Chapter 229: The two are also considered pro and pro

Nan Baoyi jumped off the swing: "Second brother, I'm going back to Songheyuan!"
She had to go and see what the elders were talking about.
At this time, Songheyuan Flower Hall.
After Nan Yan listened to Huang's words, her face was pale and shaky.
The Cheng family actually wants to retire her relatives and marry Nan Baoyi instead?
Why? !
Just because she went to Xuejia Bezhuang for a dinner last night?
In the final analysis, wasn't she here because of Cheng De's invitation?
This proves that she put Cheng Deji in her heart!
She looked at Huang with a nervous expression, "Auntie, did you misunderstand what happened last night?"
"Misunderstanding?" Huang sneered, "Your aunt is new, but you rushed to the banquet to hook up the rich and powerful. Are you unfilial? You have no money but you have to rent jewelry to dress yourself up. Are you vanity? You and Erlang in the middle of the night Riding in the same car, isn’t it shameless? After all, it’s from the outside room. Although it is a name, it is not elegant!
He slapped Nan Yan on the face like a slap in the face.
Tears rolled down, and inch-long nails pinched the palms to flesh.
Ten years...
Since she was sensible, she has worked hard to accumulate fame and participated in countless banquets before finally winning the name of a talented woman as a humble maid.
However, because her mother died, and she did not obediently do her filial piety at home, in the name of her talented girl, all the fame she had accumulated with her hard work, were completely destroyed...
Even the marriage that she had sought out by the government has disappeared.
She staggered a few steps back and held Huaji, so she didn't fall in embarrassment.
Huang didn’t care about her face, and turned to the old lady with a smile,
Lao Taijun Nan, we have come here sincerely to propose to Jiaojiao. She is a good girl, she is a good girl, she is smart, knowledgeable, and well-loved. Erlang likes it so much!"
The old lady drooped her eyelids and rubbed her forehead in disgust.
After a long while, she refused: "Although the Nan family is a merchant, it is also a face-to-face merchant. Our daughter is not the carrot in the vegetable field. You can let you pick and choose and use marriage as a trifling matter. Please come back, Mrs. Cheng Well, from now on, you and my family will not talk about marriage."
The maid immediately took the tea from Huang's hand and replaced it with a licorice decoction soup.
Treat guests with tea and order soup to see them off.
Serving the soup means seeing off the guests.
Huang's face is ugly.
She tightened her sleeves and turned to Cheng Yerou with a grudging smile, "Ye Rou, you are now Jiaojiao's aunt. If Jiaojiao and Erlang's marriage are allowed, our two families will be considered as pros and cons—"
"Sister-in-law said carefully." Cheng Yerou said softly, "There are so many officials and ladies in Jinguan City, why should you pick the girls from the Nan family? I don't know, but I thought you were dignified and coveted the dowry of the Nan family girl. It."
Huang was completely annoyed by being exposed.
She was caged with wide sleeves, and stood up in a huff.
Two steps out, she turned and picked up the licorice soup, deliberately splashing it on the ground in front of the Nan family's female relatives.
She snorted and walked away.
Jiang chuckled: "The madam, the decent prefect, she has no breath at all."
She beckoned, and the two maids immediately picked up the ground.
The old lady glanced at the crying Nan Yan, and said lightly: "You all go down, I have something to say to Nan Yan."
After Jiang and the others left, Nan Yan was red and swollen with tears, kneeling respectfully in front of the old man.
She raised her head, her face was full of admiration, and her voice was delicate and charming: "Grandma..."
"You know, over the years, I have never liked your auntie." The old lady said in a deep voice, "Your father ordered the marriage of the Song family back then. I specially called your auntie to the house and gave her 20,000 taels of silver. Ask her to leave Jinguan City and go elsewhere to make a living. She took the money and promised well, but in a blink of an eye she hooked up with your father. Such a lack of faith is really disdainful."
Nan Yan whispered: "Auntie was born in a third-class education, and she has never read a book, so she is a little angry at her work, please don't blame her grandmother."
"You have read books, but the Qingcheng Mountain Sangtian incident is not yours?"
The old man's voice was very calm, and he didn't even mean to question him.
Nan Yan's back was sweating coldly.
She raised her head cautiously and looked at the old man in disbelief.
It turned out that she knew about Sangtian in Qingcheng Mountain and it was her handwriting.
She whispered, "Did Nan Baoyi tell my grandmother? Grandmother, she wronged me..."
The old lady kept secret.
She spent a lot of money to buy this news from Bai Xiaosheng.
She said lightly: "Don't worry about how I knew it, you just need to know that our Nanjia doesn't owe you anything anymore."
"Grandma!" Nan Yan burst into tears and hugged her leg weakly and helplessly. "The same is your granddaughter, but you have never hugged Yan'er for so many years. Reunited with Yan'er... granddaughter is wronged! I have no feelings with my aunt at all, and I am the real admiration and respect for my grandmother!"
She cried very hard.
Because she knew that if she wanted to stay in Nan's house, she had to please this old woman.
The old lady always looked cold: "Don't worry, I'm calling you in, not to settle accounts with you."
Nan Yan was stunned.
The old lady slowly said: "The boss of Dongjie Mipu has been blessed by my southern family. He is now 20 years old and has a handsome appearance. He has not married a wife. He has little wealth in his family and has always wanted to get married with my southern family. I I will buy you a dowry and let you marry him. From now on, I will live with him."
Nan Yan sat down on her knees and shook her head desperately.
Tell her to marry the owner of Mipu? !
She is a well-known talented woman in Jinguancheng. How can she marry the owner of Mipu? !
Others will look down on her!
Regardless of her crying, Mother Ji motioned to the maid to drag her out.
The flower hall gradually became quiet.
Mother Ji personally rubbed the forehead for the old lady, and said warmly: "You have broken your heart for the junior."
"It's the blood of the third child, what can I do?" The old lady sighed, "Then Boss Dong is honest and kind and will not treat her harshly. It is her blessing to marry him. She is afraid that she will not accept it. I'm so kind, and I still hate me for hindering her future!"
"You have arranged the marriage for her, it is the best of all kindness. If she does not appreciate her, she can't blame you."
Mottled light and shadow.
The old lady raised her hand wearily and motioned to Mother Ji to step back.
She looked at the two rows of height nicks beside the red lacquer fan for a while, her eyes gradually softened.
Slowly, she looked outside the house.
There is a loquat tree planted outside the house, which was planted by the old man himself while he was still alive.
Twenty years have passed, and now the loquat tree is full of pavilions.
The loquat flowers that bloomed this winter swayed to the ground in the spring breeze.
She listened to the wind, looked at the tree, thought of her granddaughters, and the deceased old man, gradually feeling very gentle and peaceful in her heart.