"My nephew was still wondering in his heart just now. Could it be that some god from the sky has come, and there is such a dazzling treasure car parked here? The whole road is filled with the scent of osmanthus."
"Come in quickly." Wang Xifeng felt happy when she heard the compliments on her precious car, and said proudly: "I'm getting an advantage out of you today. I don't even use this car very much."
The treasure car looked luxurious from the outside, but the two people inside were a little crowded. Brother Rong had no choice but to sit down opposite Sister Feng's legs. When I smell the car, in addition to the scent of osmanthus, there is also a faint scent of roses.
It's Sister Feng's incense!
The two of them were so close that Jia Rong had to lower her eyes to avoid suspicion. Asked: "Why did my aunt come in person?"
Sister Feng said angrily: "I'm afraid you'll beat them to death."
Jia Rong said: "It would be better if the two little ones died, so as not to cause trouble in the future and affect the two houses."
"You are a brainless naughty boy. They are family members after all. If you have one of them, you are not allowed to complain to your grandpa. Even our ancestors will be disturbed." Sister Feng stretched out her finger and tapped Jia Rong's head, scolding her. He said: "Just let Mr. Zheng handle this kind of thing. What could you do if you get involved and dirty your own hands?"
Jia Rong couldn't tell that Sister Feng was caring about her. But it was a bit cramped after two people were seated in the car, and they could only touch their knees to their knees. For a moment, Jia Rong felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Sister Feng is a famous beauty in the Red Mansion. Her beauty is different from Keqing's graceful and delicate appearance. She is elegant and noble, like a strong female concubine from later generations.
Although they are separated by a generation, they are still similar in age. Now looking at each other face to face at close range, Jia Rong felt a little embarrassed when facing such a face in a narrow space.
He lowered his head and replied: "Listen to my aunt's teachings. It's just that these two people are really annoying. If they don't give them a good beating, they won't feel comfortable."
"Why haven't you made any progress after being taught by the princes? If they make mistakes, the clan will punish them according to their own rules." Sister Feng was training when she saw that Jia Rong's head was tilted, so she carefully straightened it for him. Crown.
Then he said earnestly: "You beat them to vent my anger on my aunt, and my aunt thinks you are good. But the people in the clan will treat you as an overlord and avoid you from now on."
Jia Rong knew that Sister Feng was doing it for her own good. Jia Qiang and Jia Qin's behavior is not an exaggeration.
It’s okay to talk about other people, but when it comes to Sister Feng, she is a serious grandma.
Jia Rong was really moved when she saw Sister Feng's move.
He smiled dryly and said: "It's good that they are afraid of me, so they won't dare to mess around in the future."
"There is no such thing as cheap, everything has a price. Don't look at the people in the family who are afraid of your aunt, how do you know my suffering? They are afraid on the surface, but in fact they hate it in their hearts. Every one of them Waiting for an opportunity to retaliate. You will be the head of Ningguo Mansion from now on, don't follow the same path as my aunt, so that you don't even have caring people around you."
"My nephew also understands the truth, but if I don't give him a beating, I'm afraid he will get sick in his heart." Jia Rong said with a playful smile, "From now on, if my aunt doesn't like anyone, tell my nephew, and I will vent my anger on my aunt."
Sister Feng laughed and got angry, and raised her little foot to kick Jia Rong's calf. "What I just said fell on deaf ears."
"My nephew is sincere. There is no caring person around my aunt, so I will be my caring person."
Wang Xifeng scolded in disgust: "You can be such a shitty caring person, but you have no strings in your head and will only cause trouble. If I hadn't stopped you, you would have killed Zhuangzi by now."
Jia Rong scratched his ears. He really had this plan.
Even the brothers in the clan were beaten, how could we let those people in Zhuangzi go free?
Sister Feng scolded: "Others are killing chickens to scare monkeys, but you want to kill both the monkeys and the chickens. Do you still need someone to do the work? Just let Brother Qiang and the others handle the matter. Although my aunt has not read a few books, I also know that using both kindness and power, we can’t push everyone hard at once. If you do this, you will cause big trouble sooner or later.”
How could Jia Rong know this? In the past, anyone who did bad things would look good to him. Responsibility lies with people, and everything speaks with indicators. Anyone who can't control others will be kicked.
These people are making false claims, and according to his temperament, they will all be wiped out, and new ones will be replaced.
It's just that the relationships inside and outside the Jia family are complicated, and there are many entanglements of interests, which are different from those in the past. It's really not appropriate to follow the past practices.
"I was put in a bad mood by these people, so I didn't think too much about it. I just thought it was the sand in my eyes, and I wanted to squeeze them all out at once." Jia Rong said with a smile: "Auntie's seven orifices are exquisite, and my nephew can't compare. I’ve never dealt with these family matters before, dear aunt, why don’t you come to Dongfu to help sort them out.”
After hearing what Jia Rong said, Wang Xifeng immediately scolded: "You blindfolded maggot, filling your mouth with yellow soup. I am thinking about you, but you are going to harm me."
Jia Rong deeply admired Jia Rong for Sister Feng's ability to curse people. She was more creative than later generations. It just sounded really disgusting, so he said helplessly: "How dare my nephew harm my aunt?"
"Your Dongfu is a mess. If you can't manage it yourself, let me be the bad guy. Don't you think Auntie has offended not enough people? I will take care of your Dongfu's affairs. What will the eldest wife and the second wife at home think?" Sister Feng is about to hit Jia Rong on the head.
Brother Rong begged for mercy and grabbed Sister Feng's little hand and said, "I know I was wrong. Auntie, don't be angry."
Wang Xifeng snorted dissatisfied and turned her head away from him.
Jia Rong held Sister Feng's white and tender hands in her palms, leaned forward, and begged: "Auntie also knows the situation in Dongfu, and the master is not taking care of things. I don't know when it will be better. My wife lives in seclusion, and most of my daughters-in-law have just entered the house. I don’t understand. Now that there is no director, Rong’er can only think of her aunt.”
Wang Xifeng wasn't angry at all, but after hearing Brother Rong's warm words and kind words, she couldn't bear to pretend anymore.
Thinking of Brother Rong's difficulties over the years, he did a lot of things for himself.
When he raised his eyes to meet Brother Rong's eyes, he felt bright and sincere, going straight into people's hearts. It's like dropping a pebble in the silver lake, causing a wave of microwaves, and ripples in my heart.
Wang Xifeng was about to agree when she suddenly remembered something. He suddenly took his delicate little hand out of Jia Rong's hand and cursed: "Do you think I don't know anything? Your wife knows everything. It's just that Brother Zhen was so strong in the past that it was difficult for her to interfere."
Can You take care of the house?
Jia Rong really doesn’t know. What he just said was on a whim, so the housekeeper of Dongfu didn't care whether Sister Feng came or not. Then he said: "Auntie, I'm going down first. I have something to explain to them."
"I have something to tell you. The manager is here, what can't be dealt with? You want to kill chickens in the village and become a monster."
Sister Feng didn't listen to Jia Rong's excuse, caught him, lifted the curtain and let Ping'er go back home. He then advised Jia Rong: "Jia Juan and the others are still waiting for trial in the ancestral hall. Go and say a few words and let the masters of each house remember you. After you take over the Ning Mansion and the clan leader, you will not be able to do without each other." Mr. Fang supports it.”
Brother Rong nodded, knowing that Sister Feng was thinking of him, so he listened to her. After all, it was an adult man and woman alone. Although Sister Feng was magnanimous, Jia Rong was somewhat strange.
I just squinted my eyes and took a rest, it was hard to calm down just smelling the fragrance in the car.
Seeing that Jia Rong was sleeping with her eyes closed, Sister Feng just stared at his face in a daze for a moment, and then looked at her hand that had just been held by Brother Rong. Recalling what Jia Juan said about spreading rumors, I have an inexplicable feeling that I can’t explain.
The journey back home is very long.
