Chapter 762 Disobedient

Song Houye sneered, with a sarcastic smile.

It's just raising a son. In this world, there are many scholars who stop at raising their names all their lives, and there are also many scholars who have accidents and cannot survive.

How could the Lan family take Song Ying's words seriously? At this moment, Song Ying came to Fenglanyuan.

This Fenglan Court is the place where the original owner used to live, the most remote courtyard in the entire Hou Mansion, the courtyard is not big, and there is no small kitchen inside, the entrance of the courtyard is guarded by a woman, and there is a small door, which is locked .

When the original owner moved in, the yard was simply repaired, but it was still desolate.

At that time, the original owner subconsciously wanted to tidy up the yard, but was ridiculed at first, saying that she was a farmer.

Later, the original owner reluctantly stayed.

The yard is even more miserable now than it was then. Weeds grow wildly in the yard, and when the small door was opened, Song Ying even heard the sound of mice passing by in the yard.

Fortunately, the yard is also paved with bluestone bricks, and it is still possible to pass by, otherwise, I am afraid that they will not be able to squeeze in at this moment.

The dusty house is covered with thick dust, but its appearance has not changed much.

The one who sent Song Ying over was Lan's mother-in-law, who was considered a confidant. Right now, she was staring at Song Ying, as if guarding against a thief, for fear that she would run away.

"Clean up this place." Song Ying said lightly.

The old woman snorted: "Master Hou only said that he would invite the girl over, but he didn't say that I would clean the yard for the girl."

Song Ying frowned.

These wives used to be Lan's close servants, and they were the most loyal maids who had been with Lan for decades. Lan hated her, so naturally these wives would not like her. At that time, the original owner also suffered a lot from them. .

When Hu Yingying heard what this woman said, she felt uncomfortable.

Go straight forward and grab the woman's arm: "My boss told you to clean the yard. If you don't obey, I'll break your arm!"

"Ah!" The woman's face twisted twice in pain.

The other woman's face changed, and she hurriedly left to report the news. Ying Dashan stepped forward and blocked the people at the door, "You have to listen to what the master said. Clean the yard, hurry up!"

The mother-in-law's complexion changed, but seeing the viciousness of these one and two, she immediately faltered a little.

"This is the Hou's Mansion... If you dare to yell here, you won't be afraid that Lord Hou will trouble you?!" The old woman said angrily.

The weasel was majestic, and grinned: "Hey, look at what you two said, it seems that our boss is honest, you don't want to trouble him, now this yard is where our boss wants to live, and the place where the boss wants to live must be dry. Clean and spotless, if you can't do it, you don't have any other skills, but you still have the ability to cut off your limbs."

The old lady shuddered.

"It's just the two of us, we can't do it..." They usually do the work of taking care of the wife, where did they do such chores! ?

"Since Ma'am only let you two come over, then it proves that you two can do it. If it doesn't work, just call the two women guarding the gate outside to help." Song Ying glanced outside and said casually.

"Hurry up! The owner is still waiting to rest!" Huang Mian frowned and yelled.

After finishing speaking, Huang Mian ran to wipe the stone bench in the courtyard, asked Song Ying to sit there, and gave Song Ying a shoulder squeeze like a dog's leg.

The monster weasel is the most unscrupulous of all Song Ying's monsters.

She doesn't look very good-looking, and her speech is flattering and shrewd, and her popularity among monsters is not very good.

But Song Ying just looked at her pleasingly.

(End of this chapter)

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