Chapter 246 The second unlucky one

   "How did the second child offend the third child?" Mrs. Hou asked casually, thinking of the picture of the second child being pressed and beaten by the third child, she wanted to laugh.

   Since when did the third child start beating the second child? Mrs. Hou recalled that it probably started when the second child killed the puppy of the third child. After that, the third child seemed to be enlightened, as long as the second child provoked him or made him unhappy So, the third child was pressing down on the second child on the martial arts arena to beat him up.

  Beating until he won the first prize, the third child became more stable, and the second child was completely afraid of him.

Xianglan replied in a low voice, and Madam Hou understood, "It turned out that the second son's family and Sister Ting provoked it, no wonder the third son asked him to take care of others." Thinking of Su's up and down temperament, Madam Hou couldn't bear it. I have to sympathize with the second son, the bastard.

   But, the third child is too protective of his wife, right? This made Mrs. Hou feel a little uncomfortable.

  After Wen Chengyao returned to the second room, he naturally quarreled fiercely with Su Shi. Su Shi was used to domineering, so it would be strange if he could bow his head and admit his mistake.

"Obviously it was the third child who beat you. You can't beat the third child, but you vent your anger on me. If you have the ability, you go to the third child! The third child knows how to stand up for his wife and children, how about you? You will quarrel with me, You will blame me! Now that you despise me, don't forget, if it wasn't for me, if it wasn't for my father, you would be where you are today?"

   These words immediately hit Wen Chengyao's self-esteem as a man, and he glared fiercely at Mrs. Su with a gloomy and terrifying expression.

Seeing his slap raised high, Su raised her head and raised her chest, "Slap me! Hit me if you want! Believe it or not, I dare to use the slap mark to go to my father to seek justice? If my father knows that he has high hopes Your son is just a coward who can beat women, will he still bother with you?"

  Wen Chengyao's pupils constricted, trembling with anger, "It's unreasonable." He rushed out the door.

   This stupid woman! He was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would lose his mind.

  The Su family controlled Wen Chengyao very strictly. He only had Aunt Yan who gave birth to a **** by his side. She was able to give birth to a **** not because she had means, but because she was honest and timid. How timid is it? Even if her son was being bullied, she didn't dare to say a word, she would just stay in the yard, doing needlework every day, and she didn't dare to show her face except to say hello. Even if Wen Chengyao entered her room, she was more apprehensive than happy.

  Would Wen Chengyao be interested in such a person? It may not be possible to think of her once she comes back for a year.

In the end, Wen Chengyao went to Aunt Ding's place. Aunt Ding saw her son's expression and felt a little bit in her heart, "What's the matter, did you quarrel with Mrs. Su again? The same is true for your wife. You have been tired outside for a day, and you have to go back home. In the mansion, she is not careless in serving you, and even makes you angry..."

  Wen Chengyao was impatient, interrupted her directly, and lay down on the soft couch, "Auntie, where is the medicinal wine? Wipe it for me."

   "Second Master is injured?" Aunt Ding was startled, and rushed over to tear her son's clothes, "Where is the injury? Auntie, take a look."

  Wen Chengyao avoided it uncomfortably, a little impatiently, "It's not a serious injury, just wipe it off with medicinal wine."

  Aunt Ding turned her head and ordered, "Yan Cui, why don't you hurry up and bring over the medicinal wine, didn't you hear that the second master was injured? You don't have any sharp eyesight." As a concubine, she is not a very good-tempered person.

  Yan Cui quickly brought over the medicinal wine, and Aunt Ding wanted to wipe it for her son herself, but was stopped by Wen Chengyao, "You don't need to work **** Auntie, just a maid will do."

   "Second Master is filial." Aunt Ding was very happy. When she saw the bruise on her son's back, her happiness turned into distress, "It's so serious, Second Master, how did you get hurt?"

  Wen Chengyao hesitated, can he say he was beaten by the third child? The third child is insidious, he only picks where it hurts, hiss...it hurts him to death!

   "It's all skin trauma, it will be fine in two days, so don't ask, Auntie." Wen Chengyao said perfunctorily.

  What else does Auntie Ding not understand? "Is it the third one? Did he hit you again? Killing a thousand knives, beheading his head, how could he do such a trick to his elder brother? I said he was cruel and rebellious. Your father still didn't believe it. A brother and a foot can be harmed, what good can it be..."

   Cursing with an angry face, this made Wen Chengyao even more irritable, "Auntie, please don't say a few words." If it reaches the ears of the aunt, both he and the aunt will be in trouble.

  Auntie Ding was reprimanded by her son, she was very aggrieved, "Second Master, Auntie still loves you?"

  Looking at the crying face of his biological mother, Wen Chengyao put on his clothes and got off the bed, "I'm leaving."

   "You are still hurt, where are you going? Auntie asked someone to cook soup for you..." Aunt Ding chased to the door, but saw her son had gone far away, she was so angry that she grabbed the handkerchief, "This child!"

  He Xiaodie was released early in the morning. After Master Xiaowen came back, Yu Zhi was a little more tired. If she was not careful, she forgot the person who was still hanging on the tree. As for the others, they naturally did not dare to make their own claims and put them down.

  So, He Xiaodie hung on the tree all night, barely getting frozen.

  Yu Zhi glanced at her, and said: "Since you stay by my side, you must abide by my rules, there will be no next time."

   After a long time, Yu Zhi had left, and He Xiaodie on the bed said in a low voice: "Got it."

  The second unlucky one was an inconspicuous little maid on the sweeper. The snow was not swept clean, causing the third master to almost fall. He was fined five boards and sold it.

   A day later, a second-class maid beside Qin Yushuang was also sold out of the house on charges of theft.

  Yu Zhi listened to the news that Lian Wu had inquired, while eating melon seeds and eating melons, while complaining in his heart. He was born tall and burly, but he could still beat the second master so that he couldn't fight back, and slipped and fell on a little bit of snow? If you want to settle the charges, you should be more careful, okay?

  Oh, no, this is a vicious feudal society, where the master wants to sell his slaves, so why bother to make accusations? Say you are wrong, right and wrong.

  The first maid was alright, but she was not dedicated to her errands. The second one is unlucky, who would dare to buy it under the charge of theft?

   Who knows that this is Wen Jiuxiao's deliberate intention. Compared with the bribed maid, he hates the people behind him more, and he also uses this to warn his sister-in-law not to stretch her hands so long.

  Of course Yu Zhi wouldn't sympathize with these two maids, she just thinks that her small-minded Mrs. Wen is cute, as long as she doesn't play tricks on her, then there is no problem at all!

  Master Xiaowen is so protective of his wife and son, Yu Zhi feels that he has to show himself. Filled with rice and soup, endured sleepiness and got up to send Mrs. Xiaowen to the court, sent each other softly, greeted each other with a smile, and acted like a good wife. He even had the idea of ​​making clothes for Mr. Xiaowen...of course he gave up in the end!

  That pair of trousers, those mid-length trousers made by Yu Zhi with great efforts, with drawstrings at the waist and trouser legs tied with drawstrings, similar to modern bloomers.

  The two trouser legs are the same length and the same width, they look pretty good, and Yu Zhi was very proud of it. What's so difficult about making pants? Didn't she do it too?

The results of it? On the night Mr. Xiaowen changed into it, he moved a little too much, and the thread of his trousers came apart...

  Facing Mr. Shang Xiaowen's half-smiling eyes, Yu Zhi's old face was completely ashamed, he was so ashamed that he could fry eggs on his face!

   Never use needles to make clothes again in this life.

  (end of this chapter)