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

Chapter 59

"You are their aunt, so taking care of them is a matter of course. I will send someone to pick them up tomorrow, Madam, just don't worry."

"Then thank you very much, master." Cao Xuemei half covered her face with a veil, hiding her ulterior motives.

Xing'er stood under the eaves and called him, "Master Meng, my young master told you to come in!"

Meng Daishan: "Alright, here we come."

The two straightened their clothes a little, then walked in with their heads down.

Two shaded lamps were burning in the main hall, and the screen separating it from the inner room had been removed, so they stood in the hall and could answer the conversation from a distance without approaching.

Su Jing had moved to the couch under the window. It was midnight, but he was getting better. He was holding a bowl of glutinous chicken porridge and eating it nonchalantly.

Shao Wenhong has gone to rest, and now only Hongxiang is on the sidelines.

"My lord, someone brought it here." Xing'er bowed and stood beside him and replied.

Meng Daishan raised his eyes a little, and before he could meet Su Jing's eyes, he knelt down in fright, "Young master, please greet me!"

As soon as he knelt down, Cao Xuemei naturally had to kneel down too, but while kowtowing, she took the opportunity to see Su Jing's face.

hiss!Her originally calm heart lake seemed to be thrown a big rock, causing a huge splash.

It's not that he is weak, he hasn't been off his medicine all these years, but apart from being thinner and paler, there is no other difference from ordinary people.

There is even a kind of sickly beauty. A woman of her age is simply... simply...

Cao Xuemei couldn't think about it anymore, because now her heart was shaking, her face was flushed, her hands were trembling, and she almost couldn't kneel down.

"What's wrong with Mrs. Meng?" Su Jing frowned displeased.

Hong Xiang glared at the old woman sarcastically, wanted to scold a few words, but didn't dare, the master was very strict.

"Madam, hurry up and get up." Meng Daishan thought she was embarrassed, and his voice sounded anxious.

Ping'er hurried forward to help him up, but it was very difficult for her to help, so she glanced suspiciously at the flushed master.

"Maybe... maybe it's too stuffy in this room. Master, please allow me to go out and get some fresh air."

"Go, go!" The disgust in Meng Daishan's eyes almost overflowed. He really came from a small family and couldn't stand on the stage. If his wife was still there...

Seeing that someone had gone out, Meng Daishan hurriedly confessed to Su Jing, "Country women, you have never seen the world, so don't be offended, my lord."

Su Jing put down the bowl, then slowly took out the handkerchief and wiped her mouth, "I called you here in the middle of the night because of my lack of consideration."

Meng Daishan said quickly: "Young master, what are you talking about? I am lucky to be summoned by you!"

There is a small couch by the window in the opposite study, where you can sleep or take a nap.

Shao Wenhong was already asleep, but he was woken up by this movement. Listening to Su Jing's high-sounding words, the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

In terms of clothing, this person can be called a god.

Cao Xuemei came to the yard and breathed in the cool late night air. It took a while to calm down.

Ping'er was also in a complicated mood, and couldn't help but said: "Madam, was that really Mr. Su?"

Cao Xuemei lowered her head, staring at a shadow in front of her feet.

She didn't know what to say, but Ping'er was so excited that she couldn't hide her words, "Young Master Su is the most handsome man I've ever seen, and I don't know what his wife looks like."

"Master Su is not married yet!" Cao Xuemei said in a sullen tone.

Ping'er didn't notice her strangeness, and said enviously: "Oh, wouldn't that mean that many boudoir daughters are going crazy." It's a pity that her life is not good. Even death is worth it.

Cao Xuemei looked gloomy and snorted coldly: "I heard that he was weak and took medicine as long as he could remember. He grew up stumbling all the way. Although he was in a wealthy family, he never enjoyed much happiness and there was no mess around him. He was the most beautiful woman. I don’t know who will be lucky enough to marry such a clean man in the future.”

Ping'er heard that this was wrong, and squinted at her, but saw that the master seemed to be in a trance.

Hong Xiang stood behind and smiled mockingly, "This lady is not young anymore, is the child in the family an adult?"

Both the master and the servant were startled. Cao Xuemei felt guilty, while Ping'er was simply frightened.

Cao Xuemei turned around and saw the sarcasm in Hong Xiang's eyes, and she suddenly became angry. No matter how low her position was, she was still a master, not a slave.

Seeing that she was angry, Hongxiang smiled instead, "It's my fault for asking. Madam, please don't be offended. In fact, Madam looks not very old at all, only over 30. She is a perfect match for Mr. Meng."

Cao Xuemei was suffocated again, it didn't feel good to be poked at a sore spot.

An old husband and a young wife, and the age spots on Meng Daishan's face are all exposed, if it is her father-in-law, it is almost the same, but it is her husband-in-law.

There is no shortage of bedrooms in Mengdaishan, and there are also beautiful maids serving in the study, so I didn't come to her bedroom for a long time.

Not only did she marry an old man, she was also disliked and neglected.

Every time she thought of this, Cao Xuemei became extremely angry.

Hongxiang felt bored when he saw that she remained silent and only stared at him with a pair of gloomy eyes, "Madam, don't worry, the young master should have finished speaking soon."

In fact, calling them here in the middle of the night must be something serious?

That's not necessarily true. For Su Jing, everything that is unreasonable is reasonable. It just depends on whether he is happy or not.

So Meng Daishan was honest, stood in the hall, and listened for half an hour about the renovation of Sang's ancestral hall, from what kind of wood to choose, to what kind of paint to paint, to the furnishings, and then told him that the Meng family would not live there. , It’s nice to live in this villa.

It's a pity that at Meng Daishan's age, he was cold, sleepy and tired, and it was really too much for him.

When someone helped him out, he was already dizzy, with more breath and less breath.

On the way back, Cao Xuemei gave him comfort while asking: "Young Master, what have you confessed?"

"Alas..." Meng Daishan just sighed.

Cao Xuemei didn't understand what he meant, whether it was yes or no.

After a while, Meng Daishan seemed to have calmed down and said slowly: "Master Su will not live in our house anymore, so he will stay here."

"What? Then..." Cao Xuemei felt cold.She has spent so much money and thought on it, and she won't go if she doesn't want to go. Although this person looks like an immortal, his temperament is really hard to fathom.

Meng Daishan sighed again, "He won't go, but I have to come to say hello every day. There is also the matter of Sang's ancestral hall. The young master has to personally take care of it. Fortunately, Chun'er is back. With his help, I can finally Take a breath." It's a pity that he has such an old bone. He still has to deal with it like this, and he doesn't know how many years he will lose from his life.

Cao Xuemei lowered her eyes and hid the displeasure in her eyes, "Then I will ask someone to bring Yan'er back today. The other courtyard is deserted and there are no parents around to look after her. I'm afraid the servants won't be careful."

Meng Daishan glanced at her and said, "Yan'er should live there first! This time Chun'er will bring his daughter-in-law back together, it's inconvenient for Yan'er to be at home."

Cao Xuemei tucked her hands in her sleeves and tightly squeezed her palms, "But I heard that you have a famous doctor by my side, so I want to invite you to have a look for Yan'er."

(End of this chapter)