"From the monthly money, we talk about the illness of Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Wang, said that Mrs. Pengyun's mother had been sick for four or five years. She was the one who gave birth to Mrs. Pengyun's younger brother. She had no money to buy charcoal during her confinement period. The house was too cold and it was only when it was frozen. At that time, Mrs. Pengyun had already been a maid in his wife's house. Logically speaking, just 800 yuan a month would not be able to afford charcoal. But at that time, the Jiang family was already poor. The wife was frugal, which meant that all the monthly money of the villagers was deducted."

Li Tong listened quietly. She knew Mrs. Chen's temper so well. In Mrs. Chen's eyes, as long as she was her slave, she would have only one loyalty to her. The other emotions, six desires, joys, angers, sorrows and happiness did not exist. Even if she starved them to death, they would still be loyal to her and had no different intentions.

That's why she dared to save money from the people's monthly money first.

"Punyun's family is a slave in this mansion, and it all depends on monthly money. The disease has been delayed year by year. Several doctors who have seen it said that the root cause of the disease of Pengyun's mother is that she has suffered too much loss. If you want to cure it, you have to take Duguan Soup.

When the mansion made up for monthly money last year, Pengyun's father calculated that the family had a monthly money of one year, enough to buy a ginseng. Who knew that Pengyun only got two taels of silver, and the rest was said that the wife took it to her to add a new skirt to the second lady.

At night before, Pengyun's mother almost couldn't get up in one breath. Pengyun was so anxious that she asked Sister Wang about how she was doing every day."

Li Tong listened expressionlessly.

Last time, because of Jiang Huanzhang's words, she forced herself to "Okay" and took over the central gifts in the mansion. The first thing was the monthly money owed by the servants. However, the Jiang family was confused from top to bottom, from inside to outside. The general account had a monthly expense every month, but the inner house did not leave any details. Several nannies in charge had their own opinions, and Mrs. Chen even asked and didn't know about it.

She was determined to take care of the Jiang Mansion in order, so she naturally had to wait until she found out before remediation. But before she could find out, she rushed Mrs. Chen to celebrate her birthday, and the guests in the hall knelt in front of her in public, knocking her head bloodied, saying that her mother was dying of illness, and immediately waited for her 800-yuan monthly money to help her, begging her to reward her with the monthly money...

Li Tong's forehead was pounding with pain, just like when she stood in the eyes of everyone that day, Madam Gu advised her: "...A family like us is the most important thing to be generous and kind, but don't take money too seriously..."

It seems that since then, she has gained a reputation for being harsh in money...

"It happened that Sister Pengyun went to the kitchen to pass a message, saying that the wife's heart was sore and that the dinner was lighter. Sister Wang asked her if she had begged her, but Pengyun said no. Sister Wang pointed at me and said to Pengyun, "It's better to ask for the big grandma. The big grandma has some money, and it's enough to just leak a little. Pengyun looked at me and didn't say anything. I didn't dare to answer the words."

"This is easy. We are packing a large box of old ginseng." Shui Lian smiled.

"You don't need to worry about such a confused person." Li Tong said coldly.

Li Tong turned too fast, and Wen Zhu and Shui Lian were stunned and looked at each other.
Chapter completed!