Chapter 2192 Lack of money!

  As long as my son is fine and the second steward doesn't scold the silly boy.

  How could he not see that the second steward looked at the kid as stupid, so he gave him the job. Fortunately, he could blur what he said to these workers, so that everyone didn't find Li Shuang, a little spy.

   But what can I do.

  Working under someone else is a trivial matter.

   Besides, these people shouldn't gossip about other people's affairs.

  Working in a rich family, how can you talk about it.

   Fortunately, these people have a bottom line.

   If you don’t dare to say it out loud, just gossip in private. You dare not gather a crowd to gossip.

   I just didn't expect that the second steward was so smart that he could see the clues directly from the faces of these people.

   "By the way, Shuang'er, the second steward is not angry, right?" Li Mingde knew it in his mind, but he still couldn't help but confirm it.

  Li Shuang shook his head: "No, madam is fine, I think."

   He quietly lowered his voice and said.

"Oh, that's pretty good, I'd like to give everyone another chance, but this matter is a joke after all, if the second steward feels uncomfortable one day, I don't know if he will trouble everyone, although the second steward's personality It’s pretty good, but it’s not that you don’t get angry after being edited.”

   "Father, I mean, Madam is fine." Li Shuang leaned into his father's ear and repeated.

  Li Mingde pushed him away in disgust, feeling that the heat in his ears made it itchy, and he felt a little uncomfortable being so close to such an older son: "Speak as you speak, what are you doing so close."

   "I'm afraid of being heard." Li Shuang blinked innocently.

   "It's not about saying something serious, I'm afraid of shit."

   "How could it be? The second steward is my wife. It's not a big news." Li Shuang felt that his father's image was a bit tall.

   "Cough, cough, cough..." Li Mingde choked on his own saliva, and coughed several times before recovering.

  Li Shuang patted him on the back, a little confused, so: "Father, what are you in such a hurry for? You got snatched by your own saliva."

   Seeing the embarrassing scene by his own son, Li Mingde became angry with embarrassment, "For such a big matter, you can just say it casually, tell me what to do!"

   "Father... Didn't you say that?" Li Shuang felt wronged when he was beaten.

   "Hmph, you can figure it out, anyway, I'll pretend I haven't heard you say it."

  Li Mingde with his hands behind his back, pushed Li Shuang away in a husky voice, and then turned his back, as if he was not going to talk to him any more.

   Li Shuang stood in the cold wind.

   Quite bleak.

  Ye Muyu came out of the garden and returned to the mansion, only to find out that Tang Dongfeng had returned.

   "Is the road going well?"

  Ye Muyu entertained him in the guest room.

  Tang Dongfeng was also polite, and first handed over some land deeds and house deeds to her, as well as some sorted account books.

   While Ye Muyu was watching, he took advantage of this time to eat some pastries and drink lemonade to fill his stomach.

  Ye Muyu watched quickly.

  There are more than a dozen land deeds and house deeds in hand, which cost a total of 40,000 taels of silver.

  The closer you are to the capital, the more expensive it is. The ones in Fucheng are more expensive than the county towns, and the ones in Jiangnan are more expensive than those in the north.

  Just looking at her plan to buy all the houses in Dachu, at least five or six hundred houses, plus shops and Zhuangzi, will require a huge sum of money. She is really poor.

  Ye Muyu couldn't help being tempted by cement.

  (end of this chapter)