Chapter 133 of Volume 1: A Hard Battle in the World

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Shen Nanbao knew how much they cared about him.

How long.

I have never been protected by anyone like this.

For so long, she thought that she was a lone star of evil, and that she was born to receive these looks and curses.

Therefore, the Shen family did not treat her well, and Chen Fangyan also deceived her and caused her death.

She couldn't help but tuck the tips of her eyes, but she didn't tuck them completely, and the area the size of a fingernail reflected a little golden light.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao's heart dropped into the brine vat, she felt sour and astringent.

The Zhao family is not a prominent family, and Bao'er cannot afford to be well-dressed and well-fed, but they have all the warmth they should have. As for the Shen family, everyone in Dingshi, the masters are arrogant, and even the slaves below have their chins raised to the sky. , so they looked down on Baoer who was born in the market, so Baoer had to find some thorns in everything he did to satisfy their twisted psychology of being superior to others.

The more Mrs. Zhao thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved. The sister they had always held in their hands had never seen her when she came to Shen's house. After all, they were all connected by blood, so why did they do it like this?

Old Mrs. Zhao wiped her tears for her, "My baby, if you can't stay here any longer, come back. We are both waiting for you. It doesn't matter if you are included in the family tree. At worst, I will beat the drum and file a complaint. Let the big guys give it to me." To judge, the Shen family is afraid of losing face, but our Zhao family is not!"

Old Mrs. Zhao also nodded, "Bare feet are not afraid of those wearing shoes. Our Zhao family has been completely defeated by your grandmother a long time ago, so it doesn't matter if we lose this little."

Earlier, we met Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao through Luo Lu. However, as we get older, our ability to quarrel has not faded. We still use every opportunity to make jabs. You come and I come and go, and these leisurely days are fun. , and also have the warmth of home with friendly lights.

Sure enough, when Old Mrs. Zhao heard this, she rolled her eyes and spat: "You are really a model of telling lies with your eyes open. Ask yourself, who of the neighbors saw you when you were having tea in the early years?" Why don't I just smile and say, 'Your officials are so charming and suave'?"

Mr. Zhao's face turned red and he muttered: "It happened eight hundred years ago, and yet you are still mentioning it..."

As Yi Bi'er said, Yi Bi'er looked at Shen Nanbao, "Bao'er, don't be like your grandmother. You insist on having the upper hand with your words. It's easy to make people hate you!"

There is no need to hate her. Mrs. Zhao is a person who understands things clearly. Only those who are reasonable should seek justice. Those who are unreasonable should be accepted with an open mind. What’s more, when she speaks, even when she curses, she is measured and has a certain tone. She hated evil as much as she hated her, so others loved to talk to her and pour out their bitterness. When the old lady got angry, they all just shrank.

When Shen Nanbao saw them saying "you" and "me", most of the congestion in his heart dissipated, so he quickly helped you and helped him to reconcile the two of them.

Then we parted ways, and no matter how reluctant we were to let go, we could only hold it in our hearts.

Shen Nanbao watched the carriage go away. When he could no longer see the shadow, he took a deep breath and walked inside with restrained steps.

Just after passing the corridor, I hurriedly walked down the corridor for a long time. The Liuhe melon-skin hat on my head was teetering on the side because I was walking too fast. When I came to stop in front of Shen Nanbao, it fell on the bricks with a 'snap'.

He picked it up and threw it away, then said: "Fifth girl, go to the long room quickly, the old lady is waiting for you."

What is supposed to come will come.

Shen Nanbao had already expected that he would encounter something like this during this trip, so he was not moved and went straight to the Bishan Changfang.

Mrs. Yin was lying on the couch taking a nap.

Beside her was a green hairpin that fanned her, and the wind blowing from time to time made the soft and light smoke billow slowly and continuously, like water waves.

Suddenly, there was a sound of rustling, which startled Bihan. She raised her head and saw the Taoist figure reflected on the screen. The moment the shadow pulled away, a warm face turned around. Against that step, he was still reserved and steady, shouting. No one can make a single mistake.

Bihao slowly fanned her hand and whispered in Mrs. Yin's ear: "Old lady, the fifth girl is here."

Old Mrs. Yin said 'hmm', raised her eyes slightly, then quickly lowered her eyes, and just said in a calm tone: "Do you know why I asked you to come?"

Shen Nanbao said he knew and knelt down on the carpet, "It's because of me leaving the house without permission."

Those frivolous words made Old Mrs. Yin open her eyes sharply, and she snorted coldly from her nose, "I know, that means you knowingly committed the crime!"

With that said, he stood up and pushed aside the fan that was in front of him. His gaze was not blocked at all, and he slashed at Shen Nanbao like a knife. Brother, how shameless do you think you are to commit crime with you? Have you forgotten that your maid almost killed your third brother's biological brother?"

The sound was so sonorous that Bihao on the side trembled violently.

Even if the fifth girl really took the risk, it would be easier than the eldest lady poisoning the third young master. The old lady was strict in her teachings about that matter, so why is she so harsh and harsh now? Is it really worth being so angry?

Bihan didn't understand, but Shen Nanbao understood her selfishness too well.

Old Mrs. Yin has lived for most of her life and has always been in power. She does not allow those below her to comment. She also wants her children and grandchildren to be filial. Now that so many things have happened, the eldest girl only cares about her own marriage, and the second girl has changed her life for her own selfish desires. The only medicine she needed to cure her illness was Shen Wenzhuo, who upheld his filial piety regardless of past grudges and still treated her respectfully.

How could Old Mrs. Yin not grasp it? How could she let her, the fifth girl whom she disliked the most, lead Brother Zhuo to evil? Then she would be alone, lingering on the bed, with no one around to take care of him.

Shen Nanbao nodded and only said: "Grandma is right, I did not do it properly and did not listen to your instructions. But whether Fengyue conspired to kill Rong Xiaoniang or not, grandma, didn't you also listen to the third brother's words? Shall we wait until the others come back to discuss it?"

Old Mrs. Yin didn't expect that she would retort when faced with this question. She laughed angrily and said, "As expected of a dirty person who was brought up by a child from a dirty land. He didn't learn etiquette and rules, but he learned how to be overbearing." If that's the case, I won't say any more. No matter how much I say, I can't get rid of your businesslike attitude, so just go back to your yard and copy the house rules, and don't take a step without my instructions."

I thought that a whipping was inevitable, but I didn't expect that it was just a copy of the house rules and a ban. The servants in the Bishan Changfang were a little in disbelief, as if they were dreaming.

However, Shen Nanbao seemed very calm. He kowtowed in obedience and stood up from the ground. When he was about to turn around the screen, he suddenly turned back and knelt down and said, "Grandma mentioned Fengyue just now. I knew that I would say this right now." It was abrupt, but I still asked, why Fengyue and the others haven't come back yet? It makes no sense that they set off half a day after me and came back so many days before them. Besides, they are all on the same road, and I have never met them on the way."

Old Mrs. Yin was startled, and immediately glanced over, "You know you are rude and you still ask? The punishment is really light. Do you really want to be whipped? Why don't you go back to the house quickly? Don't stick me in the eyes here!"

Shen Nanbao said, no more words, he walked past the screen, lowered his head, and stepped back. Looking through the silk curtain, the body walking away step by step, like a shadow play, expanded from an ordinary size to the outline of a mountain. , gradually disappeared.

Only then did Mother Hu walk forward with fluttering steps, "Old lady, are you just going to let the fifth girl go?"

Mrs. Yin's face darkened, "What if? Just like last time? Then wait for Brother Zhuo to come up and speak for her?"

Mother Hu felt a little sad and murmured: "So the fifth girl took a fancy to this, and she just bumped into you, old lady, like that?"

Such a fine shaven man, who usually tucks his tail well and pretends to be listening to the instructions, doesn't he dare to refute at this juncture just because he knows the truth?

Old Mrs. Yin slowly caressed her knees, but the diaphragm in her heart could not be caressed smoothly no matter how she caressed it. She couldn't help but complained: "Everyone is looking at me as I am old, and they are becoming more and more uneducated, and they dare to ride on my head. This is nonsense."

Mother Hu said that was not the case, "Good people come out of the golden stick. The old lady must not be merciful, otherwise these five girls may humiliate you in some way in the future."

Of course Mrs. Yin understands, but this matter is not her top concern now, "Assign a reliable chief attendant to go to the Yamen and ask if a maid named Fengyue came in a while ago."

When this matter reached Shen Nanbao's ears, it was already the next day.

She was just following Mrs. Yin's instructions to take charge of the case. When she heard this letter from the official, she was not surprised at all. She wrote and licked it in the inkstone. She is in the palm of the eldest lady's hand and has never come back. No matter how you think about it, this matter is very strange. You must send someone to inquire about it. Otherwise, if the trouble becomes big and rumors spread outside, what will happen to her spine? "

Fang Guan clicked his tongue with deep meaning and pursed his lips slightly, "Sister is a very transparent person."

Shen Nanbao laughed and was about to humble himself when he saw her take out a brocade box from her arms. With a click of the lock, the flaming jade beast pendant was exposed to the sky and burned again. Get into her heart.

It's just that this time there was more tenderness, which inevitably made Shen Nanbao look shy. She didn't even dare to look into Fang Guan's eyes and whispered, "Why did you bring this thing back again?"

Fang Guan's old-fashioned and square face finally showed a bit of youthful demeanor, and he smiled quite jokingly, "Master said, it was originally used as a token of love for sister and son. Now that they have revealed their feelings to each other, it is natural that this thing should be placed on the Sister, here."

As he spoke, he straightened his hands and stacked the brocade box in front of Shen Nanbao like a stack of books.

Shen Nanbao picked up the jade pendant, and the heavy feeling seemed to have never left, so when he touched it again, it was still so familiar, and the familiarity had a more sincere and tender meaning.

Shen Nanbao outlined the lines on the jade pendant, and the scenes from the past came to mind, one by one, forming a jack that pressed on her heart.