The second master Chen Tianyou didn't even dare to look at his eldest brother. He lowered his head and said timidly: "No... I didn't think..."
"I think so!" At this time, a clear and cheerful voice came from the door of the hall.
When Mr. Chen Er heard the familiar voice, he suddenly raised his head.
Zhu, who had been standing at the door imitating An Xin's eavesdropping, now walked in with her two children, tall and straight, with a determined look in her eyes: "I want to divide the family."
Uncle Chen said, "How dare you! You are a girl from a small place, and being able to marry into an uncle's mansion in the capital is a blessing you have earned in several lifetimes.
You even want to conspire with your nephew to divide up the family property of the Bofu. It is really unfortunate for our family to marry a woman like you."
"Hmph!" Lady Bo also looked at Zhu with contempt: "Master Bo is right. You are a woman who married into a remote small town. You should abide by your duties and keep your mouth shut."
Uncle Chen and his wife looked down on this sister-in-law who married into a wealthy family in Lin'an County, and never showed her any mercy when they scolded her.
"Snap!" The sound of hands slapping on the table. "Crack" the sound of the table cracking.
Everyone looked at the tea table that had fallen to the ground, and then shifted their gaze to the murderer who destroyed the table. They saw that he was looking calmly at Uncle Chen and his wife who were belittling his aunt.
“Don’t think that others don’t know that the monthly allowance you have given to the second branch of the Bo’s Mansion has been pitifully small over the years, forcing your own brothers to rely on subsidies from their relatives to maintain a decent life in the Bo’s Mansion.
Even so, your eldest wife should pick out some exquisite and rare items from the things that our Zhu family sent to my aunt, and give them as gifts or place them in your own room as decorations~"
Seeing that Lady Bo was about to open her mouth to defend herself and deny the truth, Zhu Shijing was irritated and didn't want to hear her excuses.
He raised his hand to stop her: "I kept receipts for all the precious things sent to the Bo's Mansion. Maybe you can hide the things in your room and deny them.
But for those precious items you gave away as gifts, would you like me to take the receipts and go door to door to get them back for you as evidence?"
"No... no need." Uncle Chen glared at his wife. He had heard about this matter but had never said anything to stop it. He didn't expect that this would become a reason for someone to tell it and use it to control them.
No matter which of the secrets about his daughter and what Uncle Chen and his wife had done were to be made public, Uncle Chen's mansion would be in disrepute.
Under this pressure, Chen Bo's family split up.
Zhu didn't want to push Uncle Chen and his wife into a corner, so she only asked for a large house in a good location in the capital, two shops and a medium-sized farm in the suburbs.
These properties were really not much for a Bo family that had deep roots in the capital. The Bo family's first wife and husband, who were used to suppressing the second wife, were reluctant to give up the properties for the sake of An Xin and Zhu Shijing's face.
In order to prevent any further complications, Zhu acted strongly and forced her weak-willed husband to invite two elders from the Chen family.
Under their supervision and witness, the family property that had made the Zhu family depressed and aggrieved for more than ten years was successfully divided.
When An Xin and Zhu Shijing were sent out of Chen Bo's Mansion by Zhu and Mr. Chen Erye, the sky had already darkened and snowflakes began to fall from the air again.
The two did not rush to get on the carriage, but strolled quietly in the falling snow on the street. Da Zhuang and the servant Yuan Bao followed behind driving the carriage.
They didn't go far before looking ahead and smiling.
"Why are you laughing? It makes your teeth look so white!"
An Xin raised her eyebrows: "Jiang Duidui, you're going to die if you don't use your sharp tongue, right?"
"Cousin, you are wrong. Brother Zhou won't die if he treats someone badly, but he might go crazy." An Rui joked fearlessly.
"Ouch! It hurts!" An Rui covered his forehead which was hit.
Jiang Zhou took back his hand and raised the corner of his mouth, "I use my mouth to treat others, but of course I use my hands to treat you, Rui."
Jiang Zhou especially emphasized the word "pain".
An Rui, who was "loved", glared at him and shut his mouth wisely.
Li Ziyu and Leng Xiangbai, who had no classmates' love, were left to watch coldly or gloat over their misfortune. No one cared about them.
An Xin saw Kong Xun coming too, so he asked casually, "Are you feeling better?"
Kong Xun glanced at the people who said they were pulling him out to comfort him, and grinned secretly.
I don’t know if being beaten up by a group of people and not getting slapped in the face can be considered comforting.
Amidst the burning gazes, Kong Xun still said something against his will, "Well, I'm fine now, don't worry about me, little headmaster."
Kong Xun, who was increasingly showing signs of being sinister, stretched his neck at the right time while speaking, revealing a flash of black and blue.
But when he looked at An Xin, she had already turned around and shouted to Da Zhuang who was following behind: "It's getting darker, drive the carriage over here."
Kong Xun's little trick was seen by the other people, and they all wanted to beat him up again, relying on the fact that he and his little mountain leader had gone out to gain experience for a few years.
Look how capable he is, he even dares to challenge them for attention.
Like them, he also received clothes made by An Xin, so finding an opportunity to beat him up as a consolation would be the least of his worries.
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Did An Xin see the wound under Kong Xun's neck? Of course she did.
But on one side were dragon eggs, and on the other side were the cabbages that he had carefully cultivated, and they were all mutated cabbages with poisonous thorns.
An Xin secretly wiped the non-existent sweat from her head. Now she couldn't afford to offend anyone, so she could only pretend not to see it.
*The next day was New Year’s Eve.
The house was unusually lively.
The breeze and the moon set out snacks such as peanuts, melon seeds, and pastries.
The cooks in the kitchen were busy, some making fire and some cooking, just to make their masters eat well and get more tips.
An Xin stood in the yard directing An Rui and Jiang Zhou to hang lanterns on the branches on both sides of the corridor. When they were lit up at night, they not only provided illumination but also looked beautiful.
Several other people pasted the Spring Festival couplets they wrote yesterday on the door frame.
Dazhuang and a group of servants piled the snow in the yard under the flower beds and trees, and the rest was taken away by them.
The yard inside and outside was swept clean, and looking at the decorated courtyard, there was a joyful atmosphere.
An Xin stood in the yard and smiled comfortably.
After finishing their work, Li Ziyu and the others stood there quietly watching the people who lit up the scenery of the courtyard, with joy on their faces.
Amid the sound of firecrackers, delicious New Year’s Eve dinner was served on the table.
Everyone sat in the warm dining room. An Xin stopped Qingfeng Mingyue from serving and said, "You two should go and have a New Year's Eve dinner peacefully. We don't need you here. Otherwise, it will be cold in a while and the food will get cold."
Qingfeng Mingyue knew that An Xin cared about them. After checking that all the things were indeed here, she knelt down and bowed, then went back to eat with peace of mind.
"I've never seen a master who treats his maid so well."
Considering that today is New Year's Eve, An Xin ignored Jiang, who was always trying to make his presence known, and picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks.
The New Year’s Eve dinner has officially begun.