Along the way, there were no pictures he imagined in the torture of his heart.

Luo Junxi thought that the moment his mother saw him, she would immediately throw herself into his arms and cry, and she was beaten and her home was stolen. Son, you have to make the decision for her mother.

Our family lost money, more than 500 taels. His mother would cry until her condition had a headache and said, "I'm not alive." She saved the money for most of her life. If I can't get it back, I'll hit the wall."

He had already thought about how to comfort his mother, what words to say to comfort him, and told her how he would solve it, so that his mother would take into account the injuries on her head first and don't be emotionally excited.

But the reality is like this.

My mother did ask for money when she saw him, but it didn't matter how she heard it.

Mrs. Luo shouted, "Emma, ​​you don't know that our family has lost more than 500 taels of silver. Tsk, this is really, do you think those thief bastards should be killed by a thousand swords!"

When my mother shouted this, she looked like she was afraid that she would not hear the several compartments next to the clinic.

Why do you shout so loudly? Is it a good thing to be stolen?

Not to mention, Mrs. Luo really calls him a good thing.

What, if your family wants to be stolen more than 500 taels, your family needs to have so many, and her family has them.

As for why he became abnormal and no longer secretly mentioned how much money he had at home, Mrs. Luo was because he had a clear idea.

The thief was arrested and designated to be able to come back.

Xiaomai's elder brother-in-law is not an ordinary trick. She can catch such a big official, and she can still get enough money.

Second, there is no need to hide it anymore and be afraid that others will think of their orphans and widows.

Zhu Xingde is the head of the county town.

When she recovers from illness, who dares to bully her family in the future? You can see.

Mrs. Luo has been lying in the clinic for two days, and even planned to make it in her heart that this year, she would stand in front of the grave for more paper for her father to burn paper for porridge. When she could become her sister-in-law and uncle, she would have to tell her how her family had been promising in the past few months.

"Mom, tell me something serious, don't show off, what's going on? Tell me in detail, I've come to you just when I'm back. Although there are people I know at the top of the city, it's not convenient to speak, so I haven't asked in detail yet."

"Oh, that's more lively than an opera singer. You dare not make up the scripts so well. Anyway, you go and wash first." This time, Mrs. Luo whispered: "The relatives living nearby know me, and the doctor and the book boy in the hall also watched. You made this happen, and it made people laugh. Besides, I told you that you would be anxious to find your elder brother-in-law and Xiaomai. Just go with this image? Don't embarrass your elder brother-in-law, let's see, what brother-in-law is this? It's made like a pigpen crawling out, hurry up."

It was still the Magnolia that Luo Junxi learned about it.

Finally, someone who was no longer so confused about his speech.

It was also known through the words of my mother-in-law and mother-in-law that my mother-in-law wiped her mother-in-law, fed her food, made chicken soup, and served her endlessly during her injury.

Otherwise his mother wouldn't be so casual about talking to her mother-in-law.

"Didn't I say that you don't have to worry about my side. This medicine hall provides food." Mr. Luo also blinked at the white magnolia hard: "If you don't eat it, don't eat it, we can save some of it yourself."

Luo Junxi looked at the few white hairs on his mother-in-law's temples, and the elderly mother-in-law still had to take care of her mother-in-law, and said movedly: "Mom..."

Mrs. Luo held the soup: "Ah?"

Ah, it wasn't her, she lowered her head and continued to drink the soup, without disturbing her, this was the soup made from the same pot as the magistrate.

Luo Junxi clearly has a lot of ink, but he can't find any words to express his touching feelings to his mother-in-law.

Bai Yulan reluctantly asked if the exam was good, and said kindly: "Xiaomai is in the county government office. This morning she muttered that you have finished the exam and are about to go home. She doesn't care about cooking for the magistrate. Go and see. Your father, your elder brother-in-law, and all six sons are in the county government office."

Backyard of the county government office.

The basin in Xiaomai's hand was overturned.

"Brother Junxi."

"Hmm? What should you call me?" Luo Junxi changed into clothes and appeared in front of Xiaomai.

"Husband." Xiaomai lifted her skirt and ran over.

At the same time, the new magistrate looked at the back of the young couple hugging in the distance, probably talking about the wound. The man hugged him for a while and squatted down to touch the little woman's feet, as if he wanted to see how the injury was. His face was full of heartache and he was overwhelmed by such a distance.

The little woman was embarrassed and jumped straight, tilting around like she was drunk, smiling while jumping, and then she was held in her arms by the man.

"Husband, are you doing well in the exam?"

"Good wife, the scholar's wife of Porridge, I'm not at home, you're suffering." I felt distressed, and I missed so much that I didn't count by holding Xiaomai tightly in my arms, but I still touched Xiaomai's hair.

There is no straightforward answer, but a sentence from a scholarly lady means that she did a good job in the exam.

The new magistrate who is ignorant of learning and has not taken the imperial examination route: Humph, he is quite confident.

He turned his head slightly and asked Zuo Lizheng's grandson, his new servant: "That is Zhu Xingde's little brother-in-law?"

Zuo Lizheng's little grandson smiled: "Sir, that's right."

Emma, ​​Zuo Lizheng's little grandson thought to herself: I don't even see it.
Chapter completed!