. The family would still rely on Meng Chun in the future, so the servants all looked at Meng Chun, waiting for him to say something.

Rong's mother was so angry that she rushed forward and pulled the actor out of the crowd. She pulled him out by his hair.

"Don't worry, madam, I will throw this thing out of the house right now!"

The actor was wearing heavy makeup, his scalp hurt from being pulled, and he was screaming.

Rong's mother was big and round, so she ignored her screams and dragged her away like an eagle catching a chick.