"If you don't serve well, I will report to my wife. You must be punished. Do you remember?" Ping'er asked.

The magpie hurriedly turned around, looking panicked, and a pity smile on her face.

"Sister Ping'er, please rest assured, I will do my best to serve the young lady."

"Well, that's good." Ping'er nodded, "Young grandma hasn't had breakfast yet, so hurry up and prepare. By the way, there is also the Butterfly next door, you have to take care of it."

The magpie smiled and said, "Yes, I'll go and prepare now."

After the magpie left, Ping'er came to Xie's side, raised her hand and gently held Xie's slightly cold hand.

"I don't know what the lady is thinking, but she chose such a maid who is unforgiving to serve you."

"Mrs. You must be stronger in the future. Don't be weak at the right time, but you will be caught by this maid."

"Magpie is disobedient. Tell me, I'll tell her!" Ping'er said.

Xie looked at Ping'er with a moving face, then nodded vigorously.

"In this mansion, except for the master and Die'er, you are the one who belongs to Miss Ping'er, you are the best for me."

"One day, if I had a proud day, I would never forget your kindness, Miss Ping'er!" she said.

Ping'er curled her lips, gave a few more instructions, and turned around and left the house.

Outside the house, the little maid who came with Ping'er followed her. She couldn't help asking Ping'er halfway: "Sister knows that the young lady is the one she doesn't like, why do you still treat her in private? You didn't seem to have any friendship before. Are you not afraid that the lady will take her anger to her sister if she finds out?"

Ping'er sighed lightly, "Although there is no friendship, we are all the same miserable people, alas!"

Xie became a daughter-in-law and was imprisoned in this room and was not allowed to go anywhere.

Although I am the one whom my wife relies on, I am still reluctant to let myself go of my freedom at this age.

She neither opens her face nor benevolence to others. She just drags her around, making Ping'er at a loss about her future. She feels that she is just waiting to die every day, and she will become an old girl in two years and don't want anything else.

Thinking of this, Ping'er couldn't help but sigh again.

When he returned to Zhou's house, Zhou was half lying on the bed, his face was very bad.

Seeing Ping'er come in, Zhou started cursing.

"I asked you to take someone to the east room. After so long, do you still know how to come back?" Zhou asked.

Ping'er smiled and said carefully: "I gave you what you said to them, Madam, so I delayed it."

Zhou snorted and turned his head over.

"That bitch is just a broom star, the plague god," said Zhou.

"I see that the bastard she carries in her belly is also the reincarnation of the plague god."

Amid Zhou's curse, Ping'er lowered her head and came to the table, preparing morning tea for Zhou.

Zhou's curses continued to spread to Ping'er's ears.

"Since she became pregnant and the mother and son were brought into the mansion, the mansion began to go downhill."

"The master's business goes wrong one after another. Even when we go to the temple to pray for blessings, we are harassed by refugees. It's so unlucky, so unlucky!"

Speaking of this, Zhou suddenly sat up and a light shot out from his eyes.

"I thought of a good idea. Let's go back and invite a witch to come over. How about being a mage in the yard? It's bad luck!" she said.

Hearing this, Ping'er's face showed a hint of hesitation.

"The master has been busy with business these days and has not been to this backyard for several days." Ping'er said.

"Just before, the old man in the front yard had someone come to pass the message, saying that from today on, the dietary standards of each room in the mansion must be further simplified."

"Starting last night, the food in the old man's house was reduced and he set an example."

"It may not be good to spend money to invite the witch in at this critical moment. What do you think, madam?" Ping'er asked carefully.

When Zhou heard these words, his eyes also showed a thoughtful expression.

"Since that's the case, I won't invite you now. Let's talk about it later." She said, and lay back.

Suddenly, she sat up again and called Ping'er to the front.

"By the way, where is my box? Go and bring it to me." She said.

Ping'er was stunned for a moment, then turned around and took out a box from the most hidden place in the room and came to the bed.

Zhou took it and stroked it carefully in his hand.

This box, whether it is materials or workmanship, can be said to be the best in Daqi.

This was the time when the Zhou family, my mother's family, was the most prosperous. One year, I met a descendant of the Mo family passing by.

My grandfather served the food and rice with great food and begged the other party to create this box.

Because of the eldest daughter of her family, when she got married, her parents put the box in her own money to make her dowry.

The box is not big, it is small and exquisite.

But my mother said that if you put the money in this box, even if your man steals your box, cuts it with a knife or burns it with fire, it will be difficult to take away the money inside.

Zhou took off the golden pendant that he hung around his neck and spread it apart, and there was an equally small key hidden inside.

Zhou inserted the key into the box's keyhole and turned it gently.

‘Click!’

The lock of the box opened in response to the sound.

Zhou looked at the gold and silver jewelry inside the box and nodded with satisfaction.

I grabbed another handful of pearl jade and looked at it in my hand, and then put it back and locked it.

"Take it and put it down." Zhou said.

Ping'er said: "Would you like to put it back or find another hidden place?"

Zhou thought for a while and said, "Of course, find a hidden place again, don't let the master know."

"Hmph, I'm fooling around outside, raising a bunch of women, spending a lot of money."

"I won't take out this money, but my private money, even if I don't have a penny!" Zhou said.

Ping'er nodded, holding the box to hide, and Zhou called her again.

"You girl now have close contact with that bitch from Xie. I don't want you to hide it. I can't guarantee that you will give this box to Xie to please, and I'll hide it myself!"

Zhou said, got out of bed, quickly walked over and snatched the box from Ping'er's hand.

Ping'er quit the room tactfully so that Zhou could hide the box with confidence.

Zhou found a place in the house to hide the box, and then went to the outside room with satisfaction to prepare for breakfast.

A figure slid down like a monkey from the beam above Zhou's head. When it landed on the ground, there was no sound.

That's right, this person is Yang Ruoqing.

Please don't ask her why she appeared in Zhou's house at this point in time. She is a casual person.

I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night last night and had no good places to play, so I sneaked into Yang's mansion.

I was originally curious and wanted to hear what Yang Wenxuan would say to Zhou when he came back.

Unexpectedly, Yang Wenxuan didn't come at all, but this box was an unexpected gain.
Chapter completed!