Chapter 14: Ideological Education
"What's wrong?"
Fang Caiwei was confused, but she cried out when she heard Bess cry "wow", and asked breathlessly: "Grandma, the person who does bad things, will there really be a ghost crawling in and pinching her in the middle of the night?" ”
Fang Caiwei: ...... God, I can't be injured by mistake, right? But what bad things can Bess do with a little girl? Not! Could it be that this girl who fights five scum is still a harboring evil intentions, and now she is going to recruit herself?
Beth continued to cry: "Woo woo...... Grandma, I ...... I ate it several times when I was a kid...... I have eaten the cake made by my mother...... The honey on the mouth of the king of the stove...... Woo woo, am I going to be punished? Woowoo......
Fang Caiwei: ......
"What about grandma? I...... I...... I gave all my private money to my parents...... Can't get it yet? ”
Fang Caiwei: ......
"Grandma'......"
"Enough. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Fang Caiwei raised her forehead: "Do you think the ghost is very idle?" Everyone is doing big things, your little problem, saying that Dingtian is just an internal conflict in the family, how can people take care of you? ”
"Really, grandma? But the king of the stove ......"
"The Lord of the Stove is a god, and compassion is ......"
"No, grandma, it is the Buddha and Bodhisattva who are compassionate."
"Who says only Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have compassion? Our Taoist immortals are also compassionate, okay? And it's even more humane. ”
"More human?"
"Of course, smearing some honey on your mouth can say good things to the heavens, and keep you safe next time, what a humane move, do you understand?"
"The slave doesn't understand."
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Fang Caiwei was completely defeated by Bisi, and waved her hand: "Okay, you don't need to understand, anyway, you know that the old man is a god and has a very broad mind, and he won't blame you for stealing the honey on his mouth one year, that's fine." ”
"But...... Slaves and maids don't just steal food for a year, they eat every year in the years they are at home. "Beth was going to cry again.
"Are you a starving ghost reincarnated?" Fang Caiwei slumped her shoulders and said weakly: "Forget it, Lord Stove is a fairy, he can eat whatever he wants, I think he won't care about a little honey." "I can't see it, the five scum girls in the war have such combat effectiveness in order to eat, hmm! In the future, she won't sell herself for food, right?
Thinking of this, Fang Caiwei couldn't help but glance at Bisi vigilantly, and said with a smile: "Bisi, the mind of the gods is very broad, but grandma, I am just a human being, my heart is very small, you are loyal to me, I must think of you if you have delicious food, but if you dare to sell me for money or food, hehe!" You know, I have a good relationship with Lord Yama and the judge. ”
"No, the slave will not betray grandma when she dies." Bess shook her little hand wildly, obviously frightened by Fang Caiwei.
"Well, as long as you serve me well, I'll give you something to eat."
Fang Caiwei smiled softly, but she spit on herself a little in her heart: it was too despicable to use this method on a little girl.
But this is also no way, she is not from a high background, Bisi and Green Branch were bought by her parents before they got married, and before the master and servant had time to establish a deep revolutionary friendship, they were stuffed into a trench, so in order for them to be in the same boat in the future, ideological education must be grasped from now on.
The foodie war is so confusing, I believe that today's words are enough to leave a shadow in her heart. It's not easy to fool the green branch, but the girl is calm and dignified, and at first glance it is the indispensable right-hand arm type around the heroine in the novel, so Fang Caiwei is not very worried.
Walking into the courtyard gate, it is early in the morning, the spring breeze is blowing softly, and the courtyard is full of willow green and red, revealing so much vitality, and it makes people happy to look at it.
"The life of the Hou Mansion is actually not bad."
Fang Caiwei smiled, and when she saw that several mothers-in-law and girls doing work in the courtyard came up to salute, she waved her hand and said: "These red tapes are waived, you just need to work hard, don't hold me back, and delay work for no reason." ”
The mother-in-law and girls agreed in unison, and they were a little disappreciative in their hearts, secretly saying that there was nothing to do in this yard? It's as if you have power.
Fang Caiwei looked at their faces, she knew what they were thinking, and smiled in her heart: Do you feel very leisurely? It's okay, you'll all be busy soon.
Although Jing Zeming is a five-grade thousand-thousand-household, he is just an idle job, just go to the yamen every day to go around, and no one will care if he doesn't even turn, but he has a serious personality and wants to find a chance to get ahead, so this daily point is rain or shine.
It's just that the opportunity doesn't come up so easily, and he can't waste all his time gossiping with these colleagues, eating, drinking, and having fun, so after ordering Mao, he will go home and work hard in the study.
On this day, he went home earlier than usual, and he had experienced such a strange thing yesterday, and he was afraid that something would go wrong with the woman who didn't know where she came from, so he hurried back.
The house was calm, so Jing Zeming knew that the woman should have passed the test, as for what she could do in the future, to be honest, he was not optimistic, as long as the other party did not come to pester him, he was more sensible than before, and did not show his feet to make trouble for him, he would be thankful.
There was still a long way to go from the study, and I saw a little girl wandering in front of the study, Jing Zeming "groaned" in his heart, and secretly said that the woman wouldn't be poking out of the basket in the end, right? It looks quite shrewd, and it shouldn't have failed so quickly.
Just thinking about it, I saw the little girl running away, making Jing Zeming confused, what the hell is secretly going on? Could it be that the woman still wants to spy on me? She's not that stupid, is she?
"Master, the little girl who ran over just now seems to be Qianqian in the big grandmother's yard?"
Xiaowu Shuangfu finally couldn't help but speak, Jing Zeming nodded, and said lightly: "Don't worry about her, go and clean up the study, yesterday Shiwen was only half done, and I will finish it today." ”
"Yes." Shuangfu Shuangxi agreed, and then said carefully: "Master, Mr. also said yesterday that Master should make more friends with some scribes." ”
"Let's talk about it."
Jing Zeming sighed, why didn't he know this truth? However, now that the country is rich and strong, and the trend of extravagance is gradually rising, don't you spend some money to make friends with scribes and raise children, and don't you spend some money like words? It's just that in the case of Fuzhong, it's good that Gongzhong can barely maintain the expenses of a large family, how can he waste his silver money on those banquets with a table of more than ten or twenty taels of silver.
Anyway, after inquiring for so many days, I haven't heard of any literati in Beijing who are really talented and can be friends, so it is better to study hard at home, quiet and save money, if you only make some friends with wine and meat, it will be harmful and unprofitable.
Once the son of the Jing family was also a young and reckless young man who spent a lot of money, but now he has been reduced to worrying about a dozen or twenty taels of silver for a meal, which cannot but be said to be a little sad. Jing Zeming sometimes thinks about it to himself, and he feels sad, but he understands better: the edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. His nominal emperor's brother-in-law is an enlightened monarch and a person who loves talents, as long as he is willing to work hard, he will definitely be able to get ahead on his own.