Rebirth Of A Noble Daughter: The Marquis Manor’s Abandoned Wife

Lin Yunniang didn't regard the lives of others as fate at all, but just regarded her own illness as a disease.

"What about things?"

Lin Yunniang buckled the mirror on the table upside down. She didn't want to see her face now, she didn't want it in the mirror, and others didn't want it.

"East... something?"

The servant tightened his empty hand.

The things were not taken back.

"What about things?"

Lin Yunniang was starting to become impatient, and the resentment towards that person in her heart was even more layered.

When it was her turn to marry a female manager in the affairs of her guarding the country, it actually killed half of her servants. All of these newcomers were ignorant. They even took things. Can't get it back, so stupid, what else is she going to do?

The subordinate was also shocked by Lin Yunniang's so gloomy words, and he knelt directly on the ground with his knees bent.

"Madam, over there they said they were buying with silver. The villain didn't carry silver taels..."

Who said that you can get it when you go? Who said that as long as you report your name, not only will you give it, but you will also send it out in person, as much as you want?

Who said that the people over there respect them very much?

But why, he was almost beaten out.

Even if you sell such expensive things, you can't buy half a box.

And he didn't understand, how could someone use such an expensive thing? Someone bought it?

Lin Yunniang was stunned when she heard that she was going to buy with silver, and then she couldn't control her temper. She swept away everything on the table. If she didn't have that much energy, maybe even the table would It was turned off.

And the voice of Pili Bola also made those who were scared to kneel on the ground, all of them bowed down, afraid that Lin Yunniang would smash something again, and it would be their head.

Their wife, there is a pit in the brain.

Not only is it moody, but also nervous. It is the face that clearly hurts. If I don't know, I think she hurts her brain.

"Get off, get out of me!" Lin Yunniang smashed another thing, the wound on her face was cold and painful, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

It even felt that his sigh of breath was pressed against his chest, and it even made him unable to breathe.

She covered her chest, her face turned pale with anger, and it was even more distorted and a little bit mean.

Brother Hui stood at the door of King Jun’s Mansion, not sure whether to enter or not? After coming in this way, not only was his face hurt, but his heart was also hurt and uncomfortable.

But in the end he gritted his teeth and walked in.

Shen Qingrong is digging sweet potatoes in the yard. Such a large piece of sweet potatoes is well grown, and the yield is so high. It is amazing. Even if she has never planted fields, she knows that ordinary farmers Things, the best years, and the best land, it is absolutely impossible to produce more than ten thousand catties per mu, and the land they planted in their mansion actually produced ten thousand catties of sweet potatoes.

This thing can not only be used for cooking, it can also be made into dried sweet potatoes, or even ground into powder. Although it is not as good as flour, it can be mixed with fine noodles and the like to make a good nest.

She has eaten it herself, and the taste is actually acceptable.

These people who have fine grains are definitely not used to eating, and they feel a little hard to swallow, but for the poor, this is a life-saving thing. She was still worried about where the grain this winter will go. Buy, after all, they will serve porridge every year to save the homeless people in the capital, no more, no less, and a lot of food will be required after the winter, and in addition, it will be a famine. So food is very difficult to buy, and now with these sweet potatoes, she really doesn’t worry, even if she donates 10,000 catties to the national treasury, she can still get more than 1,000 catties here, just think about how she can Is it so beautiful?

Of course, now she doesn’t want anything else. Every day facing these sweet potatoes, her mood is better than every day. Even her complexion is gradually becoming more rosy. I don’t want to worry about the mess, there is nothing uncomfortable. Place.

Even those medicines dedicated to health preservation are no longer needed.

"why did he come here?"

Listening to the news that Dong brought, Shen Qingrong couldn't help but tightened his eyebrows slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and he was not happy at all.

"Wang Hao, don't like walking with them now?"

Listening to Dong asked carefully, she intuitively felt that the princess of her family was not such a prudent person, and how much he hurt these two juniors before was not much different from her own son.

But now, how come the princess has such an expression when he hears that the two cousins ​​are coming?

Shen Qingrong stood up and patted the dirt on his body again, "If they walk around in ordinary days, they come to see my elders, I am naturally welcome, but now..."

Shen Qingrong curled his lips lightly, "I don't know what they are here for, but I don't know anything about it. I don't want to go to the Three Treasures Hall. When I come here, I don't want this or that. I'm not their relatives. Mother, the things about my ten children, in total, are not as many as their two brothers." She just cleaned up how many messes they had in the dark, and didn't know how many?

The big one is better, but the small one has grown into a little dude.

Ting Dong also nodded. Shen Qingrong did not say that she still didn't realize it. But through her mention, Ting Dong just remembered that it seems to be like this. If you just walk around, it is naturally welcome, but every time. There is something, no matter whether it can be done or not, if you leave it behind, you have to leave. Even if it is the aunt of the prostitute, it is impossible to keep working like this.

"The princess, do you need to listen to Dong to send people out?" She could find ten reasons for people to leave.

"Forget it," Shen Qingrong sighed, "It's all here."

What kind of sin has she done in this life? How could there be such two nephews?

When she arrived in the front hall, Brother Hui was standing there, and seemed to be a little anxious waiting for others. When he saw Shen Qingrong coming in, he quickly paid a salute to Shen Qingrong.

"My aunt is well."

"Can't die yet."

Shen Qingrong said irritably, which also made Brother Hui extremely embarrassed, but he could only stand here with his scalp.

Shen Qingrong originally wanted to scold him a few more times, but seeing Brother Hui's gray-headed face and extremely thin appearance, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, how old he was, how could he have become so old of?

His grandfather and Lao Tzu are still there, do you want him to support a mansion alone?