Sister Guihua naturally felt her movements and couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"Our young lady told her before she left that Aunt Liu and dogs are not allowed inside. What if she violates the ranking of our ancestor?"
Aunt Liu put her hands on her hips and said in a strange tone:
"Hey, is this the ranking for clashing with the Grandmaster? I want to see whose Grandmaster is so fragile. He was bumped into before he even got in!"
With that said, Aunt Liu carried her clothes and walked in. Sister Guihua knew she couldn't stop her, so she didn't stop her at all.
But unexpectedly, she seemed to see the ancestor's tablet move slightly.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
All the objects in Qingguang Pavilion have spirituality. Sister Guihua didn't think so in the past, but now she really does.
Aunt Liu stood in front of the memorial tablet and called "Yu Ting". Lu Yuting hurried over and asked her what happened.
"Mother."
"Look, who is more powerful, this memorial tablet of our ancestor, or your master?"
Sister Guihua frowned and couldn't help but wonder to herself, what were the two people discussing?
Why can't I understand it?
Lu Yuting looked at the words on the tablet, couldn't help but cover her mouth with a handkerchief, and whispered:
"Of course my daughter's master is more powerful. The person my mother has hired must not be an ordinary person. Besides, my sister's master is no longer here. What can a deceased person do?"
With a few words, Lu Yuting raised her position.
Although Sister Guihua didn't understand what they were saying, she roughly understood the meaning behind their words, which was nothing more than saying something bad about their ancestor.
Sister Guihua has such a bad temper that she gets angry all of a sudden. She can say bad things about anyone, but her family’s ancestor?
That's the young lady's master!
Ask yourself, everything has been smooth sailing since Sister Daguihua moved in. Couldn't all of this be the blessing of the ancestor?
Having been favored by others, Sister Guihua did not allow anyone to slander her. She directly grabbed her and asked: "What do you mean? Our ancestor is not good, but your family is fine?"
Lu Yuting snorted coldly and refused to pay attention to her.
This situation made Sister Guihua even more angry. What the hell!
What is this!
One or two, they have nothing to do to find trouble, right?
Sister Guihua was so angry that she suddenly saw that the tablet of the founder seemed to have moved again, and she didn't know if it was her imagination.
If the Patriarch appears, he will directly teach these two a shameless lesson! Let them show off their power here every day.
The young lady is not at home, but she really thinks of herself as half the owner of Qingguang Pavilion!
Sister Guihua was very unconvinced and stared coldly at the woman in front of her.
Aunt Liu and her daughter seemed to have something wrong, but they were not in a hurry to do anything. They came to the shop and looked left and right, as if they were looking for something.
However, what troubled Sister Guihua was that before they came in, many pilgrims came to the shop one after another.
But now they came in to make an appointment to touch a stick of incense, but not a single pilgrim came in!
You are really looking for bad luck for yourself!
Sister Guihua couldn't bear it anymore and kicked her out directly:
"If there's nothing else, I'd like you two to go out. Besides, you're here, and we really have a bad luck here!"
Aunt Liu quit on the spot and shouted: "Hey? You are open for business, why do you have to drive people out? What did your lady teach you? Do you know the rules?"
"Stop throwing dirty water on our young lady! Don't look in the mirror to see how much you weigh!"
"You..." Aunt Liu was so angry that she was speechless.
She was originally from a humble background, and all the women from aristocratic families were aloof. How could any of them be able to quarrel with her?
I thought that I was already a good talker, and few people could talk better than me, but now I met a Osmanthus elder sister. This naughty and rogue appearance made Aunt Liu feel that she was like that woman from a wealthy family.
Unconsciously, I straightened my waist and spoke in a coherent manner.
Sure enough, people still have to compare. If there is no one who is more rogue than oneself to compare with, one will not be noble.
Aunt Liu smiled proudly, "What kind of low-class person is worthy of speaking in front of me? Since your young lady hasn't come back yet, this lady is always here, right?"
"I don't talk to you, I only talk to you people in charge."
With that said, Aunt Liu sat on the main seat in the main hall minding her own business, which made Sister Guihua want to go over and slap her twice.
She's just a concubine who knows how to act coquettishly. Why is she still standing here in such a high-sounding manner, asking the lady to come out to see her?
It seems that there is still something hidden in what Madam usually says.
She could tell from Mrs. Lu's words that this concubine was quite arrogant in the General's Mansion.
I thought it was just arrogance. Mrs. Lu was a general person, so naturally she wouldn't say anything more detailed to her.
Looking at it now, Mrs. Lu's dignified and decent temperament has suffered a lot from such rogues, right?
Thinking about it, Sister Guihua felt furious. If this matter was so difficult to handle, then just let her do it.
She is not from the general's palace, but just a handyman under the young lady. This concubine is in charge of heaven and earth, how can she take care of this?
Thinking about it, Sister Guihua grabbed the rag next to her, reached behind the Taishi chair, and wiped it randomly.
The movement was so fast that Aunt Liu didn't react. By the time she came to her senses, Sister Guihua had already rubbed the smelly rag on her clothes countless times.
Sister Guihua sneered.
Aunt Liu jumped up from her chair and shouted:
"What are you doing! Do you know this is fine silk? Can you afford it if it gets stained?"
"Your life is worth nothing!"
As Aunt Liu spoke, she suddenly smelled a foul smell coming from behind her clothes, and she suddenly became even more angry.
She stared at Sister Guihua and kept shaking off her clothes.
"What does it smell like! It stinks like hell! You bitch! How dare you touch me? Believe it or not, I'll just ask someone to beat you to death?"
The smell was so strong that the fire in Aunt Liu's heart grew stronger and stronger, and she wanted to go up and slap Sister Guihua in the mouth.
"What's wrong? Hey, such clean clothes are stained? Aunt Liu, I didn't mean it. Who told you to sit down? Only the lady can make this chair. Now the lady is not at home, no one dares to touch it , you are conscious of it, just sitting there, motionless, you don't know, you think you have become a god."
Sister Guihua said, her face full of disdain, which made Aunt Liu's anger reach its peak. She wished she could call someone to come and beat Sister Guihua to a pulp!
"you you……"
