"Everyone, go back, go back! This pick of charcoal will be taken care of by our General's Mansion!"
"Bao Yuan'er? Do you have enough?"
Not far away, another family might also be eager to use charcoal, so she teased and tried with a smile, "Aunt Qian, why don't you give us some?"
"There are just two baskets of charcoal, how can we not use them all?"
Hearing the underlying meaning of the other party's words, Grandma Qian retorted somewhat angrily.
Then, she softened her expression, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said without retreating: "Besides, we are different from you. Our old lady sincerely worships Buddha and lives in Puyu Mountain all year round. Even if the charcoal cannot be used this year, it's a big deal. Save it for next year..."
"Ah……"
Seeing that there was a slight thorn in the words of Nanny Qian, the man laughed twice and replied in a somewhat bored tone.
Seeing this scene, other people knew that they could not count on this trip, so they could only leave disappointed and prepare to wait for the next trip.
Looking proudly at the backs of everyone leaving, Grandma Qian sneered like a victorious rooster, and sneered in a low voice: "If you want to grab charcoal, send someone over early to guard it. You are afraid of the cold and want to be lazy, but you also want to take advantage. How can there be such a good thing..."
"that is."
The powerful little maid agreed, and finally let go of Wan Qifu's old cotton-padded coat with some disgust.
She rubbed her frozen fingers and looked up at Grandma Qian, "Mammy, let's go back quickly. The charcoal in the house is almost gone."
"Um."
Aunt Qian nodded.
She looked at Wan Qifu and was about to bargain, but suddenly she made a hissing sound and felt something was wrong, "Eh? Why did the charcoal seller change today? Where is the old man from before?"
"The one before was my father."
Wan Qifu smiled and told the lie he had prepared long ago, "My father has been in poor health recently, so I came to take care of him for two days."
As she spoke, she looked at Aunt Qian with a smile and deliberately flattered her: "You must be Aunt Fan. My father often talks about you. He said that you look like a leading nanny, very noble. She is nothing like other nuns who serve people..."
"Is she noble?"
After hearing Wan Qifu's evaluation of Nanny Fan, Nanny Qian sneered disdainfully. "Humph, they are all serving people, and she is even more noble..."
"Ah? Aren't you Aunt Fan?"
Wan Qifu's face was full of surprise.
She was at a loss and apologized awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I just said casually, you have a lot, please don't take it to heart..."
"Why are you talking so much?"
After giving Wan Qifu a dissatisfied look, Grandma Qian turned and left.
"You can't even flatter me, you idiot."
The little maid suppressed her laughter and whispered something to Wan Qifu.
She raised her foot and kicked Wan Qifu's charcoal basket, and urged angrily, "Hey, what are you doing standing still? Pick up your charcoal and follow it... Don't you want to sell charcoal?"
"Eh……"
Wan Qifu looked embarrassed, picked up the charcoal obediently, and hurriedly followed him.
When she came to Mother Qian's side, she continued to apologize with a smile, "Mommy, please don't be like me just now. I just wanted to do business, and I had to say a few nice words, so..."
"Then you'd better not do business in the future."
Grandma Qian was not angry.
She glanced at Wan Qifu and wanted to say something to her again, but when she saw her handsome face and smiling face, the anger in her heart actually diminished a little.
After looking Wan Qifu up and down, she shook her head helplessly and suggested with great sincerity: "You can't do business with that look in your eyes.
It's better to take advantage of your youth and good looks to find a girl with good conditions and marry him. "
"oh."
Wan Qifu suppressed his laughter and nodded obediently.
After a while, she opened her beautiful and sharp red phoenix eyes and curiously began to inquire again, "Mommy, is that Nanny Fan bad? You seem to hate her very much..."
"she?"
Aunt Qian snorted coldly.
When she mentioned Grandma Fan, she felt aggrieved and wanted to say it, but when she opened her mouth, she could only swallow it all.
Then he said with a cold face and no emotion: "You are wrong. I don't hate anyone."
"Can……"
Wan Qifu felt something was wrong and wanted to ask a few more questions. At this time, Grandma Qian suddenly stopped.
It turned out that Shou Mingju had arrived.
After taking Wan Qifu into the courtyard, Grandma Qian was busy, asking the maids to quickly collect the charcoal and don't forget to send a basket to Master Jing'an.
While busy, he went to the side room to get some money.
Seeing that everyone was busy, Wan Qifu followed Ruan Yunluo's instructions, turned aside, and came to the main room.
In the main room, Wan Qifu was flipping through Mrs. Xi's Buddhist scriptures and antiques... Suddenly, she saw a locked Buddhist hall not far away.
Seeing that the Buddhist hall was locked, she felt strange and hurriedly stepped forward to check...
But as soon as her fingers touched the lock, she heard Nanny Qian scolding her, "What do you want to do! You're so good, who let you in!"
"I...I saw that this house is so beautiful, so I just wanted to take a look..."
"just looking around?"
Aunt Qian frowned and sneered.
She looked suspiciously at Wan Qifu up and down, and then scolded her coldly, "What kind of place do you think this is! Who do you think you are! Is this a place that people like you can just look at!"
"Then I won't look at it..."
Wan Qifu pretended to be unreasonable and said sarcastically.
Her eyes glanced at the lock on the Buddhist hall, she thought for a while, and advised a little aggrievedly, "Mommy, I heard that this Buddhist hall cannot be locked. If the Buddhist hall is locked, the Bodhisattvas cannot come in and out freely. This is extremely disrespectful. …”
"none of your business!"
Grandma Qian glared at Wan Qifu again angrily.
Afraid that she would continue to pester the temple, she hurriedly chased Wan Qifu away and walked out.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now..."
Wan Qifu was kicked out, and while walking out in embarrassment, he did not forget to stretch out his hand confidently, "Mommy, you can let me go, but you have to give me the money first. Those charcoal are the charcoal I worked so hard to get from the mountain." It was carried up step by step, and that was hard-earned money..."
"Here you go!"
Nanny Qian impatiently stuffed all the coins into Wan Qifu's hands.
Wan Qifu "accidentally" dropped the copper plate on the ground and hurriedly knelt down to pick it up.
While "inadvertently" picking up the coins, the token of the General's Mansion quietly fell from her arms...
Grandma Qian's eyes were shocked and she quickly picked up the token.
Hiding the token behind her, she watched the "unknowing" Wan Qifu leave with anxiety.
When she walked away, Nanny Qian took out the token and looked at it. She was even more shocked - what she picked up was actually the token from her general's mansion...
But, what are the people in the General's Mansion doing here secretly at Puyu Mountain?
Could it be that the situation in the General's Mansion is about to change?
