When Magistrate Fu went out, he heard voices coming from the room next door. The door panel could not block Fu Wenhua's loud voice at all.

He was complaining to Mrs. Fu, "Mom, you don't know how hateful that old godly woman in the Yue family is. When I left, she was leaning against the door to ruin our family's reputation."

Mrs. Fu had just listened to Nanny Fu and Chuncao describing the dangerous situation on the day of delivery. At this time, her face and neck were red with anger. When she heard her son say that, she became even more angry, "Fortunately, your father is on the same level as him now."

Well, even if the foreign official is worse than the Beijing official, we are not afraid of him!"

"Yes, at worst, I will take my second sister home and bring my nephew with me. Let's see if they still dare to bully my second sister."

"This won't work. Your second sister returns to Jianzhou. It's your second sister who is embarrassed. We have to resolve this matter in the capital. Otherwise, I would rather rent a house in the capital and take care of your sister for a year and a half. I

I can’t believe it, they are reluctant to look at this grandson.”

"Yes, I will bet Yue Lan every day and beat him three times a day to see if he still dares to bully my sister."

Mrs. Fu said: "Don't hit too hard when beating, otherwise your sister will have to worry about it in the future."

"I know, I'll hit you if it hurts, not cripple you."

Magistrate Fu, who was listening outside the door, felt his heart hurt even more. He heard this before and it was fine. But after hearing what his daughter said, he felt like he was born wrong.

It would be great if this daughter and son were the opposite of each other.

Magistrate Fu rubbed his chest and left.

After Mrs. Fu and her son denounced the Yue family, they said to Aunt Fu: "Thanks to the young ladies of the Zhou family this time, have you prepared a generous gift in return?"

"No," Nanny Fu lowered her head and said, "Miss didn't even pay for the consultation."

When Mrs. Fu heard this, she knew that it was because her daughter treated Zhou Man very seriously, or that the friendship between the two was deep and the money was no longer enough. She sighed and said: "Forget it, she will take care of her share later.

But we have to prepare a generous gift here."

Aunt Fu then smiled and said, "Why should Madam worry about this? When we were in Jianzhou, we would receive two letters from her every month. It was closer than Madam and my uncle's family. I don't think Miss Man cares about these false gifts."

people."

Mrs. Fu glanced at the sleeping child and gently put the child in the cradle. After hearing this, she said: "Although I don't care, the etiquette must not be discarded. The master and I cannot stay in the capital for too long. From now on, the second mother will be in the capital."

There is nothing to rely on, and getting closer to friends also helps."

Fu Wenhua curled his lips and said, "Mom, didn't you like the friendship between my second sister and Zhou Man before? You were unhappy every time she wrote to me."

Mrs. Fu patted him and said: "One moment, another moment, do you understand? At that time, I was afraid that she would teach your second sister a bad lesson. Look at your second sister, she used to be so obedient and obedient, but she ended up making friends with her."

Later, she stopped learning the piano and Nühong’s cooking skills. She just read books all day long, and thought about going out with you all day long, because she said in her letter that the scenery she sat on the tree and looked out at was very unique,

Your sister is going to move a ladder to climb the tree..."

When Mrs. Fu mentioned this at this time, she felt very complicated in her heart.

Originally, her two daughters were very well-behaved, but her son was more naughty, so she only needed to worry a little more. But because of Zhou Man, the second daughter suddenly changed.

When her daughter was disobedient, she had to devote a little more attention to teaching her daughter. As a result, her daughter hadn't taught her well yet, and instead she made her son even more naughty.

Mrs. Fu became even busier, so she never liked Zhou Man very much, because she felt that Zhou Man was responsible for half of the hard work she suffered later.

But now, her daughter is alone in the capital, with no relatives around her, and her husband's family is mean. A friend, especially a capable friend, is very important.

Even if she can't help, her daughter will feel better if she talks occasionally.

So Mrs. Fu wanted to mend the relationship between the two parties. She said to Aunt Fu: "Prepare more gifts. We don't need to keep the local specialties we brought from Jianzhou to the Yue family. We should give some to the master for his relationship and the rest."

Give them all to her."

Mrs. Fu was still a little lucky and said with a smile: "Fortunately, she doesn't know that I don't like her. When the child is one month old, we can invite her to come and have full moon wine."

Fu Wenhua on the side shrank his head and said nothing.

Mrs. Fu saw this and couldn't help but fell silent. After a while, she asked: "Wenhua, did you talk nonsense to Mrs. Zhou after you came to Beijing?"

Fu Wenhua wanted to shake his head, but he couldn't shake it under his mother's gaze.

Mrs. Fu endured it, but she couldn't hold it back anymore. She stretched out her hand to twist his ears, slapped him several times, then turned around and wiped her tears to find Magistrate Fu. She felt so wronged that she had given birth to such a disobedient son.

Woolen cloth?

Magistrate Fu had already gone back to his room to think about how to persuade Yue Wei when he saw him tomorrow. At this moment, Mrs. Fu came in wiping her tears, and Magistrate Fu had a headache.

By the way, his daughter's matter also needs to be resolved. We can't let that old godly woman from the Yue family step on his daughter and treat her like a human being, right?

Although the matter was over and Fu Wenyun enlightened him, Magistrate Fu was still very angry when he thought about it.

The Yue family heard about it within two hours after County Magistrate Fu and the others arrived in Beijing. After all, their servants had been guarding outside.

Yesterday Yue Lan personally came to pick up Fu Wenyun, but he couldn't even get in.

Mr. Yue wanted to pick him up by himself, but he was very smart. He knew that it would be useless for him to pick up his daughter-in-law when she left home. Even if Fu Wenhua would invite him in because of his status, he would definitely do it in various ways.

Excuses for refusing to go home.

This matter was obviously no longer something that a few children could resolve, so they had to wait until the in-laws came to Beijing and he came to apologize in person.

Fu Wenyun thought that Yue Wei would come to the door the next day, but he didn't expect that Yue Wei would come to the door with his wife and children carrying things as soon as he got out of the Yamen that day.

When Magistrate Fu heard about it, he went to his daughter's room first and said to her: "Your father-in-law is more courageous than you think."

Fu Wenyun pondered for a moment and then said: "Father, this is a good thing, isn't it?"

Magistrate Fu shook his head, which may not be a good thing, because he was not sure that Yue Wei would listen to the advice.

However, he still took his wife and children to the front hall to greet them.

As soon as the two parents met, Yue Wei immediately hurried forward and bowed deeply before he even arrived, "Brother Ziliang, I am ashamed of my trust in you."

County Magistrate Fu hurriedly stepped forward, held his hand, and helped him up. He said with a sad look on his face: "Brother-in-law, you are trying to hurt me. Stop doing this."

Seeing that he wasn't angry, Yue Wei couldn't decide what he meant. He could only turn around and pull his stupid son up, kicked him in the knee and made him kneel down, "Why don't you kowtow to your father-in-law and mother-in-law and apologize?"

, have you ever treated your own wife like this?"

Yue Lan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Magistrate Fu looked down at him for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "That's it, let him get up. Let's go into the house to talk."
Chapter completed!