Jiang Men Daughter-in-law

On the first day, Wen Xian took the jade bracelet and returned with the jade bracelet. On the second day, Wen Xian took the gold bracelet and returned in exchange for 100 silver dollars. On the third day, Wen Xian took those calligraphy and paintings together Go, after a busy day, I came back with a handful of bank notes.

That night, Wen Xian asked Hongguo to buy him a jug of good wine. During dinner, he poured it by himself and drank it himself, so happy.

On the fourth day, Wen Xian fell asleep until the sun was rising, and when he got up together, Hongguo told him bitterly that someone from the East Wing came early in the morning and told him that from today onwards, they can no longer go out, and the wedding is coming soon , the old ancestor's rules, the first three days of marriage, the couple are not allowed to go outside to show their faces.

Wen Xian understands that Yan Hong is mocking him secretly and openly that he is about to marry like a woman, but Wen Xian doesn't care, after all, he has just made a fortune, and when he is rich, he naturally sees everything comfortably, listens to everything, and does everything Like it!

It feels so good to be rich!

Speaking of which, it snowed heavily in Nanjing last night. It snowed all day and all night. At dusk, the snow finally lightened. Although Wen Xian was afraid of the cold, he was a southerner in his previous life. How hard-earned it is for Xianlai!Afterwards, Wen Xian wrapped himself into a ball, took the red fruit and went to the backyard to have a snowball fight, because the place was spacious and his own yard, Wen Xian was afraid that he might accidentally smash the doors and windows.

"Snowball fights are really fun! I've never played it before, young master, every time it snows, I'll play snowball fights with you, okay?"

"Of course, I will make something for you, young master. Then we don't need to rub the snowballs with our hands. Tear it up. My hands are so cold that my fingers are almost numb."

"Really? I'll get you a basin of hot water at that time. You soak it first, and then I'll go to the kitchen and bring you dinner. You'll be warm right away after dinner!"

"Okay, by the way, help me boil another pot of yesterday's wine."

"okay!"

Wen Xian and Hongguo's master and servant talked and laughed all the way. As soon as they entered the yard, they saw Luqiao running towards them anxiously.

"Lvqiao? It's so late, where are you going?"

"Master!" Lu Qiao raised her head to see Wen Xian, and said eagerly, "Master, the wife and the master are here. I saw that the master's face was very bad, and the wife was also aggressive. When I came, I heard that you were not there." , the master is very angry, let me get you back immediately, master, you go in quickly, don't make the master unhappy anymore."

Wen Xian seemed to have understood it already, and even smiled lightly, saying: "It's time to come."

After Wen Xian finished speaking, he said to Luqiao and Hongguo beside him: "You two go eat something first, I guess you won't be needed for a while."

Hongguo was a little worried: "Master..."

Wen Xian patted him on the shoulder with a smile, then stepped into the yard, up the steps, and into the house.

In the room, both Wen Peng and Yan Hong were there, Wen Peng's expression was not very good, he was sitting on the stool in the middle, one hand clenched into a fist was placed on the table in front of him, Yan Hong was sitting next to him, before Wen Xian came in, , She was still whispering something in Wen Peng's ear, as soon as Wen Xian came in, she immediately stopped talking, and when she turned her head to look at Wen Xian, a stern look flashed in her eyes.

Wen Xian thought it was funny, but didn't show it on his face. He called Wen Peng "Dad," then turned to look at Yan Hong, and said with a light smile, "Why is the stepmother here? Didn't I say that, if it's okay, let's not meet each other good."

Yan Hong's face turned cold: "Wen Xian, you don't want to see me and I have nothing to say, but today I came over overnight with your father, so you know why!"

Wen Xian asked back: "What does stepmother mean by this?"

Yanhong eyes looked around Wen Xian's room, and said with a sneer, "Wen Xian, if I remember correctly, there were several ancient calligraphy and paintings in your room before, why are none of them gone now?"

Wen Xiandao: "The stepmother has a wrong memory."

Yan Hong sternly said: "Why did I remember wrong? Back then, Liu'er just fell in love with a picture of walking in the snow and looking for plums in your room, and you insisted that it was a relic left by your mother, and you wouldn't even let you touch it... "

Wen Xian interrupted Yanhong's words impatiently: "Since the stepmother knows that it is my thing, where and how to put it are all my business, so don't bother the stepmother to worry about it."

Yan Hong sneered: "I think you didn't put away that painting, but sold it?"

Wen Xian's expression changed slightly, he pursed the corner of his lower lip, and remained silent for a moment.

Seeing Yan Hong, her eyes were full of satisfaction, and she pretended to be annoyed: "Look at me, talking nonsense again, almost hurt your heart, Wen Xian, you have always been a filial son, since the calligraphy and painting are your mother's relics, then you You must have treasured things well, right? That’s how it is, your dad suddenly wants to see your picture of walking in the snow and looking for plums today, why don’t you take it out and let your dad have a look?”

Wen Xian lowered his brows and eyes, not knowing where the focus of his eyes fell, and said in a deep voice: "I can't see you anymore."

Wen Peng seemed to finally be unable to hold back, and immediately questioned Wen Xian, "Why can't I see you?"

Wen Xian looked up at Wen Peng, and said clearly: "Because I mortgaged him to the pawnshop."