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Chapter 5

The wind blew and yellow sand filled the sky. Wen Lingxiao made two sounds, and Wen Mianmian felt that there might be feces in the yellow sand.

Waiting for the yellow sand to blow by, Wen Lingxiao, who was carrying large and small bags of snacks, said cheerfully: "It costs a lot of money to lay bluestone slabs. The national treasury is not very rich, so how can it spend money to pave the road."

Wen Mianmian sighed again. She could almost imagine now that when it rains, muddy water and feces will flow across the ground, and sludge will be everywhere.

If the sun shines continuously, dust will fly up and the sky will be blocked!

It seemed that the cleanliness and splendor of the General's Mansion made her expect too much from this dynasty she had never heard of, and now she was heartbroken.

She was deceived by those gorgeous ancient street scenes on TV, and she was miserably deceived.

"If I had money, I would renovate a street and let the people of Kyoto experience the prosperity."

Listening to her lofty words, Wen Lingxiao touched his nose in embarrassment, not for any other reason, because the family really had no money, and their family was not good at taking care of the general affairs, and they were almost unable to make ends meet.

Why......

The sky was filled with sunset, and returning birds were flying across the sky at high speed, leaving behind a few eager birdsongs.

Before entering the house, Wen Lingxiao handed a pack of snacks to Wen Mianmian, "Listen to my brother and give this pack of snacks to your mother. Your mother has been taking care of you these days when you are sick. Don't be petty."

"Before she died, my mother entrusted you to my aunt and asked us brothers and sisters to treat our aunt as our biological mother. You also nodded."

"You have not been close to your aunt in the past few years, but my aunt has always taken care of you silently. My brother has never said anything. The family has never been rich, but you have spent everything in the best way. Speaking of which, my little brother is living a normal life.

.”

What Wen Lingxiao didn't say was that because of his sister's domineering and displeasure, his younger brother Wen Yiqing was not living a good life. He became less and less fond of talking and was as courageous as a quail.

Wen Mianmian took the snack and nodded. She has been avoiding this matter since she woke up. It is because the relationship between me and her mother, who is also her direct aunt, is tense, and she is afraid of embarrassing the meeting, so she has not gone there yet.

See you.

It's all my fault.

In the study room of the General's Mansion, the clerk who had returned from the palace looked at the account books piled in front of him and frowned while listening to Mrs. Wen talking about the expenses of the mansion.

"General, can you discuss with the old lady to transfer half of the income from the village and the shop to the palace? The cash in the palace will be less than a thousand taels after deducting the monthly payment for the next month and the previous purchases."

"When Mian Mian fell ill, many families in Kyoto came to visit him with generous gifts. When this person got better, he had to hold two tables to express his gratitude."

"Vice-General Luo from the general's camp also came to the mansion yesterday, saying that his mother was seriously ill and wanted to borrow some money to make a living."

All these things require money to support them. Even though Wen Mian, a powerful general, is very popular on the outside, he earns less and spends more on the inside. The general's mansion is often unable to make ends meet.

Wen Wen Mian asked: "Father still refuses to take out the money?"

Mrs. Wen nodded helplessly, "The total amount of money that has been handed over to my father in the past two years is at least one hundred thousand taels. When my father took the money, he also said that if there is any urgent need in the house, just ask him for it."

"Can......"

Can't take it out.

Mrs. Wen was helpless. Her father-in-law was a very lucky man. He was the eldest son of a small official family, but he accidentally married a girl from the Liu family. Although the Liu family was not a high-ranking family, they had two governors.

, the ancestor returned his official position to the rank of bachelor.

Logically speaking, he should be frustrated when he gets into the family like this, but people say that all the household affairs will be left to his wife, so he can just enjoy it, and even have several beautiful concubines for himself. As a result, after all the hard work, he only has one wife.

The concubine of the beggar aunt gave birth to a concubine.

Fortunately, the wife of the wife gave birth to a son safely earlier, so that he would not be childless.

He had been doing nothing in his life, but everything went smoothly. His son grew up and became promising. It was logical that he became the biological father of General Wen Sheng, a respectable old man in Kyoto.

But one thing I said is still wrong. People don’t really care about everything. They still have to take care of their money. Especially in recent years, it has become even more serious. I don’t know what to do with that money?

The most speechless thing is that I can't talk about him yet. When I talk about him, I shed tears and I feel aggrieved just thinking about it.

"I'll go talk to my father tonight, no matter..."

He stopped before he finished speaking, and Wen Mianmian walked in with two plates of snacks.

"Dad, my brother and I went out for a stroll today and bought several snacks. These two are salty. Do you want to try them?"

After saying that, I saw someone else in the study. I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Then I naturally handed the snack in my hand to Mrs. Wen, "Mom, do you want to try it?"

Mrs. Wen was slightly stunned, subconsciously thinking that there was something wrong with her ears. How could Mianmian call her mother?

"I...Mian..."

Mrs. Wen was a little in disbelief, suppressing the excitement in her heart, "Mianmian, what did you call me?"

Wen Wen Mian was also slightly surprised by the word "mother".

His wife died of illness that year, and before she died, she begged him to marry her orphaned and widowed sister-in-law as his stepmother. Firstly, the mother and son would have someone to rely on in the future, and secondly, he wanted her to treat Mianmian wholeheartedly.

Mianmian was very close to her aunt at that time, but when she learned that her aunt had become a mother, her attitude changed, from intimacy to extreme disgust.

Three years have passed. In these three years, let alone "mother", I have never called her "aunt" again.

Wen Mianmian felt even more embarrassed. Thinking that the change in attitude was too big to explain, she then passed the plate forward and asked, "Would you like to eat?"

"good."

Mrs. Wen hurriedly picked up a small piece of pepper and sesame salt cake and brought it to her mouth to take a bite. She quickly turned around and pinched the handkerchief to press the circles under her eyes. She turned around and said with a smile: "The one picked by Mian Mian is indeed delicious."

"If you like it, I'll leave it all to you."

He put down the plate and turned around to leave. If he looked closely, the figure on the back looked like he was running away.

After I left the study, I slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly I saw a small figure standing shivering not far away. Seeing her small figure, I couldn't help but take two steps back.

Wen Mianmian sighed again, it was all injustice.

"Brother, are you waiting for mother here?"

Five-year-old Wen Yiqing stood still with her head lowered, her little fingers pinching each other uneasily.

Wen Mianmian walked straight up and said, "Brother, my father and mother are still talking in the study. I went out to buy some snacks and came back today. I also have your share. Let's go and have a try."

Wen Yiqing raised her head in disbelief, blinked twice with her big eyes, and before she could speak, Wen Mianmian took her little hand, "Come on, let's go have some snacks."

On the way, Wen Yiqing looked at her carefully, and could not help but imagine how his sister would torture him when he arrived in Caiyunju.
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