"This is what we dug out from under the osmanthus tree."
Milk ball got off the old lady, looked at the cloth bag, and told the visitor: "Use fire to burn it."
The old lady of the Wen family said, "Do as the Imperial Master says."
"yes!"
The servants found a brazier, lit a blazing fire, and threw the cloth bag in. As it burned, Hua's hair and appearance changed quietly.
The hair is getting whiter and the wrinkles on the face are getting more and more.
Everyone saw this change, but she herself didn't feel anything.
In an instant, she looked ten years older.
Everyone looked at her strangely. Hua understood that the talisman had been destroyed and the contract that she would age ten years had come into effect.
This was something she had asked for willingly. Even if she had failed to kill Old Lady Wen, the life span she had contributed would not change.
Looking at his wife who had aged instantly, Wen Jiangli bowed and pleaded to Old Lady Wen again.
"Hua Shi has received the due punishment for her evil deeds. Jiang Li asks the old lady to help and let the third room leave the house!"
"No!" Wen Junhou objected.
The second master of the Wen family sneered: "You are a lowly person, what qualifications do you have to ask for a place to go? If you leave, who will take care of the affairs of the mansion?"
"It doesn't have to be Jiangli." Wen Jiangli argued, "The Wen family can keep Jiangli, but my wife, son, and grandson must leave the house and live elsewhere.
If I don’t leave now, I’m afraid I’ll lose my life. Old lady! Please have pity on them! I really can’t stay in this house any longer.”
In front of the imperial teacher, this bastard actually dared to bring shame to the Wen family. Wen Junhou was furious and pointed at Wen Jiangli's nose and cursed him.
"You ungrateful bastard, have you forgotten who gave your family food and drink? You can leave, but you cannot take anything from the mansion with you. You must leave with nothing."
The second son of the Wen family was not willing to be outdone: "You can leave the mansion, but give me 1.5 million taels of silver. If you can't give me that, go out and earn some money. We can talk about this again when you have earned enough."
The faces of the old lady of the Wen family and Wen Junhou changed drastically, especially Wen Junhou, who looked at his second brother with red eyes.
"Second brother! You went to gamble again? You actually owed 1.5 million taels? Don't you want to live anymore?"
Old Mrs. Wen walked over, raised her hand, and slapped her second son hard in the face.
“Bang!”
Her hand hurt from the beating.
"Asshole! The third brother is your brother, your biological brother. He is not Aunt Yao's son. He is the child born after your mother carried him for ten months.
Second brother! You lost 1.5 million taels. Go find your wife to help you. If she can't help you, go find your father-in-law.
Don't count on your brother to earn money for your gambling. Mother won't allow it. We've exploited him enough over the years."
After saying this, the old lady of the Wen family turned to look at Wen Junhou and gave an order.
"Divide the family. All the property in the mansion will be divided into three parts. Mother's dowry cannot be divided. Mother must compensate the third son."
Wen Jiangli refused to accept it: "I have already received the old lady's kindness, and there is no need for compensation.
The mansion should think about how to pay off the 1.5 million taels gambling debt for the second master! I heard that he borrowed the money at high interest, and I'm afraid it will increase to 1.6 million taels tomorrow."
"What?" Wen Junhou was shocked and asked the second son of the Wen family, "Second brother! Is what he said true? Did you borrow money at high interest?"
Milk ball! The black-haired man, the fat boy and the three of them squatted together, afraid that the people in the room would fight and hurt them, so they all shrank under the table.
The little fat boy was still thinking about food. He asked Chu Xiaoxiao in a low voice: "Sister! You don't have any dried meat, do you have anything else to eat? Please give me some! Please."
Milk ball nodded, rummaged around in his small cloth bag, took out a handful of melon seeds, gave a few to the fat boy, a few to Black Charcoal Head, and kept a few in his own hand.
I wanted to share some with my grandmother, but when I looked up, I saw that she was resting with her eyes closed, so I gave up and didn't want to disturb her.
old lady:"......"
I didn't close my eyes to rest. I just thought, out of sight, out of mind. I didn't expect that Wen Junhou's mansion was so messy. It was disturbing to look at.
The fat boy seldom ate melon seeds because the flesh of the seeds was too small, and even a handful peeled by the maid was not enough for him to fill his teeth.
Today I was really craving for Chu Xiaoxiao's food, so even if I gave him a few melon seeds, he would think they were delicious.
At first I didn't know how to eat it. I watched the milk dumpling bite the glutinous rice teeth. After a "crunch" sound, I stretched out my clever little tongue to lick it, and then I ate the delicious melon seeds.
He followed suit, and suddenly when he ate it, the unique aroma of melon seeds rushed straight to his head. He was pleasantly surprised: "Little sister! Why are all the things you take out so delicious? I have eaten melon seeds before, but they are not as delicious as yours."
[Your behavior is psychological. You probably have never peeled melon seeds yourself, right? Peeling melon seeds yourself is the best way to enjoy them. If you eat the kernels peeled by others, they won’t be as delicious and you lose the fun of eating them.]
The charcoal-haired boy told this to the fat boy, who was stunned for a long time.
He whispered, "No wonder I didn't think melon seeds were tasty before. It turns out that other people peeled them for me, which made it less fun. I've decided that I will peel the melon seeds myself from now on."
The little girl rolled her eyes at him.
[Your brains are almost as crazy as dogs', yet you still have the mood to study food. Foodies' train of thought is really weird. ]
The charcoal-head sighed in his heart, the master is the master, he didn't understand several words, what is a brain circuit? What does close relative marriage mean?
"I borrowed it, I borrowed it." The second son of the Wen family answered tremblingly, then turned to stare at Wen Jiangli and roared. "What does it have to do with you if I borrow money at high interest? Do you have to talk so much here to show off your ability?"
"Pa!" The old lady of the Wen family slapped her second son in the face again. "He is your younger brother. We have treated him badly over the years. All the money he earned was given to you and the eldest brother. He has made great efforts for this family."
After saying that, she sat on the chair and cried again.
"It's all my fault. I let you exploit the third child. I was wrong, wrong. I shouldn't have abused other people's children for the sake of my own child and raised a gambler.
San'er! I was wrong! Please forgive me! Accept the compensation I give you. This family can no longer be maintained. If you want to leave, just leave! I won't make things difficult for you."
"Thank you for your help, old lady. We will pack up and leave the house right away."
Wen Jiangli never admitted that he was Mrs. Wen's son. He felt that the relationship between mother and son had been severed when he was five years old.
He knelt for a whole hour that year, and when he stood up, his legs were numb and he could not feel them, his father told him.
"Your mother will not recognize you. In her heart, you are your aunt's son and her enemy."
The aunt hugged her and cried, "Don't go to her anymore. I'm afraid you'll be bullied again. Just keep making mistakes like this!"
As long as you study hard, you can live your own life regardless of whether you are born of a legitimate wife or a concubine. "
"You can't leave." The second son of the Wen family held Wen Jiangli's hand. "If you leave, what will happen to the loan sharks I owe? Who will pay it back for me?"
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