Yan Yunshu finally let go of the heavy burden in her heart.
She was in the backyard of Fanghua Garden, holding her cheeks and watching her mother fiddling with the newly picked osmanthus flowers.
Looking at the gentle smile on my mother's face, I could hardly believe that this was the majestic and decisive woman in the ancestral hall just now.
The autumn afternoon sun is warm and comfortable.
Yan Yunshu felt a happiness and peace that she had not experienced in a long time.
Suddenly, the gate was pushed open by a hidden force.
With a creaking sound.
The quiet and peaceful atmosphere was suddenly interrupted.
Yan Yunshu was shocked and looked towards the gate, and saw her father, Prime Minister Yan.
His face was dark blue, and he was obviously extremely angry, but he was trying hard to restrain himself.
He frowned and looked at Yan Yunshu, then at Wen.
"lady."
The word "Madam" was called gently, but with a hint of resentment.
It was obvious that he had come to call for punishment, but he didn't dare to show it.
Wen didn't look up, but only focused on the osmanthus flowers in her hands.
Prime Minister Yan tried his best to suppress his emotions, came to Wen's side, and said again, "Madam."
"Here I come."
Mrs. Wen spoke calmly, still not looking at him, but giving Yan Yunshu a doting smile.
"Shu'er, are you tired of waiting? Do you want to go back to your room and rest for a while?"
Yan Yunshu glanced at Prime Minister Yan, holding her cheeks and pretending to fall asleep.
Then she simply folded her arms, closed her eyes, and dozed off.
Mrs. Wen looked at Yan Yunshu helplessly, and signaled Xiulian to cover Yan Yunshu with a windproof blanket. Then she washed her hands and sat down.
Prime Minister Yan sat down next to Wen.
His brows were furrowed.
"Madam, what happened today that you have to punish Yao'er like this?"
Mrs. Wen put away the last trace of smile on her face.
She picked up the tea, took a sip, and said, "My husband must have heard what Zhu said. Why should I repeat it again?"
Prime Minister Yan's face froze. "It was just a little fight between children, yet Madam actually used the family law. An eleven or twelve-year-old girl received ten strokes of the cane. That's really a bit too much."
Xiulian came over and brought a cup of tea to Prime Minister Yan.
Prime Minister Yan drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.
He drank too quickly and choked a few times. His face turned red and his eyes showed anger that he couldn't hide.
Xiulian filled Prime Minister Yan's teacup again.
A hint of sneer appeared on Mrs. Wen's lips. "I wonder if my husband has brought Shu'er's big golden pig?"
Prime Minister Yan was stunned.
His hand stopped mid-air in the process of picking up the teacup.
"This...this, I actually forgot to bring the big golden pig..." As he said this, a forced smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Wen in a flattering manner.
"Now that we know where the golden pig is, why should Madam rush?"
"Husband, this is not right. Since it is a gift to Shu'er, how can we, as parents, dispose of it casually? We should return it to her immediately, otherwise..." Wen glanced at Yan Yunshu, her eyes full of pity and tenderness.
"So that our Shu'er won't have to mention this matter from time to time and compare her father's attitude towards her children."
Prime Minister Yan was shocked. Thinking about what Yan Yunshu said during dinner yesterday, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
He really wanted to get the big golden pig back immediately and return it to the little ancestor, but when Zhu went to get it early in the morning, the Zhu family insisted that the big golden pig was missing.
I thought maybe Zhu's good-for-nothing younger brothers and sisters had stolen it, but Nian'er had grown up and had already set up a small courtyard to live alone. He also kept the big golden pig personally, so now that he couldn't find it, he really couldn't blame anyone else.
In short, at the moment, he really can't take out the golden pig!
"This..." He was in a dilemma and broke out in a sweat.
Wen picked up a handkerchief and wiped his sweat, saying with a smile, "My husband, why are you so embarrassed? I just need to go to your courtyard to get something. I can let Xiulian go."
Prime Minister Yan smiled at Wen, feeling both amused and helpless.
For some reason, he always felt that Wen's gentle smile at this moment was like a sharp sword piercing his heart.
It made him shocked, frightened, annoyed and hateful.
"My dear husband, what's wrong? What happened?" Wen gently held Prime Minister Yan's hand, her face full of false tenderness. "You and I are one. No matter what happens, just tell me. I will do my best to help you."
Prime Minister Yan looked at Wen.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.
He quickly pulled his hand out and grabbed Wen's hand. He sighed heavily, looking heartbroken and distressed. "Madam, what should we do? What should we do?"
"Don't worry, my husband."
Mrs. Wen patted Prime Minister Yan's hand, poured a cup of tea, and personally handed it to Prime Minister Yan's face.
Serious and worried.
"My husband said."
When Prime Minister Yan saw Mrs. Wen like this, all his doubts about her because of Yan Shuyao's incident disappeared. He felt relieved, thinking that Mrs. Wen was still the same Mrs. Wen who devoted herself to him and her children.
Then he sighed heavily again and said.
"That big golden pig is lost!!!"
"What?!" Wen stood up suddenly, his face full of disbelief.
"How could it be lost?"
Wen walked back and forth anxiously.
"That giant golden pig is a full forty centimeters long and wide, and it's inlaid with countless rare jewels and jade pieces. It's even in Miaofeng Temple, where it was personally blessed by Master Daoyuan. It's a priceless treasure. How could it have been lost?"
When Prime Minister Yan heard this, he looked heartbroken.
He was even more greedy. He thought that the big golden pig was just an ordinary jade inlaid with gold. Although it was incredibly heavy and must be worth a lot of money, in Wen's view, it should be nothing.
Who knew this big golden pig had such a great origin!
It was actually consecrated by the long-passed Master Daoyuan himself.
It can hardly be described as priceless, it can only be described as a priceless treasure as described by Mrs. Wen. How can I throw away such a precious thing? I should leave it to Nian'er!
"Madam!" Prime Minister Yan was very annoyed.
Madam Wen looked at Prime Minister Yan seriously, "My husband, this matter is of great importance. I will go to the Dali Temple to report this matter myself."
Prime Minister Yan's expression changed suddenly.
"No."
Mrs. Wen looked at Prime Minister Yan in confusion, "Since such a valuable item was lost, why didn't you report it to the authorities?"
Prime Minister Yan pondered for a moment.
He naturally wanted to get the big golden pig back, but only half a day had passed, and Zhu had only spent half an hour searching for the golden pig at the Zhu Mansion.
What if I find it again now?
"Madam, let me go back and look carefully. If you really can't find it, it won't be too late to report it to the authorities."
Mrs. Wen agreed with a smile.
"My husband is very thoughtful."
Then, he smiled and sent away Prime Minister Yan, who had a sad face.
The courtyard gate closed, Wen turned and entered the room, opened the secret box in the closet, and a huge golden pig appeared in her sight.
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