Chapter 435 The fuss continues

Style: Girl Author: Jiaruo FeixueWords: 2158Update Time: 24/01/18 07:10:02
There was a lot of quarrel between Wang Ximeng and his concubine Hehua, but no matter how Wang Ximeng tortured Hehua, he would stop one day before Zhao Jiajun came back, and she would not let Hehua do any work that was too strenuous. Washing clothes was an errand that she had never done before. Wang Ximeng made an agreement with Zhao Jiajun.

Zhao Jiajun has no objection to this. It is normal for women to wash clothes. When Wang Ximeng first got married, he also washed clothes every day. This is what women should do.

But he didn't know that Hehua not only washed clothes, but also made clothes and shoes for Zhao Jiajun. Although there were no calluses on his hands, his eyes couldn't stand it after all this time.

The work of threading needles and threads consumes energy and hurts the eyes. However, Wang Ximeng said that this was for her husband, and Hehua did not dare to take advantage of it.

Of course, Wang Ximeng did not take the credit and did not hide it from Zhao Jiajun, but Zhao Jiajun did not know how many days it took to make it and how many times it was dismantled in the middle.

Poor Lotus thought that he was marrying into a lucky nest, but in fact he fell into a bitter soup and soaked in it.

However, because of the strict rules of the Zhao family, she was not allowed to go out, and her parents never came to visit. How could he know what kind of life He Hua was living?

Wang Ximeng didn't treat her harshly when it came to food. Although the food was more than one level worse than hers, he still made her feel full.

Even when Zhao Jiajun was away, Wang Ximeng still provided three meals a day, but compared with what she ate, it was simply worse than a maid.

There was a fire in Zhao Jiajun's backyard. He didn't even know it, but Wang San came to Xie Rongzhao to please him.

Knowing that life was difficult for these two enemies, Xie Rongzhao felt happy.

When she is happy, she will naturally reward you.

"These ten taels of silver are for you. Take the ten taels of silver over there and share them with your subordinates."

"Yes, thank you young lady for the reward."

Wang San was very happy in his heart. Ever since he took this job, the young lady has rewarded him with thirty taels of silver. What a beautiful life he lived!

Although Wang Ximeng tortured Hehua every day, she still had a certain degree of control, but she didn't feel good in her heart.

No matter what, she took a step back and let Hehua enter.

Wang Ximeng thinks in the long term. If a lotus comes through the door now, peach blossoms, apricot blossoms and plum blossoms will come through the door in the future.

Therefore, Wang Ximeng thought about making arrangements early.

The house she rented outside was naturally not just for fun.

She goes there several times every month. There are several servants she has placed there, and they are doing some work related to makeup. Moreover, Wang Ximeng also hides some money and deeds here, just for fear that one day Zhao Jiajun will come back again. Fall out with her.

For the few servants here, Wang Ximeng is relieved, they are all slaves she bought, and the death contracts cannot be found in the palm of her hand.

Because Zhao Jiajun had taken a concubine, he felt that he did not have enough confidence with Wang Ximeng, and he did not dare to spend money lavishly outside.

Wang Ximeng directly set a monthly expense amount for him. Once it exceeded, it would be deducted from the next month. Anyway, she was not willing to be taken advantage of again.

Zhao Jiajun had no choice but to agree.

After all, he did not earn a penny, and there was another mouth to eat at home, and Wang Ximeng was pregnant again, so he thought of waiting for some time until she gave birth to a child.

Cheng Wulang and Zhao Jiajun separated at the intersection, one went back to the borrowed house, and the other went back to his cousin's house.

Zhao Jiajun felt extremely depressed as he watched Cheng Wulang's carriage go away.

He didn't have much money now, so he took Cheng's carriage back these few times. Although Cheng Wulang was willing to be friends with him, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He always felt that he was inferior in front of Cheng Wulang. .

Whenever he thinks that the carriage Cheng Wulang is riding in is comfortable and spacious, and that he can only borrow it, it feels like a thorn in his heart.

In the past, Zhao Jiajun would come back by carriage, but he rented it directly from outside, not from his own home.

Now even renting a carriage felt like a waste of money.

As soon as Cheng Wulang arrived home, his wife Liu came to greet him. While the couple talked about some common things, Liu helped him change clothes and wash up.

Ms. Liu is now pregnant, and the Cheng family now has to take care of two pregnant women. The happiest person is Mrs. Cheng.

As an elder, what I love most is watching the family have children.

Cheng Wulang saw that his wife's face was rosy and her eyes were sunny, so he knew that everything was fine at home and she was not worried.

"What's this?"

Cheng Wulang took a look at what was on the table. It was a small basket with some embroidery that he couldn't quite see.

"The third sister-in-law specially sent this to me. It is for the baby to wear. I think the third sister-in-law did a good job, so the third sister-in-law sent someone to send a copy, and then gave me some fabrics. I thought Try it yourself.”

Cheng Wulang nodded. Their sisters-in-law got along well with each other, and he and his third brother could feel less worried outside.

"By the way, Third Brother was still talking about you yesterday. He said that he wanted to have a good talk with you tonight. You should also be careful and don't let Third Brother ask questions."

Cheng Lang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It's normal for him to ask me! And because I was asked, it shows that the third brother is willing to teach me."

Ms. Liu pursed her lips and smiled, as if this was indeed the case.

The husband and wife here were harmonious, and as soon as Zhao Jiajun came home, he was showered with lotus flowers, burst into tears, and began to complain.

Wang Ximeng was in the main room and did not come out and did not stop her from complaining.

Zhao Jiajun was accompanied by a book boy, who was staying in the front yard at the moment, and he came in alone.

"What's this fuss about?"

Wang Ximeng looked at the lotus with a half-smile but said in a strange tone: "Husband, you asked the wrong person. I didn't make a fuss. It's your good concubine who insists on returning to her mother's family. Husband, you are also with those powerful families. Have you ever heard of a concubine that you have come into contact with, and you can walk out of your husband's house and go back to your natal family? No, you should ask those gentes if the concubines they have taken are from their natal family. ?”

These words made He Hua's face change, and she said angrily: "Sister, why are you using such strong words? I am indeed a concubine, but I just thought that my mother was sick and I just went back to take a look. Why can't I even fulfill my filial piety?"

When mentioning filial piety, Zhao Jiajun's expression softened: "Mengmeng, why don't we let her go back?"

Wang Ximeng said with a smile: "Husband, do you believe this? She didn't go out the door all day long. How did she get the news from her mother's family? Also, if I remember correctly, Mrs. Xu went out to buy vegetables yesterday. I saw that her parents are busy doing business in the shed. If she is sick, how can she still come out to set up a stall? In my opinion, her husband should ask her carefully whether she wants to go back to her parents' home to visit her doctor or whether she wants to go meet her lover! "