·Scarce Roots

If this continues, the housekeeper must have something big.

My personal mother felt a sense of urgency that the storm was coming, and she had even begun to secretly plan her retreat.

She will not live and die with the butler.

Mrs. Guan stood outside for a while, then calmed down before entering the hall.

Mr. Guan was standing by the phonograph, listening to the melodious music coming from inside, closing his eyes and looking at the face of enjoyment.

Mrs. Guan felt disgusted when she saw his intoxicated look. Was she blind when she got married? How could she choose such a guy?

When he was young, he was a little handsome. Now he is old, his figure is out of shape and his face is vulgar, which makes people feel annoying.

Mrs. Guan quickly stepped forward and turned off the phonograph directly.

The music stopped suddenly, Master Guan opened his eyes in confusion, and saw Mrs. Guan with an angry look on his face, and asked in surprise, "Okay, why are you crazy?"

Mrs. Guan said angrily, "Okay? Which eye does your home look good? If this continues, this home will sooner or later be disbanded. You waved your hand and became the boss, throwing all the junk on me. I think you might as well live alone with this home, so that we can save you from holding you back."

Mr. Guan only felt inexplicable, "Why are the good days going to end?"

Mrs. Guan said, "Do you know that Boyuan wants to send Boyu to the army!"

Mr. Guan didn't care at all, "Just go, it's not the eighteenth level hell, what can't be gone? Didn't Boyuan come here like this? His son is grown up, and it's a good thing that will benefit him for life."

Mrs. Guan felt as if someone had punched her heart hard. She 'shy' and pointed at Mr. Guan and cursed, "You are not eating any tiger poison. You just want your son to die! Now that the war is in a hurry, you are going to the battlefield. The bullet has no eyes. What if Bo Yu is injured?"

Mr. Guan said calmly, "So in your heart, I know that Boyu is difficult to take a big responsibility and cannot become a climate at all. Unlike Boyuan, even if you rely on yourself, you can still make a bloody path in the army and make a future for yourself, right?"

A sentence made Mrs. Guan lose the following sentence.

She knew what kind of child Boyu was. Even if she wanted her son to be successful, she understood that her son was not the material, otherwise she would not have let go to Nanjing in person to beg her brother Zeng Shaoquan to arrange a seat for Guan Boyu.

If you want to be angry, Mrs. Guan is naturally angry too.

Boyu was too unsatisfied and could not stay at peace for a few days, at least he would wait until his uncle had finished his position. Now that this happened, I am afraid that Zeng Shaoquan would not like him even more, and those good positions would not be left to him.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Guan felt heartache.

Mrs. Guan sneered, "It's not that you follow your housekeeper's bad roots. There is no such person in our Zeng family! No matter how bad Bo Yu is, he is still your own son. If you are not a godfather's fault, your son will naturally not be able to make a mistake."

Mr. Guan guessed that she would say that.

Since Zeng Shaoquan became powerful, Mrs. Guan has also risen with the flow of water. She is proud in front of him and does not take her husband seriously at all. As long as there is a dispute, she will definitely bring up the arguments of the Zeng family, which seems to be much noble. Thinking about the Zeng family, the Zeng family was just an ordinary family in Shandong. If Zeng Shaoquan hadn't been smart and smart, who would have known who the Zeng family was?

However, Mr. Guan thought so in his heart, but he would never say it.

Over the years he has been with Mrs. Guan, he has long figured out the other person's temper.

Mr. Guan smiled calmly and said, "I am an incompetent coward, so I have to take more time as a mother. In the future, Boyu's affairs will depend on you to make more plans."

Mrs. Guan almost became angry and turned backwards.

Mr. Guan didn't give her a chance to speak, so he got up and hummed a small song and walked upstairs. He even asked the servant casually, "When will dinner be good? Are there fresh bamboo shoots at home? I want to have a cold bamboo shoot heart."

Mrs. Guan was so angry that she kept sneering.

One son caused a big disaster, and the other son was bedridden. However, he, the father, ignored him and yelled to eat bamboo shoots.

If possible, Mrs. Guan really wants to bury him in the bamboo forest to see if bamboo shoots can grow in the next year.

There is no worry-free at home and outside this family.

Mrs. Guan stood in the hall and calmed down for a while, then she called the servant who served Guan Bozhou over, "How is Bozhou?"

The servant said, "The second young master is not as hot as before. He just said he was hungry and had already let the kitchen cook porridge."

Mrs. Guan breathed a sigh of relief, "Is that right? Let the kitchen move faster, put some abalone, yao pillar and scallops in it. Mingwei sent a lot of them before, aren't there any?"

The servant hurriedly said, "Some, some, I'll go to the kitchen and say it."

After he left, Mrs. Guan said to her close mother, "It's okay, I know I'm hungry, so that's going to be fine. I turned around and said to Mingwei and asked him to send more dried abalone. I tasted okay."

My personal mother agreed repeatedly, but she felt a little dissatisfied with her nephew Zeng Mingwei, but she had a lot of filial piety to her, and there was no one in the world who was more selfish than Mrs. Guan.

As he was talking, the phone in the hall rang.

My personal mother didn't dare to think randomly, so she stepped forward and answered the phone, "Hello, this is the Guanfu."

A beautiful woman's voice came from the opposite side, "Are you mooring in the boat? Let him listen to the phone."

The personal mother said in surprise, "Where are you?"

The woman said, "I am Bai Linglong, I want to come and play with him. Call him here quickly and don't waste time."

Seeing her domineering tone, my mother couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable and raised her head to look at Mrs. Guan.

Mrs. Guan asked, "Who?"

The personal mother said with the flow, "Miss Bai, I'm looking for the second young master to play."

Mrs. Guan's face suddenly sank. She stepped forward to take the phone and whispered, "Miss Bai, I am Bozhou's mother. I don't know what your relationship is, but no one has such rules. I'll find someone out in the middle of the night, let alone a girl, and I don't know how your mother taught you. Bozhou has something to do, and no matter what it is, she can't accompany you. You should find someone else. I guess with your appearance, there must be many young men around you. If you can, I hope you will have less contact with Bozhou in the future. He will do big things and cannot drag down the beauty."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly and said to his mother with a cold face, "In the future, Bai Linglong is not allowed to say anything to Bozhou when she calls. He asks him out every now and then. What can he do? All the good men are ruined by her."

My personal mother didn't like Bai Linglong, and immediately agreed when she heard the sound.

Mrs. Guan said, "I will not allow mooring boats to marry such a woman."

The personal mother took the opportunity to say, "Madam knows in her heart, who has never seen anyone? Besides, the three masters in the family are all among the people. What kind of daughter-in-law can't be married? Then you can wait to drink the tea from your daughter-in-law."

Mrs. Guan said, "I only hope to come earlier this day and take care of them with one more person, so that I can worry about it."

As the two said, Mrs. Guan was concerned about the situation in the kitchen again, "Have the porridge not been cooked yet? Who are the people in the family? It has been so long for a while to cook porridge. Can you bear it?"

The close mother hurriedly said, "I'll go to the kitchen now."
Chapter completed!