The next day, after Wang Xifeng finished handling the affairs at hand, she picked out a dozen neat maids and servants for Jia Cong.

He personally took Ping'er Feng'er and other maids and servants with various tonics and medicinal materials, and marched all the way to Jia Cong's courtyard.

"Is Mr. Cong at home?" Ping'er raised his voice slightly.

Xiao Cui'er opened the courtyard door and saw Wang Xifeng and Wu Yangyang's group of people coming over. It was such a large formation, and she felt a little panicked.

"Here, here, little Cuier greets the second mistress."

Little Cui'er was so lucky that she said hello to Wang Xifeng.

The masters in the Jia family all have some attributes of appearance association, and Wang Xifeng is no exception.

She looked up and down at Little Cui'er, and felt slightly unhappy when she saw that she looked sparse and ordinary, with two pale eyebrows like upside-down broomsticks.

No wonder the eldest man can’t stand it anymore. Any child in the house would be better than this baby.

Jia Cong heard the commotion in the room and quickly helped Feng's mother to come out and bowed.

"Hello, second sister-in-law Lian."

Wang Xifeng raised two thin eyebrows, and her face was already smiling before she opened her mouth.

"Feng Gui's family, please help your third master get up quickly. He is not well yet, so there is no need for these false politenesses."

Jia Cong stood up and asked Wang Xifeng to enter the room.

"Second sister-in-law please."

He had often seen Wang Xifeng, but he had never taken his little transparency into his eyes.

Coming here in such a mighty manner this time, I think it was his words to Jia Lian yesterday that had an effect.

It would be a lie to say that you are not curious about this wonderful woman described in the original book of Red Mansions, and it is impossible to say that you are not wary.

Jia Cong's courtyard is very small, and the rooms in the courtyard are even narrower, so naturally they cannot accommodate so many people.

Wang Xifeng only took Ping'er into the house and looked at Jia Cong with a smile.

"Brother Cong moved out of the inner courtyard. He had wanted to come over for a long time."

"But you also know that I'm so preoccupied with things that I can't free my hands for a while."

"Brother Cong, please don't blame me."

Jia Cong looked calm and generous.

"There are so many people in this house talking, and everyone has different ideas. Only my sister-in-law can take good care of her and keep everything in check. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of chaos it will become."

"As for whether you come to see me or not, what does it matter?"

Wang Xifeng was secretly surprised.

The Jia Cong in front of him talked and laughed freely, neither arrogant nor humble. He was completely different from the former bastard who trembled when he saw her and was so frightened that he couldn't say a whole sentence.

Could it be that he really had a fall and changed his temperament?

"That's right. Yesterday, your brother specifically asked me to select a few people to help you. Why don't the Feng Gui family take Xiao Cui'er to see them first?"

Of course Wang Xifeng said this to send Mother Feng and Xiao Cuier away temporarily so that she could talk.

Mother Feng and Xiao Cuier understood in their hearts, but they watched Jia Cong motionless.

Jia Cong looked at Wang Xifeng with a half-smile but not a smile: "Second sister-in-law, there are only these two people around me, what else can I hide?"

Wang Xifeng approached Jia Cong and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Cong, are the things I said to your brother yesterday true or jokes?"

"But he's been scared all night, and he hasn't even gotten up yet."

Jia Cong secretly thought, he is indeed here.

Wang Xifeng deliberately brought the topic to Jia Lian half-jokingly and half-seriously, naturally wanting to ask him the meaning behind his words yesterday.

Is this because I want to find out how much he knows about the private affairs of the back home?

Still don’t believe that her good aunt would be so vicious?

I want to hear it again from his mouth.

Jia Cong didn't answer and smiled faintly: "What does the second sister-in-law mean by asking this question? I don't understand."

Wang Xifeng frowned and thought secretly, why is this kid so slippery?

In front of Feng's mother and Xiao Cuier again, it was difficult to continue asking, so I had to change the subject: "It's nothing, it's just gossip."

"Yes, third brother, how many people do you want to choose to come in and use them?"

Jia Cong looked out the window at the courtyard full of people, smiled and said: "My courtyard is small, but I can't accommodate that many people."

"Mother Feng, go and pick a little girl to help Xiao Cui'er run errands and summon her."

"Just pick two more boys and let them follow Grandpa Xu."

He is not a big-faced phoenix egg. Why does he need such a large group of people following him when he has nothing to do?

Besides, how wary was he of the woman who was deceived by Wang all the way to death in the original book?

Wang Xifeng is different from Jia Lian.

Although Jia Lian was a promiscuous man, he still had some bottom line conscience in his actions.

The man in front of me is a master who kills people without using a knife.

I had to dig my heart out with her, fearing that the birthday girl would hang herself because she thought her life was too long.

Wang Xifeng held the muff and smiled sweetly: "Oh, brother Cong, this is a slap in the face for my sister-in-law. How can I say yes to your brother?"

"With only a few people following me, I have lost the dignity of young masters like us."

The more Wang Xifeng behaves like this, the more alarm bells ring in Jia Cong's heart.

"Second sister-in-law, I'm used to being clean. I'm not used to being surrounded by so many people."

"When I get well, I will go in person to say thank you and greet my second brother Lian. I will definitely not let my sister-in-law be left behind."

As he spoke, Jia Cong picked up the tea and looked at Wang Xifeng without saying anything. This meant he was going to see off the guests.

Wang Xifeng's face darkened a little, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

She has been a housekeeper in this house for a long time, and her authority has gradually increased. How often has she been served tea to guests in front of her?

Hum!

How many days did it take for this bastard who didn’t even have hair to look good on Jia She?

Who do you really think you are?!

Simply ignorant!

"That being the case, Third Brother is injured, so let's rest for now. If you need anything, just send someone to tell me."

"If the newly picked people don't obey my orders, just come and tell me."

As he spoke, he stood up with Ping'er's grace, and the smile on his face gradually faded away.

"Second sister-in-law, walk slowly, sister Ping'er, walk slowly."

Jia Cong did not try to persuade them to stay. He held up his crutches and personally sent Wang Xifeng and his party out.

There is no shortage of etiquette.

When I turned around, I saw Mother Feng standing at the door of the room with the two little girls and two boys she had chosen.

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"Why two?" Jia Cong asked Mother Feng in surprise.

"This surname is Lin, and she is the daughter of Lin Zhixiao's family."

"This was bought from outside. My parents and relatives are all gone. If we can't pick it up, it will fall back into the hands of others. I saw that she was really pitiful, so I kept it."

Mother Feng pulled the little girl, who had bruises on her head from knocking her head and had tears in her eyes, to show Jia Cong.

"Where are you from? Did your family suffer? Or some other reason?" Jia Cong asked.

"I'm from Liaodong. This year's autumn drought has been followed by the winter drought. Not a single grain has been collected. My mother is starving to death. My father brought me and my younger brother to the capital. My younger brother was lost and my father was also worried to death..."

The little girl covered her face with her hands and sobbed.

People from Liaodong?

Is this year’s autumn drought followed by winter drought?

But he speaks with a standard Shenjing accent?

This must be the person planted by Wang's stupid and evil woman. If Jia Mu took action, she would definitely not be so careless and even make up a lie full of mistakes.

A glimmer of light flashed secretly in Jia Cong's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Next to her, Xiao Cui'er had already softened her heart, holding Jia Cong's sleeve and shaking it.

"Third Master, please stay. Those bitches are bad. They beat and scold them and don't give them food..."
To be continued...