Xiao Que'er and Wang's maid put their luggage into the room and walked around the small courtyard. He pouted his lips and muttered in a low voice: "What's the use of knowing the courtyard and the room? I won't come to this courtyard."
Although the courtyard arranged by the Wang family for Jia Rong is not large, the furnishings inside are not simple. If Brother Rong were here, he would definitely find that the things in this room were even more luxurious than those in Wang Xifeng's room. The seats and furniture inside are all made of precious wood, and the vases on the table are in a Western style. The glass windows and doors in the room have a semi-antique and semi-Western feel.
The design is a combination of Chinese and Western elements, but it feels inconsistent.
In the eyes of the uncle, no matter how nice the yard or room is, they can't compare to Grandma Feng's place. The little bird grinned and found someone to lead the way to Wang Xifeng's yard.
Xiaoque'er passed through the hall and saw that the doors and windows of the rooms inside were closed. He dismissed the maid who was leading the way, snorted softly, and stared at the main house in the yard in a daze.
She has excellent hearing. Even if the three people in the room speak quietly, Que'er can still hear the content clearly. But at this time, she was confused. The voice was humming and humming. Occasionally there were a few chuckles and a few snorts.
To say that the uncle and Grandma Feng were doing bad things, Que'er felt that the sound didn't sound right. She used to keep watch under Yixia's attic. The voices of the uncle and Grandma Feng talking softly were not like this, they were much more intense than this.
In the past, Grandma Feng's voice, which Xiaoque'er heard downstairs, sounded like she had been beaten, with a sharp and rapid quarrel.
Today, the voices of these two people are fine, light and soft.
At the right time, the little bird listened to the uncle's voice inside.
"It's not a good time to go in. If you get excited, I'm afraid I won't even dare to press on."
"Smelling your scent makes me feel more at ease." Xiaoque'er could tell that it was Wang Xifeng's voice. Just when I was wondering, I heard Wang Xifeng softly smile and say: "Why didn't I know you had this skill before?"
The two people in the room didn't know that Ping'er was sleeping outside, and there was also a listening person in the yard. Uncle Rong smiled and replied: "There are many things you don't know."
Wang Xifeng felt a little unhappy when she saw his proud look. "After all, I am an outsider, and even the weaving of pajamas has been assigned to the Xue family. It's a pity that this child doesn't even get the slightest benefit. What should I say about this?"
Brother Rong was caught.
The Xue family can only deal with the clothes matter, what else can be done.
Really helpless, I begged for mercy and smiled bitterly. "Those are not pajamas, they are small clothes that are worn daily. It is not suitable to wear them when it is time to rest. Good Feng'er, please don't let me be tortured by you first. I can't bear this."
"It doesn't matter whether you are wearing pajamas or other clothes. You have given the Xue family another livelihood for nothing. How do you settle the score?"
"It's not for the Xue family, it's a joint business between Ningguo Mansion and the Xue family, and Aunt Bao will take care of it." Jia Rong complained endlessly. Xue Baochai is a real girl. Isn't it harmful to show off these things to Wang Xifeng? Ouch, Brother Rong took a deep breath of cold air, but fortunately Sister Feng only grabbed a handful and let go.
The hand came up and poked Brother Rong's forehead and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier and I would negotiate with Baochai. It's good now. If you don't take her into the Ningguo Mansion, the business will belong to the Xue family. "
Brother Rong sneered and smelled a faint, familiar fragrance on Wang Xifeng's palm. He said: "If you wait any longer, the water will get cold. Let's talk while washing."
"Be careful when you carry me in." Wang Xifeng snorted, but did not stop scolding Jia Rong.
"Baochai has the most evil thoughts, and the girls of the Lin family may not be as good as her. I told you to be careful, but you actually saw her sleeping in your bed and promised her all the good things. Even if you are a married couple, The account must be settled clearly. If she really takes that silver into the Ningguo Mansion, it will become her dowry, and no one else is qualified to use it."
Brother Rong smiled and comforted: "I just came up with some ideas, and Aunt Bao was responsible for many of them. Even if that thing really becomes her dowry when she enters the house, what does it matter? After all, it belongs to Ningguo House."
Wang Xifeng got into the bucket, and the warm water reached her shoulders. She held up a small amount of water from in front of her and threw it on Brother Rong's face, saying angrily: "I knew she was a fox, but you haven't figured it out yet. What does a woman's dowry have to do with a man like you? Where does that money go?" The one who raised her children in the end was able to enter the inner treasury of Ning Guo Mansion."
How could Jia Rong not understand? Now his backyard is complex and unlike anyone else's. If the past situation is followed, Wang Xifeng and Xue Baochai will definitely have to call Qin Keqing their mother's wife when they have children.
But this is unrealistic. Let alone Xue Baochai, Wang Xifeng will definitely not agree. Baochai's dowry is not the child of his uncle Rong, so what does it matter?
Brother Rong said: "Are you still afraid of losing your money?"
"Come in the bucket quickly, don't get cold." Wang Xifeng said in concern, then hummed: "How can I not be afraid? Half of the dowry I paid to marry into your Jia family has been spent on your cement business, and now I'm pregnant again. One. When they grow up, what will be used for the children to get married? We can't divide the Rongguo Mansion's property and give it to the little one in the belly. Not to mention the eldest wife is unwilling, even Jia Lian will not agree. "
"Of course we will raise our children with our own money." Brother Rong stepped into the water, causing waves, and said with a smile: "I'll wash my hands for good Feng'er."
"Wash your back first." Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at him, turned around, and said angrily: "You gave me Baochai's hoof to make a good living, what are we going to do with it?"
"Ningguo Mansion will not be short of money. Look at the current situation. It only takes a year or two for the cement kiln to repay the cost. From now on, we will make money every year, so there is no need to worry about this problem."
"The cement kiln belongs to your Ningguo Mansion, and the money goes into your grandmother Rong's pocket." Wang Xifeng said with a sneer.
Jia Rong gently rubbed the white and smooth back, and then rubbed it on the shoulders. He said slowly: "But you are not unreasonable. As a eldest grandmother, she knows the importance of things best, so she will be fair to everyone. The money will be divided fairly in the future, and families like ours will learn from others to divide the eldest and the youngest. Can’t do it?”
Wang Xifeng stood up and turned around. The sound of rushing water sounded, and strings of water beads fell down the delicate skin. She looked down at Jia Rong and said, "What do you think of Baochai's share?"
Brother Rong also stood up, face to face, eye to eye, everything was honest. Pulling Sister Feng to sit slowly in the water, she said softly: "When she enters the house, how about putting that part of the money into the public treasury of Ningguo House? That's okay."
"You have to keep your word." Wang Xifeng tilted her head and laughed, and said with a hint: "She keeps the dowry she brought from the Xue family, and the profits from the business will naturally be confiscated, so there is a reason to keep it privately. . It’s not big anymore, let’s recognize her contribution and just don’t have trouble with her in the future.”
"Okay, okay."
Wang Xifeng is really difficult to deal with, and now she is thinking of taking Baochai's share of the money. According to her opinion, if the underwear business does not fill the public treasury of Ningguo Mansion in the future, this girl will definitely make trouble with Xue Baochai. Fortunately, I finally persuaded her to do it today and helped her wash it carefully, keeping her hands and feet warm everywhere.
His magic hand looked for Wen Zhongruan again and said: "You are kind-hearted and Baochai is young. Good Feng'er is the housekeeper of our Ningguo Mansion. From now on, we will live in harmony in the mansion. If there is going to be a big fuss, I will be here It’s also embarrassing. They say the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, so you can’t help anyone.”
It has to be said that Jia Rong washed the bath very seriously, which even made Wang Xifeng blush and feel proud of him.
"Who am I really going to make trouble? When we were in Yangzhou, Baochai couldn't get into that bed. She's still my cousin, how could I really harm her? I'm all thinking about you. This little hooves has a lot on his mind. Not now. Tell her clearly, lest she get into the house with a large sum of money in the future and end up climbing on your Grandma Rong's head."
"So Feng'er still maintains the harmony in our house?"
"It's not natural." The cherry red color on Wang Xifeng's face matched the color of Brother Rong's hands. She said proudly, "If I didn't think about you and Mrs. Qin, I wouldn't care about Baochai's little hoof plan. Anyway, I'm not Grandma Rong of Ning Guofu."
"You are the second grandma of Uncle Rong of Ningguo Prefecture, the most capable and best second grandma." Uncle Rong smiled and kneaded it gently with his thumb and index finger.
Ping'er, who was waiting next to him, couldn't help but blush.
After a while, I heard grandma say: "That's enough, just change the water and rinse it out."
The sound of rushing water sounded again.
The little bird outside finally lost interest and quietly returned to the courtyard arranged by the Wang family for Jia Rong, holding a lantern in a depressed mood. In the room, Wang Xifeng dried herself and lay on the bed. When she saw Brother Rong looking up and sighing, she couldn't help but secretly laughed and said: "You also said that you can't do anything while pregnant with the child. I'm sleepy today too, you should go back to the hospital. Just go inside."
How to get back here?
Brother Rong only thinks one head is as big as two.
He curled his lips and said, "Look at the good things you have done."
Wang Xifeng smiled proudly and said, "You can't blame me. No matter who makes you restless when taking a bath, who can you blame now that you are suffering?"
The jade body lies across the bed, but Uncle Rong dare not approach. He was really afraid that he couldn't help it, so he said leisurely: "Everyone knows that Feng'er is very handy."
"I'm tired." Wang Xifeng said with a smile and looked at the eager expression on Brother Rong's face. He warned: "But as you said, I am pregnant with a child now, and I cannot allow myself to be excited."
Uncle Rong thought for a moment and then passed by.
Sister Feng was not afraid at all, she just said with a playful smile: "You are going to harm my child, and the back house of Ningguo Mansion will never be able to live in peace again."
"Don't do anything." Jia Rong hugged her gently and said carefully: "We haven't seen each other for two months, so we have to talk quietly all night."
"You and I are husband and wife, I am obviously your aunt." Wang Xifeng sighed, but she couldn't help laughing. I just felt that the threat behind me was too great, and I became afraid. No longer teasing him, he suggested: "Go to Ping'er and go to the side room. As long as you don't let me hear you, you can do whatever you want to do with your love."
Brother Rong felt happy, but did not take any action. He also said: "I will naturally stay with you this night."
Wang Xifeng turned her head and looked at the serious look on his face in surprise. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise, and she leaned back. He asked softly: "You really don't want to go?"
"Not going."
When Sister Feng heard this, her head rested on his chest. Smiling secretly, he said softly: "It's cold, hold me tight, I'm going to sleep."
Ping'er in the room was busy quietly. She was used to days like this. After being busy for a while, the sound of the conversation between the uncle and grandma disappeared. I didn't hear grandma's gentle calls to serve me. I could only hear the sound of sleeping breathing in the room in the quiet night.
Ping'er knew that today had passed like this again, so he tidied up himself and went outside to lock up the courtyard members.
Prepare to sleep outside the main room.
Suddenly, Qiao Ping'er was startled and felt that her body was being hugged from behind. The person behind him had a familiar smell, and he said, "Don't wake up Feng'er by making any noise."
Qiao Ping'er hummed slightly, her face gradually turning red as she felt the threat on her waist. There was a burst of warm air in my ears, and it was Uncle Rong's thin and gentle voice: "Let's go to the side room next door."
As her body listened to this gentle and warm voice, she gradually softened and lost strength. I felt my ears and cheeks were burning. I twisted my waist and whispered the word "hug". The tall man's feet immediately left the ground, and the door opened and closed, all movements were so light.
Entering the side room next to him, his light movements did not change. The uncle's fingertips slowly slid over, and the breathing in the wing gradually became heavier.
"I've had a hard time enduring it today." Ping'er said shyly, "It's true that she knew she was here to seduce the uncle."
Brother Rong felt the softness of the touch, and then caressed the shapely long legs as delicate and smooth as long silk. Although there was no light in the wing, Brother Rong could still perceive this pair of works of art in the darkness. Exquisite, as carved from Hetian jade.
Such legs are not something ordinary people can have. They are a pair of powerful legs that are both fat and thin. An extra portion will appear bulky, and a thin portion will appear weak and uneven. The daughter of a wealthy boudoir cannot grow such well-proportioned legs because she has difficulty moving all year round. Girls outside who work hard all year round will not have such delicate skin.
Delicate, round, straight and slender.
Uncle Rong smiled and said, "She just knew that Ping'er, our family, has a good heart and would be considerate to save me. That's why she acted so wildly."
"My uncle, Ping'er will naturally feel sorry for him. Even if he stays with Ping'er day and night, Ping'er will be happy. It's not like her, who only commits crimes and doesn't care about his future affairs." Ping'er's knees suddenly closed tightly, ashamed. He made a sound and said, "Master, can you let Ping'er change some clothes first?"
"Um?"
In the darkness, Ping'er stood on tiptoes and looked for Uncle Rong's ear. Her soft red lips accidentally touched her earlobe and she said something shyly.
"A few days ago, Miss Bao sent me a set of clothes, which included a pair of shameful pants and a sexy undergarment, and a close-fitting skirt that was slit to the thighs. Ping'er wanted to wear the clothes to show the uncle. .”
Dress? underwear?
Tsk tsk, Uncle Rong supported it.
"Go quickly, go quickly, come back quickly."
Qiao Ping'er responded with a hum, leaned forward, and pressed her soft lips to her face. Leaving a word of "Wait for me", she hurriedly left the room.
After she left, Brother Rong gave a wry smile. This girl actually forgot to light the lamp in the side room. It's so dark that you can't even see the beautiful scenery.
He could only find a chair and sit down under the light coming from outside.
Waiting, anticipating.
For a while, I couldn't help but murmur in my heart, why hasn't this girl arrived yet? Could it be that Sister Feng caught her and is holding it for questioning?
As he stood up and walked out of the room, he saw a tall woman wearing a cheongsam walking towards her in the dim night, holding a lantern. The graceful figure twists every step. Slender waist, long legs, bulging forward and backward. The light of the lantern is dim, but it can still illuminate the white space between the slits of the skirt.
The pair of slender and well-proportioned legs were exposed.
Brother Rong hurriedly stepped forward and carried this lovely child into the side room amidst Ping'er's exclamations. He complained: "Why don't you wear anything underneath? What should I do if my legs are frozen and something goes wrong?"
The lantern held by Ping'er was huddled in his arms, with a pair of big eyes that smiled in a charming and coquettish way. Said: "Uncle will warm it."
Oops, this girl actually knows my weakness for beautiful legs.
Uncle Rong chuckled and walked steadily into the room with Ping'er in his arms.
Ping'er twisted his body and got off Uncle Rong. The cheongsam was lifted halfway up, revealing half an inch of spring underneath. Qiao Ping'er looked ashamed and hurriedly pulled it down, twisted her waist and turned on the light in the room.
This monster is really fascinating. Uncle Rong snickered. What did he see just now? Were they lace panties? Could it be that this was Baochai's idea as well?
The light in the wing was brighter after the lamp was turned on, but Uncle Rong's eyes did not squint due to the bright light, but instead opened wide. Ping'er's beauty is unique. Ping'er is not as pampered as Sister Feng, nor is she as lowly as other maids. The temperament revealed after wearing this cheongsam is like an aristocratic woman who came out of a later TV series.
Uncle Rong hurried over and touched his clothes. They felt so smooth and smooth against his skin that he could still feel his body temperature.
Ping'er asked with a smile: "Does it look good?"
"It's beautiful, so beautiful."
Not only does it look good, it looks extraordinary. Ping'er was very satisfied when he saw something strange about Uncle Rong. When I gently explored it with my little hand, I felt it was hot.
As the saying goes, it is disrespectful to come and not reciprocate.
How could Uncle Rong just watch and hug him with both hands. No more words are needed here, just lower your head and shut your mouth.
Feel the sparkling sweetness and explore every corner of it.
Ping'er is handsome and delicate, and now she is even more charming. Today's attire is undoubtedly extremely glamorous, but compared to her current demeanor, this glamor is actually much inferior.
The little mouth opened slightly, and the charm was rippling, which trapped Uncle Rong's soul and couldn't extricate himself.
