Going to ancient times with a sign-in system: Stepmothers are not to be trifled with

Chapter 38 It's Not A Fuel-Efficient Lamp

"Come here for the four little masters? Then you have to keep an eye on them."

"Miss, what is the background of that woman?"

Guo Xiaoxiao shook his head, "I don't know either. I always feel like something is going to happen."

Seeing that Guo Xiaoxiao was a little tired, Chang hurriedly comforted her: "Miss, don't worry, from today onwards, we must take good care of the little masters."

"Well, I'll have to work hard for you next. I'm a little tired, so I'll take a rest first." After that, Guo Xiaoxiao got up and walked towards her room.

"Hey, slow down, miss."

"Well, go ahead."

"Yes, ma'am."

When Guo Xiaoxiao entered the room, Chang's face turned cold immediately, she looked in the direction of the village and said, "No matter who you are, don't disturb Miss's quiet life."

After seeing off the aunt who was helping, Cheng Wanyan came over and said in a low voice: "Mother, sister-in-law, that family in the village should also pay attention."

"Well, I've been looking at them for the past two days, and they've always been on the two young masters. I don't know what to do, so I'll let Changshun handle it." Then, he yelled in the direction of the backyard. With a voice, "Changshun, Changshun."

As soon as he put the carriage back, he heard his mother's voice, and Chang Shun quickly responded, "Mother, come here."

Hurrying over, looking at the cold-faced old lady and daughter-in-law, Chang Shun felt that something was serious, so he asked, "Mother, what happened?"

Chang made arrangements with a serious face: "There are two refugee families in the village, one is the Qian family, and the other is a family of five brothers."

"We are watching over the Qian family. Pay more attention to the Qin family in that village. They don't look like peasants, but they look like soldiers."

"Yes, my son understands."

"Second daughter-in-law, please pay more attention to the third and fourth misses, especially the fourth miss. She is too young and prone to accidents. Boss daughter-in-law, from today onwards, we will guard this yard."

"Yes, mother."

"Well, go and see what else to do, hurry up and do what you have to do."

"Yes."

As the three turned around and were busy, Chang's eyes fell on Xiao Ziyang who had been standing under the eaves and looking at them.

"Young master, what's the matter?"

"Grandma Chang, you can call me Ziyang. Thank you for taking care of us, we will be filial to our stepmother in the future." Saying that, he was about to salute to Mrs. Chang.

How could the Chang family agree?

Quickly stepped forward to support Xiao Ziyang, "Young Master Ziyang, no. We cannot accept your gift."

"Miss promised us not to call ourselves slaves, it is already a kindness. Master Ziyang can't salute us."

Seeing that Xiao Ziyang pursed his lips and said nothing, Chang raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Master Ziyang, if you want others to not bully you, you have to become stronger."

"Miss once said that in the face of powerful abilities, all conspiracies and schemes are futile. I know that you are all good boys, and you are also practicing martial arts. If you don't dislike it, you can usually practice with my son."

"Wu, only by practicing more can you know what level you are and where you are not enough."

"Well, Ziyang listened to Grandma Chang."

"Okay, let's go."

"Well, thank you, Grandma Chang."

For Xiao Ziyang's thank you, Chang accepted it, not for anything else, but hoped that this child would be like what he said, and would not be an unfilial person.

Ugh…

What is the fate of her lady...

Sighing in my heart, I walked into the room, picked up a piece of navy blue cloth and cut it...

West of the village.

Qian couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so she simply stopped sleeping and sat up directly.

Looking at the empty yard, thinking about the attitude of that old lady of the Zhou family towards her just now, and wishing she could tear herself apart.

The old woman didn't think about it either. If she hadn't always said that she would have children, as long as she married her son, she would not have to work in the fields, as long as she cooked and washed at home, she would not bother to look at her wooden son.

I thought her family was just a mud leg, but if that woman hadn't made a fuss today, I wouldn't have known that her family was actually a wealthy family.

It seems that in order to let him marry his son, it was not empty talk to say that he would wear silk and satin for himself.

It's just that today is weird.

I and Wu Jiashan have already cooked rice, so why did that old woman show me a face all of a sudden?

Mrs. Qian sorted things out one by one...

But she stroked it several times, but she didn't find out where the problem was.

Just as he was thinking, Zhou's voice sounded in the yard, "Qian, Qian..."

Hearing the sound, Qian looked towards the door suspiciously. She wanted to endure the pain and get up and go out, but she rolled her eyes and immediately lay down. Then she replied angrily, "Hey, I'm here..."

Seeing no one, Mrs. Zhou, who was familiar with the way, raised her foot and stepped in. Seeing Mrs. Qian who was lying on the bed, she opened her mouth and wanted to call her a lazy person, but when she saw Mrs. Qian, she was thinking desperately. The movement of getting up, and the rainy eyes of the pear blossoms, made Zhou feel guilty in an instant.

Yes.

Zhou felt guilty.

She came here because she wanted Mrs. Qian to take care of her son.

But the situation in front of her didn't allow her to think too much.

Then he sighed, walked to the bedside and asked softly, "Why is it so serious? Should I see a doctor for you?"

Qian squirmed her lips a few times, but she didn't say it out, "in desperation" she had to shake her head to express that she didn't need it.

This time, Mrs. Zhou refused.

He patted Qian's cold hand and said: "It's okay, you rest, I'll find you a doctor right away."

After all, he quickly walked out of the house and ran towards the outside.

After confirming that Mrs. Zhou hadn't come back, Mrs. Qian sat up slowly, and snorted coldly: "You want me to take care of her son? She doesn't look good, but she thinks pretty well."

"Does my wife know how to take care of people? I don't even look at her son's virtues. If I hadn't given my mother two golden hairpins and promised that all the money in the family would be in my mother's hands, do you think my mother would let him touch it?"

"If it wasn't for those four brats, I wouldn't have come to this remote village to be a peasant woman. It's really bad luck."

Mrs. Qian was talking to herself, but she didn't notice that her precious lump had returned, and she was sitting under the eaves at the moment, thinking about how to take the money from her...

Not long after, a small head poked out from the gate of the courtyard, and whispered to Qian Jinbao, who was frowning and thinking: "Jinbao, Jinbao..."

Hearing his little friend's voice, Qian Jinbao first glanced at his mother's room, seeing that there was no movement, then got up and ran to his little friend quickly, pulled him to hide in a corner and asked in a low voice: "Ugly, what are you doing?" coming?"

"Jin Bao, didn't you say you came home to get money to buy my sister a flower?"

"Seeing that you haven't come, my sister said that you must have been beaten by your mother. Let me take a look and intercede for you."

(End of this chapter)