After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

The news that Song broke into Aunt Wan's yard at night and was slapped by the master spread like wildfire overnight. People in the mansion didn't dare to discuss it openly, but it became a topic of conversation among the people after dinner.

The Song family had always been harsh to their servants, and no one sympathized with her for her situation.

It is really sad to see the mistress in such a state.

"Since I am old and my beauty has faded, I should just accept the reality..."

Aunt Ru leaned on the bed and talked to herself, but when she touched her belly, she thought of the child who had been miscarried after being "accidentally" touched by a maid in the Song family courtyard, and she giggled again.

Aunt Hui next door didn't react at all. She just embroidered as usual and ate as usual, and turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside.

On the surface, everything in the mansion was calm and no one seemed to be talking or laughing, but Song was smashing and throwing things in the house to vent her inner anger and resentment.

How dare he?

In front of that little bitch!

When Song thought of the red marks on the little bitch's face and neck, she became even more jealous.

She should have used a little more force and just strangled the little bitch's neck.

Who sent this little bitch?

Vixen!

After getting slapped in the face, I didn’t even have time to talk about business. I was so angry!

After Song's house had smashed everything to pieces, he finally felt relieved: "Set the table."

She just won't do what some people want.

The red frost and red leaves were silent as a cicada, not daring to even breathe, trying to reduce their presence as much as possible.

When the two heard Song serving food, Hongshuang immediately ran out quickly, fearing that Hongye would get there first.

"Apply medicine."

Song's voice came from the house again. Hongye's heart tightened, but she still lowered her head and walked into the house.

"Be gentle."

"Useless things."

"Get out."

……

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Jiang Hao had nothing to do, so he took Hongxiu for a stroll in the mansion. When he passed by the government treasury, he took a casual glance at it.

The thieves that night had confessed, and Jiang Huaiqing pinned the blame on several people for stealing the treasury silver. Several people confessed in person and signed as evidence, so there was no doubt that these people would be beheaded.

But I wonder if the silver in the treasury has been emptied?

"woo woo woo woo……"

Jiang Hao walked to the lake thoughtfully and heard faint crying sounds.

"Miss, someone is crying."

Hongxiu also heard it.

"Shh-"

Jiang Hao made a gesture to Hongxiu to keep quiet, then walked along the lakeside. Hongxiu hurriedly followed him tiptoeing.

The crying sounds behind the rockery became clearer and clearer. Hongye squatted on the ground, hugged her knees with her hands, buried her head in her arms, and cried loudly, without noticing anyone approaching.

"Why are you crying here when you are not serving the lady?"

Jiang Hao listened for a while, and when he saw that her crying had stopped, he asked.

Hongye looked up and saw Jiang Hao. Her face turned pale with fright, as if she had seen a ferocious beast. Her voice was as if it was stammered: "Miss...Miss...I...I..."

"Dry your face first before you talk."

Jiang Hao didn't like to cry, because she thought that only incompetent people would cry. After the third plane, even though she had a narrow escape from death while completing a mission, she never cried again.

Seeing that the young lady did not blame her, Hongye wanted to cry again, but she held it back. She stood up and wiped her face carelessly: "Young lady, I... I'm fine, I just miss my mother..."

Missing your mom?

Jiang Hao is an orphan. She doesn't know who her mother is, so she can't empathize with Hong Ye: "Hong Xiu, you comfort her. I'm going back first."