"If I vent my anger on your behalf, I will definitely touch the people of the Meng clan. Offending the clan members for you is a very uneconomical thing. Do you think I will agree to it?"
Mrs. Meng looked at Mu Yunhan quietly.
Mu Yunhan said: "Maybe, maybe not. But I feel that if you are not touched at all, you will not mention this matter to me."
Mrs. Meng said slyly: "Maybe I just want you to hold your nose and endure it, and at the same time, I don't want to lose you as my goddaughter?"
Mu Yunhan always kept smiling: "I'm not that kind of person. If it doesn't affect my safety, I can pretend not to know about small things, but if it affects my safety, I won't tolerate it."
Mrs. Meng sneered: "What if I insist on not agreeing to you."
Mu Yunhan stood up and saluted solemnly: "Then I have to solve it in my own way."
"You're blocking a car with your arms, you're so big! Aren't you afraid of getting in the car?"
"Do princes and generals like Xiang Ning have any kind of talent? Didn't the great ancestors of the time also start from a small soldier? Aren't the ancestors of the Meng family also old farmers?"
Mu Yunhan was about to leave: "Thanks to your previous care, I brought a gift, which is 300-year-old ginseng. I hope it can replenish my health. Don't give it away anymore, because..."
She smiled playfully: "The landlord's family doesn't have any food left."
From beginning to end, there was no cynicism or scolding. She always remained elegant and decent.
Mrs. Meng suddenly laughed: "Even a landlord's family doesn't have any surplus food."
Over the years, she has seen too many people who, faced with this kind of grievance, finally swallowed their anger.
He made the safest choice in a smooth and sophisticated manner, but lost his backbone and original intention.
Or for the sake of the so-called "integrity", they think it is unfair, make a fuss, forget all the good things in the past, and lose their sense of proportion and grace.
She understands them, but doesn't agree with them.
But today, she thought, she might have met someone who could gain her approval.
"Don't leave." Mrs. Meng took Mu Yunhan's hand and said with a touch of intimacy, "I like you very much, sincerely."
After surviving a crisis safely, Mu Yunhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "I like you too."
Old Madam Meng asked Nanny Yang to take away Meng Jia's letter: "The person in charge of this matter is your sister-in-law Rui. I have taken away her power and let her go home. Is the supervisor involved..."
Mrs. Meng smiled: "I believe in Buddhism and want to accumulate merit for Sansan's good deeds. I don't want to hurt anyone's life, so I asked him and his family to be sent to the mines in the north to mine."
Most of Zhao's mineral deposits are in the north, and the climate conditions are particularly harsh. Most of the miners are prisoners and have a narrow escape from death. The remaining ones will starve to death and freeze to death.
The steward who did bad things in Jingzhao Mansion and his family will all pay a heavy price for his betrayal.
Mu Yunhan neither thanked nor expressed his condolences.
Paying back debts is a matter of course.
Walking on the cusp of the storm, one careless move will lead to the loss of everything. This is not the time to be kind.
Mrs. Meng was even more satisfied: "Fortunately, you didn't say anything to me about not being as sinful as my family."
It's really a pity that such a girl can't become her daughter-in-law. Otherwise, she can live a long life, so there is no need to worry like this.
Suddenly I heard the housekeeper's mother-in-law say: "Madam, we have a visitor."
The greeting card was sent in, but it was the eldest lady of the Zhou family, Zhou Bida's wife. (To be continued)