During the second period, no one spoke for a while.

Cao was sitting on pins and needles, smiling awkwardly and nervously, and the handkerchief in his hand was twisted tightly.

Her face was bitterer than bitter gourd. She looked at Wen Zifu and then at Mrs. Gui.

Mrs. Gui coughed twice and said slowly: "There is no money? Oh, I guaranteed it last year..."

"Cough cough!" Cao's coughing louder than the old lady, everyone was there, and the slap was too obvious. Although the cough was fake, he pulled it high from the short man and used it.

"Are you sick too?" Mrs. Gui glared at Cao, "Go and move all the accounts, and the old woman see what's going on."

Cao responded, stepped back outside, and sighed aggrievedly.

She knew that this would sooner or later come to the table.

The huge Marquis' Mansion has been passed down for so many generations, and the ups and downs are common, but the family's foundation is so clear that it is really unreasonable to be as good as the one in his own family.

There are situations everywhere.

The three-bedroom house needs money to change the situation.

An talked about money several times, and Cao told her that there was no money in the public school. The previous time forced An to open the door and asked her to borrow money personally.

Wen Zilan was transferred to the office. Although he might not be able to settle the position if he had money, he would definitely not have no way without money.

Wen Zifu and Wen Zilan have good relationships and relationships in the past, and they can quarrel over money and hold their heads and cry, which shows that they have been suppressing them for too long.

The two siblings in the big house are not in a hurry to use money now, but they took the blame for emptying their family’s assets.

Although Wen Yan loves to laugh all day long and is lively, Cao knew that this girl was not a person who was willing to suffer a loss.

That day, Wen Yan mentioned it in a hurry, but she knew that the family had paid so much money last year, so how could she not have any resentment?

Just now, Wen Yan was alone in the house. She was very comfortable and out of place with the other people's condition. She didn't feel like she had thrown a powder barrel at all.

Cao said in his heart: No one is a saint.

The three brothers were all born to Mrs. Gui, and Wen Ziliang died, but Wen Zhang was also left behind.

The three families in the Wen family were far from being separated, so everyone paid the bank to join the public servants and relied on the public servants to pay a monthly salary.

Those with greater abilities share more, to support the education of their children and support the lives of their elders, and to share less abilities share less, to be down-to-earth, to pass on the family tradition, and to work together.

This is how all families and governments can pass down from generation to generation.

The Wen family is no exception, and no one has said it was bad before.

However, when it is time to make money, there is no such thing as the public servant. There is no clear statement yet. So who would like to be a fool who only pays money but does not use money?

I protected two children last year, and the mansion was barely enough to protect half of them...

Wen Yuan went out of the house and saved Wen Yan and the others with money. The dowry was reduced again and again.

Wen Zilan opened the way, but this was the case and was exposed by Wen Yan in person.

Now, Mrs. Gui is going to Beijing...

Cao took a deep breath and silently repeated in his heart: "No one is a saint."

Both the big house and the three houses can be questioned, so should their second house bear false grievances?

Anyway, the money was not lost in her hands, so I might as well take this opportunity to explain everything clearly, so as not to let her down and not be grateful for it.

Cao made up his mind and came to Madam Hu: "It's about money. The old lady needs to look at the account book. You can bring all the real accounts."

Madam Hu was stunned: "The third master is here? The third girl is here too? Why did you suddenly say money?"

"The old lady is going to go to Beijing to buy a house. When it comes to money..." Cao shook his head, "You go quickly."

Madam Hu jogged to do it, and soon brought all the account books for the past six months to Cao.

Seeing Cao enter the Changshou Hall again, Madam Hu slapped her head and said, "The old lady wants to buy delivery in Beijing, so is the family going to go to Beijing?"

Her dream of going to the capital to plaster a layer of gold, is it going to come true?

Ouch!

Now is not the time to think about those things, and solving the current situation is important.

In the next room, Mrs. Gui closed her eyes tiredly and leaned against the pillow to rest as she rested.

Seeing Cao come back with the account book in his arms, the old lady cursed in her heart, "no wink" and said, "The second son's wife is just a gentleman, and she didn't even hear her words of refusal.

I thought that the account book was not coming for a long time, and she was so tired that she could not hold back if she asked her two sons to talk about this matter tomorrow?

Stupid, straight, stupid, stupid!

This Cao family is half smart enough to be as smart as Yan Jie'er!

Cao put the account book on a few books: "The six-month general account, one book per month, is here. Please check it out. The old lady has collected the previous ones in the warehouse, and I have asked someone to pick up them."

Mrs. Gui took out a book, took a few casual glances, and said, "You can take a look, if you have any doubts, ask directly."

Wen Zifu did not move.

Seeing this, Wen Zi knew that he was an insider. He shook his head in disappointment and took one of his own.

Wen Yan also opened a book and quickly scanned it.

The account book is clean and clear at a glance. It only scans all expenses. There is nothing wrong with it. It is the balance on the book...

"Isn't there still more than 20,000 yuan in cash?" Wen Zilan was surprised.

Wen Yan was also thinking about this and looked up at Cao.

Cao said embarrassedly: "Uncle San, the 20,000 is well written, but in fact there is no one. Some are the four digits in the latter part."

Wen Zilan did not understand.

Cao looked at the beams of the roof and muttered: "Just the next door, Changyuan, the eldest grandson is called the 'Eleventh Master', that's the meaning."

Wen Zifu realized it, but it was hard to describe it.

Wen Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but she couldn’t tell that her second aunt was still a talented person!

In order to make the people prosperous, Changyuan Bo added a "ten" to his eldest grandson and wanted to attract incense.

Cao added 20,000 yuan to the current silver figure, which is a blessing.

Brief, simple, and imaginative!

Wen Yan looked at the number again, and removed the 20,000 yuan, and the remaining four digits were still one.

The mansion of Ding'an Hou is sad when the poor sees them, and those who hear them cry.

She had thought that it was unexpected, after all, she sold land in her previous life.

Wen Zilan was even more stimulating, and he never expected that the account was so miserable.

To maintain a decent life for the family under the marquis’ mansion, to raise so many servants, to ensure that the two brothers will not be too short of being too decent or losing their decency in the daily response in the officialdom. This thousand taels of silver is really not worth it.

He didn't care about the affairs of the government, but he wouldn't be ignorant of the high cost of oil and salt. If he had only that, after dealing with the expenses and leaving some emergency responses, he would not be able to get a few hundred taels to go for him.

"Our family," Wen Zilan was very confused, "We are so poor?"

Cao had already made his promise and nodded to Wen Zilan without hesitation: "The things passed down by our ancestors in the warehouse cannot be sold out, they can only be used as decorations. There are still some items in the shop below, but they are not rich. Our family is so poor!"

Wen Yan didn't interrupt, and she quickly finished three volumes.

Then, she wanted to applaud Cao.

With just such a good deal of money, the Cao family did not show any fear of food, clothing, housing and transportation in Ding'an Hou Mansion. On the surface, it still looked glorious, and even settled the accounts and did not continue to lose money.
Chapter completed!