"What kind of thing are you, a shitty billet dares to argue with me! Mother, it's me who pushed this dead slut, you kick her out. "Sister Xiang'er hates Hua Xiangrong the most now, because she thinks that even if she loses the fight with Han Qingyi, at least she is the same generation, if she is bullied by her maid, it will be a big deal, and the flat end is one section shorter than Han Qingyi, Sister Xiang is as angry as she sees Hua Xiangrong as if she sees an enemy.

Han Qingyi protected Hua Xiangrong behind her, and said what she should have said, at least she won't end up in a sisterly discord in front of her elders, and now it's time for her to come out: "Master, even if Hua Xiangrong is no longer right, Sister Xiang shouldn't do it, look at it, what kind of face has been beaten, it is all swollen and tall, the most important thing is her appearance, I haven't asked my aunt for medical expenses?" But if you look at Sister Xiang, except for the dirty clothes, there are no other problems. If the eldest aunt still insists on paying for medical expenses, then the only way to reason is to go to the yamen. ”

The daughter-in-law of the big house originally wanted to make a sum of money for the third room, but as soon as she heard that she was going to go to the yamen, her legs became weak, and she usually didn't dare to put one when she saw Li Zheng, let alone see the big man Qingtian.

In the end, it was Mr. Han who made the decision to let them go out to find another house, and recently lived in Westinghouse temporarily, but he couldn't cook for them. The big room is very unwilling, but there is no way for the old man Han to speak, but his attitude towards the third room is getting worse and worse. Although the second room did not get any benefits, it was still happy to see the big room eat the second room, and I couldn't wait to announce these things to the people of the long-tongued woman in the village.

It is not for nothing that the daughter-in-law of the second room hates the big house so much, because it cost five taels of silver to marry her, but the big house spent ten taels of silver, so that she can't hold her head up in her mother's house, but the biggest pride of the second room is that she gave birth to a son, which is better than the desperate family of the big house, at least she will not be ridiculed in the village.

After a farce, on the second day, Han Qingyi still gave Old Man Han ten taels of silver as a tribute, and Old Man Han was very happy. I think it's a lot more pleasing to look at this granddaughter. Then he told her where the homestead in the village was better, and asked her to go to find Lizheng. With Old Man Han's recommendation, at least Han Qingyi probably has an understanding of the land in the village.

Then Han Qingyi took his younger brothers and sisters to Lizheng's house.

The house of the Li Zheng family is probably the best in the village, and the second best should be the house that is divided into three rooms, and even the house of the old house is not as good as the house that is divided into three rooms. Han Qingyi probably looked at the house of Lizheng's house, it should be a two-entry house, and elm trees were planted around the gate, which seemed very private. And it is separated from the surrounding houses.

Han Qingyi stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?" Is it in the middle of it? ”

The first time she talked about business with an ancient official, she was a little nervous, although Li Zheng was younger than the Jiupin Sesame Official, but the rules of conduct of the ancients were not very clear.

"It's coming, who's calling the door early in the morning." The voice behind the door was impatient.

"It's me, Han Qingyi from the third room. I want to ask Uncle Yang about something. ”

Opening the door was a young young woman, combed with braids, wearing a pink dark dress, quite cute. It should be the daughter of the Li Zheng family, and when she saw her, Han Qingyi suddenly felt a chill on her body, which was colder than the ice water inside and outside in the winter now. I couldn't help but tremble and wanted to have an urge to shrink back. But this feeling is not her own, but Han Qingyi's residual consciousness is afraid of the girl in front of her. It was precisely because of her that Han Qingyi's original god was forced to die.

"Is that you? What are you doing here? We don't have any leftovers for you, so get out! ”