"How much does his girl want?" The old lady asked eagerly before Li could finish speaking.
The second child has only one son in front of her. The old lady still wants to have another grandson, but there has been no movement for so many years. In fact, the old lady doesn't have much hope in her heart. Now, An Xinyou has given up the one who can't lay eggs. After the chicken is divorced, it is business to marry again as soon as possible.
Because Mrs. Li returned to Beijing, even the old lady felt that the An family was different, and she looked down on girls from ordinary families.
Now that she heard that she was also a girl from an official family, she became anxious instantly and wished that she could marry her grandson right away.
Li Shi smiled and said, "Mom, don't be anxious. I think this is something we should show our sincerity to first. Our family knows that Xin You is a very wise boy, but outsiders don't know. This betrothal gift is natural." The higher the better.”
Hearing what Li said, the old lady curled her lips in displeasure, "Now this girl's family all loves money."
Mrs. Li rolled her eyes in her heart, but she had the nerve to say that she loved money. She was so noble, but why had she never betrothed An Hongye to a beggar on the street?
To put it bluntly, you only see the blackness of others but not yourself.
"That's what mother said, but now is not the time to care about it. The most important thing is to open up the An family first. I thought I would ask my siblings how much money the father-in-law can give. If it is about the same, I will send someone to give it. Let the girl draw a small portrait and show it to Xin You first. Will it catch his eye?" Mrs. Li coaxed her with nice words.
At this moment, the old lady's mouth began to smile, as if the girl would follow An Xinyou as long as their family gave out money.
The old lady quickly asked Grandma Zhu to deliver the message in person, "Go, they both happen to be at home, so come over to discuss it."
It is natural for the old lady to feel distressed when she takes out the money, but the betrothal gift given to her will be brought back as a dowry by her daughter-in-law.
Although the dowry is the daughter-in-law's own thing, as long as it is not separated, it will always be kept in the An family. When the daughter-in-law grows old, her dowry will naturally belong to her children, and it will still belong to the An family.
From the old lady's expression, Li could tell at a glance what she was thinking.
It's so ridiculous, and you don't even think about the possibility that you might be a matchmaker for An Xinyou? She wished that the second wife of the An family was dead, but now that her father had just returned to Beijing, some people might be staring at the An family, so she was restrained in doing things.
Otherwise, there is no need to beat around the bush like this.
This is just like managing servants. Why should the maids below be divided into three grades? A sweet date core is hung far away to give everyone a head start.
There are only a few first-class girls, how can everyone have a chance?
Just like now, there is no such person at all. Li said a few random words just to call Zhang over, and then asked for the money from the public.
After a while, Mr. An came slowly. He saw that his walking posture was a little wrong, and he walked very slowly. Finally, he arrived at the house, with sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Mom, sister-in-law." Standing in the middle, she greeted her first.
Compared with An Xinyou's arrogance and domineeringness, Mr. An has many other problems besides being lustful and lazy.
"Where is she?" The old lady looked unkind and did not know Zhang's name.
Mainly, Second Master An never cares about family matters. He comes here by himself, which is of no use at all.
Second Master An sat down on the chair, leaning slightly to one side, and unnaturally adjusted his gown with his hands, "She is unwell."
"Why are my brothers and sisters sick? Is it important? It's cold now, and it's easy to be blown by the cold wind." Before the old lady could get angry, Li Shi pretended to be concerned and asked Second Master An.
The embarrassing news caused by the second bedroom yesterday could not be hidden from Li's ears, but the old lady also noticed it. Li had gone out early in the morning. Even if she didn't know about the scandal of the second bedroom, it was reasonable.
Second Master An was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look at Mrs. Li. He touched the tip of his nose unconsciously with his fingers, his eyes wandering and he didn't know where to look. "No, it's nothing serious."
The old lady snorted coldly at the side. Don't say that her son was embarrassed and panicked. The problem was that the old lady felt that his face was red and he was so old that he didn't know anything about it!
It's just that it's not easy for the old lady to say this kind of thing openly, and her son has reached the age of having grandchildren. As a mother, she really doesn't want to talk if she still asks who took the initiative on his son's bed.
However, the more she couldn't ask, the more the old lady put this account on Zhang's head.
When she was young, Mrs. Li was very good-looking, and she glanced at her lustful second son a few times. Mrs. Zhang instigated the eldest daughter-in-law at that time to waste a good time on Mrs. Li.
It's normal for young people to be sour and jealous, not to mention that it's just a concubine, and the old lady doesn't take it seriously.
After so many years, Mrs. Li has always known how to avoid suspicion. Even yesterday, when she saw Second Master An coming back, she left immediately.
On the other hand, the one who was jealous at the beginning pretended not to get up from the bed and sent his man over to discuss things. Is this ridiculous?
"Sick? I think she is hypocritically ill. Go and drag her here and let me see how sick she is!" This was when the old lady was angry with Mrs. Zhang. The more she acted like a monster, the angrier the old lady became.
"Mom, don't be angry." Second Master An originally wanted to persuade her, but as soon as he called her, he changed his mind immediately when he saw the old lady's eyes as if she wanted to eat someone.
"Why are you interfering in women's matters?" The old lady blocked Mr. An's mouth rudely.
Second Master An nodded, yes, it's better to keep his mouth shut.
At this moment, she was sitting uncomfortably. She turned sideways and leaned her whole back on the chair, completely forgetting about Mrs. Zhang.
The old lady gave the death order, and Zhang's side had to come.
When the curtain was lifted, they saw Mrs. Zhang's whole body wrapped tightly, as if she had chickenpox and was afraid of a stroke. His lips were a little white, and his face was still swollen and bruised, as if he had been beaten.
Her eyelids were swollen from crying, and only the swollen area seemed to be shining through, which made Mrs. Zhang's complexion even worse.
Xu was not restrained yesterday. Even wearing clothes with a stand-up collar, he could not hide the blush on his neck.
It was only then that Mr. An Xu saw clearly what kind of qualities the hungry wife had yesterday. She was so lustful that she cared about face. He glanced at Ms. Zhang a few times and squeaked uncontrollably.
