Rebirth: Fu Jia Returns

Chapter 20
Fu Jia stopped crying, and then cried louder.

The old lady only felt the veins on her forehead twitch, and her heart, which had never been angry for so many years, also burst into anger.

"Fu Jia!"

Following the old lady's roar, Fu Jia stopped crying, and then knelt down with a "plop".

"Old madam, Lord Hou, Fu Jia has nothing to say. The pear blossoms are beautiful. I walked there on foot. I don't know about Madam's past, and I don't know that it will alarm Madam. As for..."

Fu Jia glanced at Fu Rong, and said: "As for what the second girl said about imitating the older girl, I don't think I need to imitate. When the old patriarch asked me to come and accompany his wife, I can do it myself. There is no such thing as the second girl said. thought."

After finishing speaking, Fu Jia kowtowed and looked straight at the old lady and Anpinghou.

The stubborn appearance is exactly the same as that of Fu Jia.

Anping Hou was silent, saying that she did not imitate Jiajia, which is really unbelievable.

But, for some reason, he felt that the girl was not lying.

The old lady even disapproved of Fu Jia's savage appearance.

With a cunning mind and willful willfulness, he looks very much like Da Fang's family.

At the beginning, when the old Hou Ye was a dignitary, they were so messy and unreasonable. When it was difficult, they turned their faces away and refused to recognize anyone, so they separated the relationship directly.

From that moment on, the old lady had already recognized the face of Da Fangren, let alone a little girl, this kind of idea is really not good in her eyes.

"No matter what, you have influenced Ma'am here, Madam Yu. I'll pack up my things tomorrow, so let's send Miss Fu home. Remember, bring all the things I bought for Miss Fu these days to Miss Fu!"

The old lady made a decision directly, wishing she could send her away right now.

Aunt Yu agreed in a low voice, feeling a little uncomfortable.

In the past few days, she has seen it in her eyes and always felt that Fu Jia really wanted Madam to be happy, but she never expected that it would turn out like this.

As soon as the old lady's words came out, Fu Rong was secretly proud.

She held back the smile on her face and looked down at Fu Jia who was kneeling on the ground.

Make you proud, huh.

Outside the yard, Ling'er grabbed the hand of a little maid and gave her a small plain purse.

"The girl said, you did a good job. Here, I'll buy you candy."

The little maid hurriedly stuffed the purse into her arms, smiled at Ling'er, and said, "Sister Ling'er was joking, but it was just a matter of one sentence, if there is something to do in the future, just ask Sister Ling'er to tell you."

This morning, she was cleaning the yard and saw Fu Jia wandering outside the yard, so she took the initiative to ask Fu Jia if she wanted to come in.

Fu Jia shook her head, and when she raised her foot and didn't know where she was going, the little maid smiled and pointed to the south corner: "The pear blossoms are blooming, you can go and see, it smells delicious."

Only then did Fu Jia remember the old Liyuan, and wandered there.

At this moment, the night outside the courtyard was quiet, but the atmosphere inside the house was so tense that one dared not speak out loud.

Fu Jia knelt there like that, facing the old lady's anger, but her heart was calm.

No matter how the old lady and her father treat her, she can't go.

"Old Madam, Master Hou, since the old patriarch asked me to come and accompany Madam, regardless of what Fu Jia did right or wrong today, I have to wait until Madam wakes up and ask Madam, right?"

Fu Jia's voice was earnest.

She also felt a wave of annoyance in her heart, knowing that her mother would faint, and she would not let Fu Rong stab her heart like that in the troupe.

At that time, she just wanted to see what Fu Rong could do.

This quiet and cowardly little girl who has been following her is no longer the old Fu Rong.

The old lady ignored Fu Jia, and said directly: "Why, I can't be the master yet, don't wait for Wan Qing to wake up, Madam Yu, let Miss Fu clean up!"

Mammy Yu didn't dare to neglect her, she quickly agreed and went to pull Fu Jia who was kneeling on the ground.

Fu Jia held Nanny Yu's hand with some force.

"Mommy, wait a moment."

Fu Jia said something to Nanny Yu in a low voice, then looked at the old lady and Marquis Anping, and said earnestly: "Fu Jia knows that the old lady and Lord Hou care about the wife. The old patriarch told me to take good care of my wife. Now that my wife has been stimulated like this, Fu Jia is very annoyed. If she is sent back like this, Fu Jia will not be able to explain to the old patriarch. Fu Jia begged the old lady and Lord Hou Well, let me wait until Madam wakes up, I will take good care of Madam these few days, as long as Madam wakes up and no longer needs me, I can explain to the old patriarch."

Reddish eye sockets, slightly trembling voice, Anping Hou didn't know why, and felt depressed.

Or maybe Fu Jia is too much like Jiajia, he doesn't seem to see her being wronged.

Furthermore, he knew what the old patriarch used to do.

If Fu Jia was sent back like this, Fu Jia might be imprisoned in an unknown hut for an unknown year and month.

People who have lost their value are worthless to the old patriarch.

"Mother, if you say that, why don't you wait, it's not too late for a day or two."

Marquis Anping thought about it, and was a little afraid to speak, but he still said it.

The old lady glared at Marquis Anping, got up and left, hating iron for nothing.

According to her intentions, she should take the opportunity to drive her back, and she has nothing to do with that Mr. Lao Shizi!

However, she also knew that there was nothing wrong with this little girl, she was just a tool.

Fu Rong was very dissatisfied with the old lady's compromise so easily, she pouted all the way, and started complaining to Mrs Yu when she got to the house.

"Where you were just now, mother, you should let me talk. Why did I get punished, and that Fu Jia still stayed in the mansion?"

Fu Rong stared at her round eyes and said angrily.

Mrs. Yu poked her forehead with her hand, gritted her teeth and said, "You, you, you can't even understand this, what your uncle meant, she is just a guest, you are the master of this Hou's mansion, have you seen her before?" Did you punish the guest?"

"But, but, didn't uncle listen to her in the end and didn't drive her away!" Fu Rong turned her head, still feeling puzzled.

"Hmph, what happened one day earlier, one day later, and what happened today will make your aunt wake up from the dream she had these days!"

Sitting beside Fu Rong, Yu Shi looked at the girl with picturesque eyebrows in front of her, and felt a little softness in her heart.

"Sister Rong, your father left early, mother knows, you feel wronged, don't worry, mother must have found a good home for you, and will let you live a happy life in the future."

Fu Rong's nose was sour, and she nestled in Yu's arms.

After eating fast and chanting Buddha all the year round, Yu's body smelled like sandalwood. For the first time, Fu Rong felt that the smell was very good and reassuring.

These years, Mrs. Yu has always pushed her forward coldly, and there are seldom times when she is so warm.

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