Chapter 111: The means of the old lady, where Lin Biao Niang’s place is, Molan’s determination (1)

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From the time of entering the gate of Shengfu, the old lady iced a face, first called Xiao Changdong to go back to see Xiangxiang, then went to the house to see Wang, just walked to the gate of the hospital, I heard a sharp woman called Sound: "...you are dead! I am raising a prostitute for a lifetime, and I am not saying that the monk is better!" Then there is the scream of Sheng Sheng: "Otherwise, how do you want to end!"
The old lady looked at Hai's face, and Hai's face was red. She quickly pushed down the around her. The girl immediately twitched her voice and said: "The old lady is here!"
The room calmed down, and the old lady walked in through the curtain, went through the treasure chest, went straight into the tip, and saw Wang lying in bed, dressed in a candied coat in the golden thread quilt. The face was sallow, but the sacrum was full of abnormal redness. It was just a temper, and the old lady who stood up and saw the old lady coming in and quickly came to salute.
The old lady gave him a cold look and said nothing. Wang’s struggle to get up and meet, Minglan quickly pressed her down, and the old lady walked over and said:
Don’t get up, raise it. ""
Ming Lan sneaked a glance at the Shengyu couple, and suddenly he was shocked. Sheng Sheng suddenly gave birth to Huafa. It seems that he was seven or eight years old, and Wang’s face was as if he had a serious illness. Ming Lan was stunned. When the situation was wrong, I dared not wait too much. I paid a courtesy to Sheng and Wang, and asked An to quit and went straight back to Cangzhai.
Wang’s eyes looked at Hai’s side, and Hai’s nodded slightly. He knew that the old lady had already understood the ins and outs of the matter, and the tears were full:
The old lady...the wife is not used, and the eyelids are called out. Such a faceless thing! I...I..."
The old lady waved her hand and cut off Wang’s words: "There is no blame for you in the ink skull. There are only thousands of thieves in the millennium. There is no millennium thief. Besides, it is a man who loves the master. Whoever can’t give a little face, from It’s not good to control the dead."
The rhetoric of this saying, Sheng Hao's face was red, only bowed his head and sweared, and did not dare to answer. Wang saw the old lady talking to her, then she took the scorpion on her face and cried aloud: "Mother said! Not on the face of the old man, who would ask them to make this ghost trick! But it hurts me..."
The old lady interrupted her again: "There is nothing wrong with you in the ink head, but the thing like Shantou is your fault! You want a few prostitutes to make a few families, this mountain looks at the mountain high, and suddenly it faces east. When I was facing the west, my mother hurts you, and now I am annoyed, you haven’t thought about it!"
Wang remembered the anger of his mother and the betrayal of his sister. He felt a bit of pain in his heart and fell on his pillow and cried.
Sheng Yu was shy and bowed: "Mother, look at this... what should I do?"
Mrs. Sheng still ignores him and goes straight to Wang. "You still have to raise it. Those who don't think about it beforehand, such as Lan Caigang and Yan, can talk slowly." Serve like that, then turn around and go out; Sheng Yan sees the old lady with a sharp face, not dare to speak out, only eyes squatting out.
When Ming Lanyi returned to Cangzhai, I saw a group of small squats standing in the door and welcoming. Minglan smiled and waited to enter the room. The rolling tea, on the table is a set of cups of white porcelain painted with bright blue spring, and there is also a dish of fresh fruit. Minglan’s heart is quite satisfied, and he’s really rewarded with a few words. .
As soon as he entered the room, Dan Orange opened a small box cage with a smile, and took out a light purple silk bag and stuffed it into the eyebrows: "The strange girl wants to give you this extra thick, it is a good one!"
If the eyebrows arrogantly picked up the eyebrows, took over the things, faintly said: "I am a stupid, not as good as my sisters want to see the girl, lonely to keep watching the yard, naturally only have more strength."
The green branch that was burying his head and moving things out of the big box heard it. He couldn't help but climb out and bickered. He called the grass to press down. Dan orange smiled gently and didn't answer much. Xiaotao couldn't help but say: If I am a sister, I heard the girl say, if you leave another one, you don’t necessarily see the hospital. You are a qualitative one, and you can rely on it. The girl can only ask you to look at the portal."
If the eyebrows couldn't help but lick the lips, turned and went out, then Xiao Cui sleeves and bamboo curtains came in, sweet smile: "You sisters have worked hard, your house bed 褥若眉姐 sister slipped us Packed up, when I waited for my sisters to finish the girl’s work, they would rest; if the eyebrows and sisters had this mouth, she could actually remember you."
After listening to this, the green stick spit out a sigh of relief and continued to bow his head. The oranges couldn’t help but smile.
After I had to clean up for an afternoon, Ming Lan took a shower and felt that she had washed away a little tiredness. She felt that her body was looser, and she went straight to Shou’antang.
The old lady's rule is that the food is not spoken. The grandparents and grandchildren sit down and use the rice. Minglan is licking the rice while secretly paying attention to the old lady's expression. It seems that there is no particular dissatisfaction, but the brow is deeply wrinkled, as if it is a headache.
After a meal of a bowl of tea, Ming Lan did not know what to say to the old lady, then went up to gently squat on the shoulder.
"...you said that this file broke, I still care?" The old lady opened her mouth, and the hot tea mist filled the old lady's face, and she looked bored; just now the mother had come to report, Lin Dai Niang was Locked in the partial room, Molan called in his house, Sheng Yu under the death order, no one would see.
"...tube." Minglan blurted out and saw the old lady look unrecognizable, and immediately added, "But it can't be easily managed; oh... at least the father has to ask you... um, three times!" White fat's palm erected three Tender fingers.
The old lady turned her eyes to her and said, "It’s just a good afternoon, you have come to ask for two times."
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The old lady sighed and gently shook her head: "Blood is thicker than water, it is his flesh and blood; otherwise, this thing can't be so stiff; but..." The old lady couldn't help but bite her teeth. "I don't want to be jealous." The plan to have a faceless thing!"
Ming Lan slowly stopped his hand and thought about it. He said: "One yard is one yard, Lin Yi Niang's fault is one thing, and the family's face is another matter; the penalty should be fined, and the recovery should be Save it."
The old lady closed her eyes for a moment and said: "It is this."
On the second day, the old lady called Ming Lan divided the things brought from Fuyang one by one. Wang was still in bed and raised a disease. Hai’s wife saw the old lady returning to the government. After a sigh of relief, the spirit was much better. Not so ugly, Ming Lan held fresh osmanthus oil to Taoranju to condolence the victim.
In Minglan’s guess, this time, Lan is not losing his temper, or just getting tempered, or he is brewing his temper, and the result is unexpected, such as Lan is not as irritated as expected, although mentioning Molan When the mother and daughter are still ruthless, they are very rational, and they are also called a sculpt.
"She is looking for her own death, resentment of others, we are unlucky to be tired!" Such as Lan Landao, and then open the eyebrows, "marriage has its own fate, God looked at it, nothing is good." Looks like she is aligned It doesn't make much sense to have a cousin with Wang Jia, so it doesn't matter.
"Five sisters, you grew up." Minglan heartfelt emotions; then a heavy burst of chestnut on his forehead.
During this period, it was not good enough. The family’s face was lost. The always-wife’s wife was still picking up the child. She had to ask the old lady. In two days, she went to find the old lady four times. When she returned, she was blocked by a cold language. Sheng Sheng knows that the old lady has always blamed him for being too soft on Lin Biao Niang, not constrained, hey, this is going to happen, it’s time!
On the third day of the morning, Sheng Hao touched his nose and asked for the old lady. The old lady was caged in her sleeves, and her hand was finished with a slap in the palm of her hand. She sighed a little, and she was overjoyed and asked: "Son Knowing the wrong, please mother to discipline!"
The old lady looked at Sheng Hao quietly, her eyes stunned: "I heard that Lin gave you a gimmick, and now he is pregnant? But at the national mourning."
Sheng Hao face red ears, slammed down and slammed, and even said: "Son son confused!"
The old lady snorted: "It’s strange that she has the ability to make waves. It turned out to be what you like."
Wang’s look at Shengyu is like a prisoner. Lin Dai’s mother is very understanding and gives him a glamorous gimmick. He is full of enthusiasm in the middle, but afterwards, Sheng’s heart is also very regretful. He has always been a heavy official. It is also forgotten.
"It's all the son's fault! Mother please punish the son!" Sheng Hao bowed his head in front of the old lady.
The old lady took a picture on the table and sneered: "You are a fool! I don't know if you count it! You don't want to think about it. Is it necessary to do it in a day or two? Is it afraid that people will calculate it early? Got it, naturally you have to seduce you into the shell first! Let you do something wrong, so you can pinch you!"
Sheng Hao’s sweat on his forehead, the old lady took a few breaths to settle down, and slowly said:
Hey, can you remember a few years ago, after the death of Wei Wei Niang, my mother and son talked?
Sheng Yi’s heart Oh, reaction: "My son remembers."
The old lady sighed: "At that time, I want you to take care of Lin's, but you didn't listen to it. Today is the big disaster. At the beginning, I said that my family is not good, and the career can be smooth. Now this situation...

Sheng Yu was ashamed and difficult. The weather at the end of May was getting warmer. He had a cold sweat on his body, and he began to hate Lin Biao Niang. If it wasn’t for her repeated confusion, how could he be pointed by his peers.
The old lady asked, "Do you really want me to manage this time?" Sheng said a head, Lang said: "The son has no virtue and no talent, these years have relied on the mother to raise points, please ask the mother to be tired again!"
The old lady stared at the eyes of Sheng Hao and said in one sentence: "I didn't talk about it this time. If you want to be punished afterwards, can you be willing?" Sheng Hao heard the cold meaning of the old lady's words. Think about it, bite your teeth: "Nature!"
The old lady followed closely: "Even if I want her life?" Sheng Zhen thought about the great relationship. Moreover, over the years, Lin’s love has faded a lot, and he has a heart, loudly: "That There is a lingering death for the monk! It is killing her, but it is worth the life of Wei's life!"
The old lady stared at Sheng Sheng and looked at the sound, nodding her face, faintly said: "I won't want her life, but... I can't leave her anymore."
After dinner, the old lady rushed Minglan back, Minglan left a heart, and left Dan Orange in Shou'antang for the sake of returning to the live broadcast.
Mrs. Sheng’s and Hai’s styles are different. Hai’s origins are also the same. They like to serve people with morality. It’s best to be convinced by the other person’s oral and oral wear. The old lady is a prostitute who is a monk’s family. The most impatient and entangled, but only to make it clear, I understand that you do not need to understand.
Sheng Yu and Wang sit in the inner room of Shou'antang, one sitting at the table, one sitting on the bed of Luohan, the couple are sulking, no one is watching anyone, outside, the old lady is sitting alone in the main hall. Asked to bring Lin Dai Niang and Mo Lan to come over.
Lin Dai Niang is very interested in the squatting, next to the beauty of a water red clothes, the old lady looked at the beautiful eyes, I saw her apricot eyes peach, eyebrows, but the waist is a little thick, my heart could not help but sneer On the other side, Molan was much embarrassed, although she had suffered a lot during this time, dressed up and scribbled, her face was a little wilting, but she still stood on her neck.
The old lady looked at Molan and slowly said: "I don't want to talk about the road. I think the wife and the big sister have said a lot. I only ask you, the writer can't marry, now you are prepared." end?"
Molan's stomach is on the chest, and he sighs: "There is nothing but a fate! You want me to die, I am dead!"
The old lady said without hesitation: "That's good! Come up." The mother came in from one end, holding a plate in her hand, and the old lady pointed at the thing in the plate. "There is a white bowl, a bowl of arsenic tea. You pick one; it is also the name of our family!"
Molan's little face was pale, and the stubborn look could no longer be maintained. Looking at the white cockroaches and poison in the tray, the body shook violently. Lin Biao Niang screamed and said: "The old lady is forgiving! Molan I still don't want to swear to my grandmother!... The old lady must not, the ink head is not sensible, annoyed the old lady, the old lady is on the face of the master..."