The words were half mixed, which made Shen Nanyi's voice harsh, and she just wanted to stamp her feet and spit.
She really stomped, but she was grabbed by Peng when she just opened her mouth.
She looked at Peng's quiet glance and felt a chill in her heart. She saw Peng turning her head back again and looking at Rong. Dundun's voice sounded like cold water, and she could taste a hint of chill. Cool taste.
"It's just a child's tantrums. There is no need to treat them so seriously. After all, Sister Yi and the others are still living in the house, and they can't see each other without raising their heads. This apology hurts the friendship. Wouldn't it be bad to get along with each other in the future? Do you always knock your tongue?"
Mrs. Peng spoke so kindly, with a down-to-earth and generous attitude.
Mrs. Rong's expression darkened, and just as she was about to speak, Mrs. Yin, who was sitting next to her, said, "I didn't apologize, but now I have hurt my friendship. Look at the two monkeys... To put it harshly, then All we have to do is draw the sword and meet him."
Mrs. Rong hesitated to say that it was as serious as death, but Old Mrs. Yin turned her head and looked at her sternly, "So I told your mother earlier that these sisters have been spoiled by us, and Sister Yi will inevitably If you want to be offended, if your niece and mother really don't live together, it's better to go back."
Mrs. Rong choked, "Old lady..."
"What the old lady said is that Mr. Fang Fang made all the accusations. I thought about it in private and realized that it was my fault. I was the one who spoiled Sister Yi. Look, she caused a lot of trouble just because of a piece of clothing. What if..."
Mrs. Peng huffed and walked up to Rong Qiyi, grabbed her hand and patted it.
After all, it was a hand that was getting better every day. The brittle nails were trimmed like a little lotus that had just emerged. They were pointed and thin. Rong Qiyi twisted it a little, and Peng gently moved it back, and the back of his hand was covered. A few red marks were scratched out.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Peng still held her tightly, and Rong Qiyi couldn't break it off, so she had to let Mr. Peng rub her and listen to her talk, "If there is any big disagreement, how can I feel at ease and how can I agree with her?" Do you want me to explain?"
Rong's lips pursed and she was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mrs. Yin's long sigh, "No."
Mrs. Yin was talking sweetly, her half-closed eyelashes revealed a long ray of light, and she turned her head towards the restrained Rong Qiyi.
"I know you are also a filial person. Although your aunt married you before you were born, but they are connected by blood, you must have sympathy for your aunt and your brother from the bottom of your heart. I also understand that you have left I am here to take care of your aunt, but now that you and Sister Yi have been arguing every three days and five days, if this continues, it will only make your aunt tossed and turned and worried."
Rong Qiyi didn't know how to refute these words.
Mrs. Yin simply didn't expect her to say anything nice. She put her hand on her temples and smiled, "Master, do you think this is true?"
When the conversation changed, everyone's eyes fell on Shen Shi.
Shen Shi was sitting in an armchair, with his head slightly lowered to face the light. His whole face seemed to have fallen into ink. He was gloomy and his voice was very slow and heavy. "What mother said is..."
After sleeping in the same quilt for more than ten years, Rong didn't know that Shen Shi was a person who only listened to his mother's words, so she didn't dare to let him talk any more, and she quickly burst into tears, "It's my fault, I used to It’s not like that. I don’t know if it’s because I’m pregnant or because of Brother Zhuo’s incident, but my temper is getting more and more sentimental...”
This sentence turned the tide, and finally reminded Shen Shi of the anger in his belly. The face that was originally congested seemed to be frozen at the moment, and it was terrifyingly cold. Even the hum that rolled out of his throat was tinged with the slightest chill.
"It's not your fault. If someone didn't take evil from it, how could things like this happen?"
Because of Peng's words as a guarantee, Shen Nanyi now felt a little bit guilty after hearing what happened to Shen Wenzhuo. He only became more angry and said, "What dad said is, that's why. It was our fault, and my mother tried her best to make up for it, but unfortunately, her good intentions were in vain, causing this girl Yi to be busy ejaculating... If this spreads outside, and others laugh at us, they may not laugh at dad. In a word, are you afraid of Master Rong?"
There was a bang.
Shen Shi stood up with a slap on the table, blushed and scolded Shen Nanyi, "This is outrageous! Are you allowed to say this? It can be seen that it is indeed as your grandmother said, your mother did not educate you well. I am here today, and I will I have to whip you hard so that you don’t dare to grow another mouth and tongue and chew random words!”
With that said, Hehe shouted and ordered the chief to weave the vines over.
When Mrs. Peng heard this, she stood in front of Shen Nanyi with a shocked face, "Master, Sister Yi is outspoken. She deserves to be punished for being disrespectful, but you have to think carefully about what she said. Is it true? Is this reasonable? After all, she is also the legitimate daughter of the Shen family. How can she let others ride on her head? Isn’t this the same as showing someone a slap on her face with a smile on her face? "
But Shen Shi didn't listen and insisted on using vines to weave out the bad breath.
Mrs. Peng had no choice but to turn to Mrs. Yin for help.
Old Mrs. Yin's brows were furrowed by the noise, and she couldn't even rub it with her hands to loosen it. Then she saw Mrs. Peng's eyes filled with sincere tears, one after another, which seemed to be the edge of Mr. Rong's sleeves. The gold thorns shone so brightly that she felt dizzy.
She couldn't help but shouted, "Shut up, everyone!"
The voice was murmuring, and the room that was still noisy fell silent for a moment, like a cauldron with firewood pulled out.
Except for Shen Nanbao, everyone looked at Old Mrs. Yin tremblingly like chickens in the rain.
As for Old Mrs. Yin, it was as if the sound she had made just now had escaped her throat and exhausted all her strength, so she was now unprecedentedly weak. Even her tone seemed to be hanging in the clouds, so powerful.
"If it's a big deal, you all have to lift the roof off to be satisfied!"
Shen Shi covered his sleeves with his hands and his face trembled, "Mother, mother, but Sister Yi, she..."
"Sister Yi made a mistake and deserves to be punished, but when can't she be punished? Do you have to punish her now? After all, you are the Secretary of General Affairs, how can you not distinguish between priorities?"
After Mrs. Yin finished speaking, she did not look at Shen Shi, but raised her chin slightly to face Mr. Rong, "Mother, I know you are wronged because of Brother Zhuo, but this matter has passed. No matter how cliché it is, isn't it? You have to make the whole family miserable before you can feel at ease?"
Rong was startled and said hurriedly: No.
Seeing that she was about to wipe her tears again, Mrs. Yin stopped warmly, "Put away those tears of yours. Don't think that by dazzling my eyes, you can make my head dizzy as well."
When she said it straight to the point, Rong almost felt as if she had been stripped naked and exposed to the public.
Old Mrs. Yin said that no matter how embarrassed she looked, she just looked at Rong Qiyi, "You are a sensible person. Now that your grandmother is sick, you still have to worry about her less. As for these clothes..."
Old Mrs. Yin looked at it and saw that the buckle of the plate was torn out and the thread was hanging on the brocade, looking precarious. She said in a slightly nervous tone, "Look, it didn't suffer much, so let's leave it like that. I'll ask Zhang Shilian to get another set for you tomorrow." , it’s not a rare thing anyway, Shen Mansion can have as many as they want.”
The last sentence was airy, mixed with a hint of contempt. Rong Qiyi was still young and tender-skinned. After hearing this, she froze in the center of the earth, and her lips were not concealed at all, and she was holding back for a long time.
When Shen Nanyi saw this, she finally felt a breath of bad breath. Before she could laugh, Old Mrs. Yin's scolding came all over her face, "And you, who was born in a pile of rich clothes and fine food, have never seen any good things. Do you have to have something like this? Are you going to rip off people's clothes and show your cleverness? Are you going to bury the reputation that our Shen family has accumulated so easily?"
The more he talked, the more he remembered the past things. Those piles of things piled up in his mind, which made his voice become cold and sharp. "If you ask me, I can't even whip you. I have to beat you with a rod. You can't beat me." Your butt is blossoming and you can’t get out of bed for ten and a half days, then you realize you’re wrong!”
Shen Nanyi felt as if the sky was falling. Her legs gave out and she knelt on the ground. She kowtowed with a white face, "Grandma, I'm just so angry. It was obviously because I wanted to thank my uncle..."
Old Mrs. Yin didn't want to hear this at all, so she threw the tea cup and threw it on her, "Thank you, uncle. Thank you, uncle. You miss him all day long. Are you afraid that people won't know that you love him, and that you will get married on your own?"
Old Mrs. Yin glanced sideways at Rong Qiyi, who looked rather gloating about her misfortune. She narrowed her eyes and said decisively: "Let me tell you that if you give up on this idea, our sister from Shen Mansion will never marry the founding Earl. If the government mixes with you, don’t blame me for removing you from the family tree!"
"grandmother……."
Shen Nanyi called dejectedly. Xinxin's tearful eyes made Old Mrs. Yin a little unbearable, and she glanced over her head, "You should learn from your fourth sister on this point and know what is appropriate and what is inappropriate."
Shen Nanyi was stunned for a while. The hot wind blew in and hit her face. The two lines of tears rolling down became even colder, and could directly cool her heart.
She picked up her sleeves and wiped them, and found that the tears were rolling down her cheeks and seemed like she couldn't stop them. She raised her face and looked at Old Mrs. Yin, "Grandma, why? Why is this? You didn't do that before. Can you also say thank you to my uncle? Why do you hate him so much now?"
Mrs. Peng couldn't listen anymore. Her daughter's head was just for decoration, and it was full of mushy. She couldn't even understand the old lady Yin's "Knocking on the Mountain and Zhenhu".
She hurriedly held down Shen Nanyi's head and knocked on the ground, "Just listen to what the elders say, there's no way you can ask questions."
Shen Nanbao held up the cup while sobbing. The hot air overflowing from the mouth of the cup was white, like a layer of gauze, covering his eyes. Old Mrs. Yin, Shen Shi, these people, these Everything seems to have fallen into a dream.
As a result, Shen Nanbao was a little dazed when he came out of the hall, looking at the thick green leaves with some yellowing edges in front of his eyes.
Old Mrs. Yin didn't fare much better. She sent people away and sat in an armchair by herself, letting Mother Hu beat her with the Beauty Fist.
Seeing that she looked unhappy, Mother Hu wanted to comfort her, but Old Mrs. Yin spoke first, "What do you think about this matter today?"
