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

Chapter 40
The two boys held Meng Yan in his arms, and the women hurriedly dressed him.

In just a moment, his coat was torn off and his belt was untied.

As we all know, ancient clothes did not have rubber bands. Once the belt was opened, the trousers had to fall off.

Thinking about that scene, three black lines appeared on Shen Qing's forehead.

Cao Xuemei still wanted to step forward to comfort her, but Shen Qing had already run away protecting Da Yaer Ya.

When they came in, the boy led them through the main entrance. When they went out, they were in a panic and couldn't find the person leading the way, so they wandered around the corridor and garden based on their memory.

Fortunately, I actually touched the door.

Just after stepping over the threshold, when he looked up, he saw a sedan chair parked outside the door, the curtain of the sedan chair had just been lifted, and a person was about to come out from inside.

"The master is back." A boy rushed out from behind them to greet them.

"Look! Let's go!" Da Ya gave a vicious Shen Qing.

The three of them ran out, ignoring Huo Lin, like a ghost.

Xiao Linzi saw it with sharp eyes and hurriedly caught up with the burden.

"Sisters, wait for me! What are you doing so fast?"

After running for almost half a mile, the three people in front stopped.

Erya leaned against the wall to wipe away her tears, and said bitterly: "I will never go to my aunt's house again, even if I am beaten to death."

Da Ya shook her head again and again, "I'm not going either, their house is too scary, and so is my aunt."

Shen Qing was calmer than the two of them, "At least their pastries taste pretty good."

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Da Ya stuffed the pastry in her pocket to her angrily.

The same goes for Er Ya, "I don't want it either."

Shen Qing was speechless. Huo Lin just came over, so she gave all the pastries to Huo Lin, "I brought them for you, keep them for you to eat on the way."

Huo Lin was about to ask them why they ran away, but when he saw such a good pastry, he forgot about it, put down the burden and took it with a smile, "Don't you all eat it? Then I will eat it all."

Shen Qing said: "Let's sell all these goods quickly, I have other things to do!"

In the east courtyard of the Meng family, Cao Xuemei sent away the three maids, and ordered someone to send her son back. The courtyard, which was still busy just now, suddenly became deserted.

Her confidant allowed her mother to come in from the outside and replied: "Madam, the master is here."

Cao Xuemei leaned tiredly against the beauty, "Why did he come back so early? Didn't he say he was going to Jingyang Mansion?"

"This servant doesn't know, madam..."

"Understood!" Cao Xuemei got up impatiently, straightened her clothes a little, glanced at the greased paper bag on the table from the corner of her eye, frowned in disgust, "throw that bag of dirty things away, it smells like oil ,it stink."

"Yes!" A maid came in and left with an oiled paper bag.

Mother Rong knelt down to help her put on her shoes, "Ma'am, why bother to be angry with the girls, they are still young and don't know anything, sending something is also an act of filial piety."

Cao Xuemei smiled sarcastically, "Didn't you see the way they looked at Yan'er? They all despised him for being a fool. My Yan'er had a miserable life. He was harmed by that bitch. A good child ended up like this. …”

As she spoke, she began to cry.

Rong's mother was in a complicated mood and had to persuade her, "Madam, what are you doing? It's been so long, and the bitch has turned into ashes. Even if you take her out of hell, it won't help. You'd better think about it." I will watch what happens next. Among the three girls, your niece Shen Qing is the prettiest and the smartest."

Cao Xuemei wiped the corners of her eyes, with a hint of pride in her expression, "Qing'er is naturally good. Da Ya and Er Ya are both like her mother, so ugly! As the saying goes, a mother is as ugly as a nest. It's true. It's just Qing'er. My daughter’s temperament is hard to control, and every child always wants to live a free and happy life, but how do they know that prosperity and wealth are the most important bargaining chips for a daughter’s family in her life.”

Mother Rong looked at her expression, and tried to ask: "What is Madam planning to do?"

Cao Xuemei sighed, "Tomorrow, ask the housekeeper to take a sedan chair to Crescent Moon Bay, pick up the two sisters, and I will take care of them from now on."

"Are they afraid they won't?"

"Then let my good brother-in-law invite her personally." Cao Xuemei's eyes flashed with malice.

"Ma'am, the master is here."

Cao Xuemei stood up quickly, with the gentlest and most flattering smile on her face, "Master!"

Meng Daishan is almost sixty, more than half older than Cao Xuemei, but the old man has a strong body, walks fast, and even his hair is gray. It seems that he has been well maintained, and there is a stern look between his brows.

He entered the hall, lifted his robe and sat down.

Cao Xuemei waited by her side, serving tea and water, "Master said yesterday that he was going to Su's house, and he only left in the morning, why did he come back again?"

Meng Daishan said with a stern face, "I met the manager of the Su family's messenger on the way."

"Which Su family?" Cao Xuemei exclaimed.

Meng Daishan gave her a warning look, and Cao Xuemei hurriedly bowed her head to admit her mistake, "I've overstepped the rules."

Meng Daishan took a sip of tea and then said: "It's the Su family in Jingyang Mansion. The queen and queen mother of this dynasty are all surnamed Su. You don't know this, so don't ask questions knowingly."

"I know something about this." After she married into the Meng family, she heard the old mothers in the house talk about the Su family, who were the true relatives of the emperor, the emperor's father-in-law, and the prince's maternal ancestors.

Everyone in the world said that the Su family would raise daughters. After the queen mother came out, the empress came out. They were a noble family, so there were so many people who wanted to marry a girl from the Su family, that even the girls from the Su family's offshoots and suitors had to wait in long lines. .

Not to mention how many men in the Su family are officials in the court,
Looking at the whole of Beixia, which aristocratic family has such glory.

But this Mr. Su is an idiot who can't afford to support him.

Mr. Meng said in a deep voice: "That's because my former wife is related to the old lady of the Su family. According to seniority, the eldest son of the Su family just now is my wife's nephew."

Cao Xuemei couldn't react for a while, she had never heard of this kind of kiss before.

Meng Daishan said solemnly: "You must be thinking why I didn't mention it before. It's not because my wife died early, and we are distant relatives of the Su family. We didn't often interact with each other before, and we didn't interact with each other much after that. But just now I said I heard that Mr. Su is coming to Qingquan Town to pay homage to his grandfather’s ancestral hall, isn’t it almost the Qingming Festival!”

"This...Master means that Mr. Su is going to pay homage to the Sang family's ancestral hall in Sangjia village?" Cao Xuemei tried hard to recall what the Sang family's ancestral hall looked like.

Meng Daishan was also worried about this. After Mrs. Sang's death, Meng Daishan forgot about the Sang family and couldn't think of it at all.

Moreover, the Sang family's connections are withered, and the survivors are all relatives who can't be reached.

As for the ancestral hall, it is estimated that it is also dilapidated.

He couldn't understand why Mrs. Su suddenly remembered this.

Meng Daishan was worried for a while, and then said: "I will ask to repair the ancestral hall. There is something more important right now, and I will let you know."

"Sir, please tell me."

"Mr. Su has come to Qingquan Town, so he wants to live in our house. You have to tidy up a courtyard quickly, and choose the best furniture. Don't lose face to our house. After this matter is done, you will have your own house." benefits." Meng Daishan urged carefully.

(End of this chapter)