Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Jiang Shangxian sent Cui Bianxu out the door. He was still a little worried: "I'll wait outside. If your mother hits you again, will you run out?"

"It's okay, you can go back." Jiang Shangxian felt very relieved. Look, look, this man, she was very satisfied!

Cui Bianxu wanted to ask her what she had done to deserve a beating, but the Jiang family members were all staring at them in the yard. It was not appropriate to say much for the moment, so he could only solemnly pat Jiang Shangxian on the shoulder, as if he was a leader comforting the people: "Be careful, Xiu..."

He originally wanted to say that the sleeve arrows could be used for self-defense, but suddenly remembered that this was not an enemy, but someone's own mother. He had to stammer and shut up, turned around, mounted his horse and left worriedly.

Hey, the New Year is coming soon, don’t let anything go wrong in this prosperous year with plenty of food and drink!

It seems that next spring, I will have to personally urge Miss Jiang to practice martial arts! When he was in his hometown, no one dared to glare at him, just because of his excellent kung fu!

At the Jiang family, Xia Zhenying brought the hot Hu pancakes and braised mutton to the table, along with a dish of pickles made by Jiang Shangxian and a plate of leek eggs.

Actually, it is fried eggs with leeks. There are few vegetables in winter, so Jiang Shangxian made a jar to grow leeks. He has to move the leeks several times a day, wherever there is firewood.

There aren't many leeks in this plate, but one third of them have already been used. Fortunately, this thing can grow again after being cut - just like stock investors.

According to the Jiang family's rules, children cannot be scolded during meals, but they can roll their eyes, glare at them, and deliberately make noises with chopsticks, bowls, and plates, as well as use facial expressions to express their inner feelings.

Jiang Wangri's arms were shaking as he held the chopsticks, and Xia Zhenying tried her best to only pick up the dishes in front of her.

Only Jiang Shangxian was calm and ate whatever he wanted. It was cold, and if he didn't eat enough, he would be hungry at night.

"What are you doing? Can't you let me eat properly?" Old Madam Xia felt sorry for the child and said to her daughter, "You're not scolding me while I'm eating. When have your father and I ever given you a hard time?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't said anything. Once she did, Jiang's mother felt wronged, her eyes reddening. "Mother, you only know how to protect them. How old are you now? And you dare to steal money from our family!"

No matter how old you are, you will always be a child in front of your parents.

Seeing her like this, Old Lady Xia felt a little helpless and slowed down her tone: "Eat first, and we'll talk after dinner."

To be honest, whether in her past life or this life, Jiang Shangxian was only twenty-three or twenty-four years old at most. As a college student who has not yet entered society, it is actually quite difficult to expect her to be mature and have great empathy.

Haven’t you seen so many people of this age online arguing with their roommates and parents over trivial matters, and then posting it online and there are a bunch of peers making a fuss?

Therefore, when she saw Jiang's mother's grievances, she felt a little touched, but her face still looked like she wanted a beating.

After finishing the meal, Xia Zhenying took a look at the situation and stood up, and started to clean up: "I'll do the washing today!"

When Old Lady Xia saw her leave, she knocked lightly on the table and said, "Tell me, did you two really take your mother's money box?"

Jiang Wangri glanced at his sister, not understanding what she meant, and did not dare to speak.

"I took it."

Jiang Shangxian admitted it directly: "I hid the money box. The amount inside is still the same as before. I have never opened it."

It wasn't like she really wanted to steal the money to do anything. If it were her modern mother, she would open it and count the money. Anyway, her mother always asked her to count the money in the house and the gold bars bought for her, saying that these would be her future dowry.

Jiang Wangri moved his butt toward his sister and offered his support in a rather righteous manner, "I, I hid the box."

Hearing this, Old Lady Xia breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the money wasn't missing, it was good. Although she sounded confident, she was still worried: "Look, what did I say? Nian Nu is not a child who spends money recklessly!"

Jiang's mother still felt angry. This child was too opinionated. No matter whether the money was spent or not, if she really wanted to take charge of the family's money, she should have discussed it with her. She would not have to disagree. But she did something big without saying a word!

"Nian Nu, where did you hide it? Take it out quickly and give it to your mother." Old Lady Xia acted as a peacemaker, but she also felt that the family's money should be kept in the hands of the mistress of the house.

Jiang Shangxian shook his head firmly. "Mother, you should know why I hid the money box. When spring comes and Zhou Sanniang's brother leaves on his journey, I will definitely return it to you immediately."

Jiang's mother raised her eyebrows and slapped the table: "Good for you, I knew you were going to do this!"

Her chest was shaking violently, as if she was furious. "Such a good business, others are trying their best to squeeze in with money! And yet you say they are trying to cheat us out of our money! How much money do we have? Is it worth their effort?"

Old Madam Xia was completely bewildered. Her daughter hadn't told her anything about this! She quickly grabbed her arm and said, "What's going on? Why don't you tell me quickly? You're driving me crazy!"

When asked by her mother, Jiang's mother felt guilty and was reluctant to talk. "It's nothing, but there is a business that I think is good and can make a lot of money, but my old slave doesn't allow me to do it."

Tsk, Jiang Shangxian was not willing to let her get away with it. Protecting the family's money was everyone's responsibility. She was a junior and after all, she didn't have as much deterrent power as her biological mother, Old Madam Xia. She immediately told the whole story in a burst of words and gave her analysis without any hesitation.

Uncle Xia was a scoundrel of a character, and most of his friends were from all walks of life and not presentable enough. When he was still alive, he would often bring these people home to drink and brag. Although these people were all scoundrels, they had seen a lot of despicable tricks.

Old Madam Xia felt something was wrong the moment she heard this. She slapped her daughter on the back and started cursing, "You're so old, yet you're living like a dog! You haven't thought it through as clearly as your daughter. I knew there was something wrong the moment I heard it. Nian Nu has explained it so clearly to you! And you still can't tell right from wrong! Who is that Zhou Sanniang? I want to see what kind of female demon she is with a kind face and a bitter heart! Our family is so old and young, we don't even have a man to support the family, and yet she has the nerve to plot against us?"

Jiang's mother's ears were ringing from the old lady's barrage of scolding, and she was still a little confused: "Mother, why are you looking for her? Let's just forget about it if we don't invest money..."

Who would go looking for trouble? If she meets him again at Yong'an Canal, how can she get along with him?