Chapter 202 Elders’ Matters

There was a hint of teasing in her words. Apparently Xue Niang knew that the painting was Shang Qilang's favorite, so she was joking with him here.

Unexpectedly, Shang Qilang smiled and replied with a rather doting look in his eyes.

"You will bleed me, okay. Since you asked for it, I will send it to you when the time comes."

Xue Niang was just a joke, but who would have thought that he actually agreed.

He quickly explained.

"Brother Qi, I'm kidding you. How long have you been looking for that painting before you found it? A gentleman does not take away from others."

"Hahaha, the little girl is also a gentleman?"

"Seventh brother laughed at me again."

The two of them are similar in age, one is sixteen or seventeen, the other is fourteen or fifteen, and they are both in their prime.

Although there is a lot of quarrel between the elders, the relationship between the brother and sister is not bad.

Therefore, the entire occasion would have been as cold as an ice cellar if they had not spoken these words.

It's a pity that there are always people who don't like the hot scenes that the two put so much effort into.

Silang's wife was the first one, and she said to Shang Qilang with some disdain in her eyes.

"I think the seventh brother has such a precious painting. He and his wife were not allowed to touch it before when they went to your study. Now the eighth sister can give it away as soon as she opens her mouth. It seems that the seventh brother is a good person. He knows that the general's mansion is now full of flowers. , I’m rushing to join in the fun.”

She spoke in a weird and sinister way, which made Shang Qilang feel uncomfortable.

But when she thought about it, she was troubled enough to take care of Shang Zhihe these days, so she didn't want to argue with her, so she just replied lightly.

"The gift of hair extensions is not a trivial matter. It only happens once in a woman's life. Fourth sister-in-law, please stop teasing me. When Yin'er gets her hair extensions, I, the seventh uncle, will not be stingy."

His words made Shiro's wife feel a little less uncomfortable.

Du Jingyi and his sister-in-law Liu glanced at each other, obviously dissatisfied with their sister-in-law's performance.

Especially the sister-in-law, how could Shiro's wife be so contemptuous of the children she had grown up with, so she opened her mouth to reply.

"Seventh brother is really interested, but I wonder if the fourth brother and sister have properly prepared the gifts?"

"Sister-in-law is joking. Everything in this house has either been burned down or evacuated. I really want to give it away, but my money is very tight. I'm afraid I will disappoint my eighth sister."

When Du Jingyi heard this, he smiled, but his eyes were cold.

"After all, they are from the Wei family, and their hearts are biased toward their own family. I heard that Miss Wei's sister-in-law and her fourth sister-in-law had prepared several carts of congratulatory gifts in advance and sent them over. Sure enough, they are biological sisters, and even the fourth sister-in-law was in trouble. Now that it’s like this, Miss Wei doesn’t feel guilty at all about accepting the gift.”

In one sentence, he implicitly cursed three people.

Silang's daughter-in-law prefers her parents' family, Wei Jialian ignores her sister's financial difficulties, and Mrs. Wei sits back and does nothing.

Du Jingyi is quite good at scolding people.

When Mrs. Wei heard this, she felt very unhappy.

So he squinted his eyes and asked with a smile.

"I don't understand what Liulang's wife said. Didn't the Du family rush to invite the old lady and the others to play in Wuling two days ago? Why are you so close to your mother's family? It's a sin for Silang's wife to be close to her mother's family. "

Mrs. Wei was very comfortable using the same soft knife.

Du Jingyi pretended not to understand, then acted with surprise in his eyes, and said innocently.

"Mrs. Wei, you have misunderstood me. It is a rare trip for my grandmother and aunts to go north, so they naturally have to entertain them. It happens that there is a hot spring in my natal village, which can help my grandmother relax, so I invited her over."

"Otherwise, if something happens to someone who is feeling uneasy every day and thinking about the past, I'm afraid people outside will make nonsense again, don't you think so?"

Are outsiders making nonsense?

She said it lightly, it was just "trouble" coming from the General's Mansion.

Suddenly she was made sick by the Duke and his wife, and suddenly she fainted from heart palpitations when she saw Princess Fu.

Du Jingyi's words were just as quick as saying that the Du family was wiping their butts.

Therefore, Mrs. Wei was angry for a moment, but she couldn't say anything more. Instead, she changed the focus and wanted to scold her son Qilang.

It’s just a gift for hair extensions, who doesn’t?

My niece Wei Jialian's is still in front of Xue Niang, so why doesn't he pay more attention to it?

Just as he was about to open his mouth to teach him a few words, he saw a servant coming hurriedly outside, with a look of embarrassment and nervousness on his face.

"My lord, madam, something big has happened."

Mrs. Wei glanced at Aunt Jiao beside her, didn't she say that she was not to be disturbed by anything today?

She just wanted to let Shang Ji and the others see clearly that she was the one in charge of the Duke's mansion now.

She doesn't want it to be quiet in this courtyard, or it doesn't matter if she wants it to be all over the place.

She has the final say in everything.

So, Grandma Jiao straightened her face and shouted loudly at the slave.

"The masters are talking, is it your turn to interrupt?"

Although the words were directed at the slave, weren't they meant for Du Jingyi inside and outside?

She was not stupid. She touched her belly gently with her hand, feeling the power inside. When she was about to speak back, she heard the slave kneeling on the ground and crying.

"Mother Jiao, please forgive me. It's not the slave who insists on interrupting me. It's the people from Zhuangzi who sent the news, saying... saying..."

"say what?"

Si Lang's wife was worried about having no place to vent her anger, so she asked fiercely.

The servant trembled, but finally spoke out.

"It is said that the fifth old master just died."

Hearing this news, everyone, whether watching the play or singing, was silent at this moment.

It was a big festival, and no one was at home. This was not a good sign.

Although the fifth old master was seriously injured for more than a day or two, it was normal for him to not survive.

However, what everyone did not expect was that he would choose to die today.

Shang Yukuan was like being deflated, and he collapsed limply, and asked in disbelief.

"Fifth uncle, is he really dead?"

"The person who came up from Zhuangzi to report the news is still waiting outside, or I will call him in?"

Madam Wei wanted to stop her, but Shang Yukuan had already spoken out in a hurry.

"Go, go, call him in. I want to ask him questions."

"Yes."

When the people present heard that someone had lost his life during the festival, even those they had never liked before, their faces were very heavy.

Among them, the one with the ugliest face was Madam Wei.

She had caused the injury on the head of the Fifth Old Master. Although he was crazy before, she did not do it on purpose.

But the person was dead, so this evil debt had to be put on her head anyway.