The lights were bright. Mu Yunhan was holding an account book in his left hand and an abacus in his right hand. His fingers were moving quickly, and the beads on the abacus were "cracking".
The decree of marriage came so suddenly and quickly that she was not prepared.
She must seize the time to clear out the accounts, which ones should be kept by Mu An and Mu Ying, and which ones should be taken away by her. These must be sorted out, and documents should be set up and kept on record just in case.
The Mu family is greedy, and the Gu family is a wolf that eats people without spitting out their bones.
You have to think about the future. If something happens to her, the two children must have money with them.
And these people who follow her have to work hard and have money to support themselves in retirement.
Xiaomi, Bai Wuwei, and Mu Li were busy together, while Da Mi was responsible for serving tea and water for defense.
Mu Ying took over all the trivial matters at home, and at the same time sorted out what items were suitable for dowry.
The movement from the main room came quickly, but it was not gossip from the servants, but Mrs. Mu Er and Mu Jin, crying and seeking medical treatment.
Mu Yunhan stopped what she was doing and let Mu Li and Bai Wuwei get busy first. She took Xiaomi to meet Mrs. Mu Er and her son in the next room.
Because she was afraid of being embarrassed by her servants, Mrs. Mu covered her head and face with a cloak, while Mu Jin only used a handkerchief to wrap her wound.
"Let me show Jin'er first. My poor child has been bullied since he was a child. I thought it was time for him to feel proud, but he is still bullied!"
Mrs. Mu Er took off her cloak, tears streaming down her cheeks, and showed the wound to Mu Yunhan: "Those who are crazy think she is noble and gentle, but who knows she is just a shrew in the city, shameless and lifeless!"
Mu Jin hummed for a long time and whispered: "In good times, it is an illusion, but in bad times, it is the truth."
This is quite interesting. Mu Yunhan looked at Mu Jin seriously: "When you are poor, it is an illusion, but when you are rich, it is the truth."
Mu Jin smiled and scratched her hair with her good hand: "Sister, let me show it to my mother first. She can't have scars on her face. After that, the host will have to show up when entertaining guests. I can bear it."
Mrs. Mu said: "How can that work? That's your writing hand! How can you study if you become disabled?"
Mu Yunhan comforted them: "Don't worry, I just looked at it, it's just a flesh injury. I have special medicine for the second aunt's injury. It may leave a little trace, which can be covered with powder. Jindi didn't hurt any tendons."
It doesn't matter if there are veins or scars, it will be covered by pulling the sleeves."
Mrs. Mu Er then calmed down, and she and Mu Jin went to find Xiaomi and Mu Yunhan to clean and tidy up the wounds. It was already midnight.
Mu Yunhan already knew what happened from Mrs. Mu Er's complaint, and was quite speechless.
If he had asked her first, of course she would be impatient to ask for Mu Yao's furniture.
Those pieces of furniture were all made according to the preferences of Mu Yao and her daughter, and it is hard to avoid thinking of them when using them.
To be honest, at her current stage, she doesn't lack money, fame, or status, but she doesn't care so much about some external things.
Even if she went to get married with nothing in her hands and a baggage, people would guess that the bag contained silver notes and treasures.
She had already thought about it, and she would collect the necessary furniture from Beijing, as long as it was acceptable.
As for other antiques, calligraphy and painting treasures, she has accumulated a lot in the past, and they can also be disposed of through Huanhualou.
None of it is a problem.
No matter what the purpose of Mr. Mu Er and his wife was, after all, they were beaten because of her, and they have to give an explanation. (To be continued)