After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Perhaps it was because his sister-in-law was blocking him, Mr. Wen felt more confident.

He bravely said: "General Meng, you and I are officials in the same court, you should know me well. My Wen family is a noble family, and I have a deep love for Lanlan. If the general is willing to hand Lanlan over to me, I will not let her down."

Meng Yi's face was gloomy and he felt extremely disgusted.

Mr. Wen dared to address his daughter in that tone.

Fang Yin unconsciously exerted force on the sword in his hand, and he really had the intention to kill. The next second, the sword was about to cut through the flesh.

"stop!"

A clear female voice interrupted his actions.

Killing an official appointed by the imperial court is a serious crime. It is not worth getting your hands dirty for such a person.

Meng Lan strode out, her soft little hand holding Fang Yin's sword-holding hand: "Brother, he is not worthy of you coming."

Fang Yin lowered his eyes and looked at her intently.

Meng Lan smiled lightly, making people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

"My senior brother is a general appointed by me personally. He is a man of integrity. You don't need to take action against a villain like him."

Fang Yin retracted his sword, stood behind Meng Lan without saying a word.

Except, the ears are slightly red.

Fang Nanzhi's family of four saw it all and thought that Miss Meng was too cunning.

How could your second uncle coax you into submission with just one sentence?

The wedding hasn't happened yet. If they really get married, Miss Meng will say east and Second Uncle won't dare to go west.

It's over. Besides her father, there will be another person in the family who is afraid of his wife.

Meng Lan looked at Mrs. Wen and the others with a clear and open gaze.

The more she acted like this, the more despicable Mr. Wen and the others seemed.

"Aren't you going to confront me? Come on!"

Master Wen touched his bleeding neck and almost fell to the ground. He cursed Fang Yin in his heart for being a brainless and reckless man who actually dared to attack him.

When he looked up again and saw Meng Lan's stunning appearance, he couldn't help but feel shocked, and then surprised.

Her sister-in-law did not lie to her. This young lady from the Meng family was beautiful, but she was a little older. She might take after her mother and could only give birth to daughters instead of sons after marriage.

There is no other choice.

At worst, after getting married, he can take a concubine and have children.

He straightened his back and tried to look elegant.

"Lanlan, you finally came out. General Meng had some misunderstandings about me..."

"If you say such disgusting things again, I will pull out your tongue." Meng Lan looks delicate and cute, but her words are fierce and cruel.

A tiger father will have a dog daughter. Are you really taking this as a joke?

"I am a princess personally appointed by the Queen Mother. Not just any Tom, Dick or Harry can humiliate me." Meng Lan was very strong.

She finally won over her senior brother and waited for the day to propose marriage.

How could she not be annoyed when a person who had nothing to do with her came out to cause trouble?

Mr. Wen looked a little embarrassed.

"Lanlan, why are you talking like that? Have you forgotten the vows we made? You gave me this purse yourself, embroidered with mandarin ducks, hoping that we could stay together forever."

"Yes, Miss Meng, although it is not good to give and take things privately, our Wen family is a responsible family and is willing to let you in."

Mrs. Wen spoke in a sarcastic tone.

How could she not be angry after being so disrespected by General Meng and his wife just now?

Anyway, with the money in hand, Meng Lan will definitely marry him for the sake of her reputation. Besides, as for Fang Yin, unless he is really stupid, he will not rush to marry a woman with a bad reputation.

Meng Lan's eyes swept calmly over the pink purse. There were indeed mandarin ducks embroidered on it, which was very delicate.

"Xia'er, is this my purse?"

Behind her, a maid took two steps forward and took a careful look: "Yes, Miss."

Mr. Wen was delighted.

"Lanlan, admit it, I carry the purse you embroidered with my own hands with me every day. Even at night, I can only ease my longing for you by holding it."

"vomit!"

A burst of dry hiccups interrupted the atmosphere he had worked so hard to create.

Fang Nanzhi and his sister squatted in the corner and retched.

"Brother, what's wrong with me? Why do I feel sick when I hear him talk?"

"Sister, this should be the legendary disgusting and hypocritical behavior." Qin Yan had a cold and ruthless face, and he said while vomiting, which did not seem out of place at all.

Meng Lan looked at her lively nephew and niece and almost laughed, but she tried hard to hold herself together and maintain the demeanor of a lady from a noble family.

Mr. Wen was extremely ashamed and angry, but he had no time to argue with the two children.

"Lan Lan, I..."

Meng Lan winked at the maid.

Xia'er understood and continued speaking.

"Master Wen, our young lady has twelve purses like this, and she did lose one some time ago."

"It's not lost, it was given to me by Lanlan." Master Wen was dissatisfied that a servant dared to interrupt him.

After he married Meng Lan, he had to sell this maid.

"Oh?" Meng Lan raised an eyebrow: "When did I give it to you? Why don't I remember?"

Mr. Wen was stuck for a moment and couldn't help but look at his sister-in-law.

His sister-in-law told him what happened next, but he forgot about it for a moment.

Madam Meng followed his gaze and looked at Madam Wen, with a half-smile: "Madam Wen, you have to think about this carefully. My Lan'er came to the boudoir to be married, but she hasn't left the house for many days."

Mrs. Wen blamed her brother-in-law for being a hopeless case and failing at such a critical moment.

She cleared her throat and said, "Mrs. Meng, you're joking. How could I possibly know so much about something like this? My brother-in-law is a man, so it's natural for him to be a little careless. But Miss Meng, please don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth."

Fang Nanzhi scratched his head: "Brother, why are men born careless? It's not mentioned in medical books."

"Those are all excuses, or fig leaves." Qin Yan explained to his sister seriously.

"People usually say that men are careless and can't do X or X work well. Women are the ones who need it."

"This tricks women into working so men can be lazy."

"Or some people say that men are careless and don't remember such trivial matters. It's my wife who is so picky."

"It's my own fault for not admitting it and letting my wife take the blame."

Fang Nanzhi's eyes widened: "How vicious."

First, come up with a plausible excuse to throw away your own responsibility and put it on the woman.

In this way, in the eyes of outsiders, the man becomes the innocent one.

"Yes, he is a wicked person." Qin Yan nodded seriously.

Mrs. Wen's face turned pale. She felt that the two younger generations of the Fang family were too irritating. They sang the same tune as her, as if she didn't exist.

Doesn’t Qian Fengping care about it?

After all, she is a country woman, and the children she raised are very vulgar.

At this moment, another maid, Hong'er, suddenly knelt down.

"Miss, just admit it. It was you who asked me to hand the purse over to Master Wen. Master Wen is deeply in love with you. How can you deny your affection for the sake of your own face?"

Like Hong'er and Xia'er, they are both Meng Lan's personal maids.

But Xia'er grew up with Meng Lan since childhood, and Hong'er only came to her recently.

Meng Lan bent down slightly, lifted her chin with one hand, and smiled.

"Then tell me, when did I ask you to give the purse to Master Wen?"