If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

"Okay, everyone, sit down and talk," the beautiful woman smiled as she looked at the children laughing and playing in front of her, and quickly asked them to sit down and have a good talk. This was the first time in six or seven years that her family had come to visit.

Nanny Chen brought tea bowls to the three of them at the right time, "Aunt, is this the new tea that everyone has been talking about recently?" Feng Yizheng asked curiously while looking at the tea bowl in front of him.

"Try it. It's just Xiang'er who came up with it because she's greedy. The people in the mansion also spoil her." The beautiful woman glared at Meixiang lovingly, and then asked, "Is everyone in the family safe?"

"It's all good, don't worry, auntie. Everything will be fine from now on and we can visit each other often..."

"Ahem..." Feng Yizhen's words were interrupted by Chu Zeming's cough, "Sorry to interrupt your conversation."

"Mr. Chu, are you still not in good health? I remember that you were very thin and small when you were a child. Have you taken good care of yourself over the years?" the beautiful woman asked with concern.

"Thank you for your concern, ma'am. This cough is an old problem. Maybe I've been walking a little too fast recently so the coughing has been a bit severe. I've gotten used to it over the years. Cough cough..." Chu Zeming replied embarrassedly.

Situ Yidong and the others looked at him with concern. Although they knew that he was not in good health, it was the first time they saw him coughing so hard. The beautiful woman saw that he was really uncomfortable: "Mr. Chu, if you don't mind, please go to the guest room to rest first. Doctor Wang, can you take a look at Mr. Chu for a while?"

Chu Zeming hesitated for a moment, seeing that the beautiful woman was not being polite, and that he really couldn't stand it this time: "Then I'm sorry to bother you, Doctor Wang."

Nanny Chen and Doctor Wang stood up and took Chu Zeming to the guest room. "I'll go see Chu Bing too. How is Brother Chu?" Situ Yidun glanced at the remaining people in the room, then drank the tea in the bowl in one gulp, stood up and followed Nanny Chen and others out of the main hall in the north courtyard.

The beautiful woman and others all picked up their tea bowls at the same time, and the room fell into silence so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Feng Yishuang drank the tea in the bowl, looked up and quietly glanced at the beautiful woman and her elder brother, and then saw Meixiang sitting there comfortably. She also remembered the bustling scene in the workshop opposite the Liu Mansion, and suddenly she could no longer suppress her anger: "Sister Xiang'er, I want to ask if this tea is made for the first time this year? And what's going on with the dyeing workshop opposite?"

The beautiful woman and Meixiang were dumbfounded when they heard this. What did this guy mean? Feng Yizhen, who was sitting next to him, was shocked and said something bad, but it was too late to stop him. He could only try to make up for him: "Well, Yishuang was tired from the journey and was a little angry with me along the way. He spoke without thinking. Aunt and Sister Xiang'er, please forgive me. Don't argue with him."

Feng Yishuang jumped up like a lit firecracker when he heard this: "What do you mean I'm angry? Don't show me your knowledge?"

"Feng Yizhen, explain yourself clearly. This time when you came to Liuzhou Prefecture, it was the same. If I hadn't been smart and sent people to keep an eye on you, I wouldn't have known where you went secretly. Humph." Then he turned his head to Meixiang, pointed at her and shouted, "I heard that you made this tea in March this year. Why did you take it out now? Why didn't you send it to Feng Mansion as soon as possible? And why did that workshop cooperate with that sick guy from the Sun family? Are you still a member of the Feng family?"

Meixiang was so angry at his questioning tone that she laughed. She glanced at Feng Yishuang, whose face was red and neck was thick, and turned to look at Feng Yizheng, who had an angry and helpless look on his face: "Cousin Zhen, is this guy sick? Did you forget to give him medicine when you went out today?"

"Ah? Tsk," Feng Yizheng and the beautiful woman burst out laughing after they realized what was going on.

"You, you guys..." Feng Yishuang was so angry that her hands were shaking as she pointed at Meixiang, and she shouted in frustration, "You guys are going too far!"

The beautiful woman sat there dignifiedly, staring at the tea bowl in her hand, as if a flower could grow again on it. Feng Yizheng looked at the beautiful woman who looked like she couldn't see or hear anything, and then he lowered his head and concentrated on tasting the tea.

Meixiang sat there with a cold look in her eyes, without changing her posture, but her aura was obviously different from before: "Put your claws away, or I don't mind chopping it off for you. You just said that I was too bullying, so I want to ask you, second cousin, how did I bully you?"

"Since you entered the house today, have you been neglected by my Liu Mansion? Didn't I let you sit? Or didn't I serve you tea? Or is your tea different from others? Come on, come on, tell me yourself. Aren't you the one who has been finding fault with me since you even entered the house?"

Feng Yishuang had always been the one to block others, so where had he seen this kind of posture? He was choked by Meixiang's words and began to speak without thinking: "Then why are you asking why the tea made in March was not sent back to Feng Mansion as soon as possible? Why did you cooperate with the Sun family for such a big thing as the dyeing workshop?"

"After all, I found out that I was waiting here. Well, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll tell you about this matter. You must listen carefully and remember. I will only say it once. If there are those who want to know why, please explain it to them clearly." Meixiang turned her head and glanced at the beautiful woman and Feng Yizheng who continued to pretend to be dead.

The beautiful woman was angry because Meixiang had greeted her more than once before, so now she just had to "play dead". Feng Yizheng hated the second brother to death in her heart but didn't know how to respond, so she simply followed her aunt's footsteps.

"First of all, tea leaves are very time-sensitive. After those few days, the quality has dropped by more than one level. Second cousin, you may not care when I woke up, right?" Meixiang glanced at Feng Yibi, whose face was flushed, and continued, "I found this by chance in the inner area of ​​the back mountain after I woke up. At that time, I searched all the branches to find the old leaves. Later, after many trials, I finally made less than three pounds. The quality is even more different from the bowl of tea you are drinking now. Before Qingming and Grain Rain this year, all of us in the prefecture, big and small, rushed to harvest in the mountains for half a month. The master and the nanny worked overtime for five or six days before we successfully made less than five baskets of tea. Four baskets have been sent to the capital. Otherwise, how would you know about this tea?"

Feng Yizhen was a little frightened when he heard this and quickly interrupted Meixiang: "Sister Xiang'er, don't say anything. We all know your painstaking efforts."

Meixiang stared at Feng Yizheng for a long while, and only after she confirmed that there was no other emotion in his eyes except heartache and self-blame did she calm down a little. If the next person in charge of the Feng Mansion is someone like Feng Yishuang, it would be really disappointing.