"My grandma..." Xi Yue felt aggrieved.

She was beaten by that little bitch Xi Feng. Not only did she not vent her anger for her, she even scolded her in front of the little bitch. She was almost in aggrieved to death.

Xi Yue covered her face, cried, and ran back to the guest room.

Xi Lan hurriedly chased after him, "Ah Mi, I'll go see Ah Yue."

Cheng was so angry that his heart and lungs were aching. He stared at Wang and cursed, "It's all a group of ignorant people. The sky is about to fall. He is still only concerned about fighting with A Feng's dead girl, with shallow eyes..."

"My mother, you can't blame A Yue for this. It's all because of that dead girl A Feng. She knows that a fire broke out in our house and is still wearing colorful clothes. I think they are not here to care about us, they are obviously here to laugh at us." Wang gritted his teeth and pushed the mistake on Xi Feng's head.

Thinking of the glamorous Xi Feng and the disfigured and injured son, Wang said sadly, "My mother... the master is in prison, and Ayan is seriously injured again. What should we do in the future?"

Without his husband and son, Wang suddenly felt like he had lost all his backbone, and was so panicked that he had no idea at all.

Cheng lowered his head, wiped his tears, and said, "Send someone to Wanjia, Songjia, and Zhujia, and inform Alan to come back as soon as possible. I have something to discuss with them."

"My grandma, such a big thing happened in our family has long been spreading. Alan and the others may be on the way here."

"Well, then you send an old lady to the entrance of the alley to welcome him."

Wang was busy and agreed.

Wang ordered the close-fitting woman to go, then looked at her clothes and said, "My grandma, let the butler go to the shop to get some silver to buy some clothes. Alan and Ayue and I can't always wear the clothes of servants. When outsiders come, they will laugh at us."

After all, she was also the eldest wife of the Xi family, wearing the servant's coarse cloth and bad clothes, and what was it like?

Cheng lowered his head, glanced at the shoes that didn't fit very well on his feet, and told the butler to go to the shop.

There are two shops in the big house, one grocery shop and one tea shop. Both shops are doing well in business, especially the grocery shop, which has a good location and a prosperous business. If you sell more in a day, you can sell hundreds of taels of silver.

The income in the shop is settled every half month, and Xi Tonglin comes to settle the bill in person every time. However, at the end of last month, Xi Tonglin entered the prison cell and had not had time to find the account in the shop to settle the bill, the money was still in the shop.

Fortunately, the money was not taken away, otherwise it would have been burned by fire when I put it at home.

Cheng was glad that he had only cared about his son's experience these days and did not care about getting the money from the shop. Otherwise, at this moment, he would have been afraid that he would not even have the money to buy a few pieces of clothes.

The butler went to the two shops for a trip, and at noon, he brought back nine hundred taels of silver.

The housekeeper said, "The tea shop has the tea supply from the tea shop, so there is no need for silver to purchase. In the second half of May, the income is 500 taels of silver. The old slave brought it all. The grocery store has a better business, but it has to be purchased twice a month. In the second half of May, a total of more than 1,300 taels of silver were sold. At the end of the month, a batch of grain was bought and returned. It cost 800 taels, and the remaining 500 taels. The old slave took 400 taels back. The one hundred taels were left in the shop for circulation."
Chapter completed!