After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the paranoid prince
Chapter 16 Filial Piety
Chapter 16 Filial Piety
Wei Qianzi sniffed and said with a smile: "Grandmother, I won't leave this time, the story is not finished yet, Chunlan Dongmei still wants to hear it, right?"
Chunlan Dongmei, who was pinching her shoulders and kicking her legs for the old lady, nodded immediately, "Yes, yes! We also want to hear how the Zhu Bajie behind him is doing, and whether he has molested Chang'e."
Seeing that she really didn't leave this time, Old Madam Wei smiled so that the wrinkles on her face deepened, "Okay, okay, if that's the case, then let's go into the room, it's more comfortable to lie on the couch than to sit here."
Chunlan Dongmei hurriedly got up to help the old lady, but Wei old lady pushed Dongmei's hand away and grabbed Wei Qianzi's hand, "Come on, let's go into the house. Grandma has never heard of it at this age." It’s such an interesting story, you have to tell it to grandma.”
"Naturally!" Wei Qianzi helped her into the house carefully.
Dongmei glanced at the old lady, then at Wei Qianzi, and turned to pack her things.
A few maids tidied up the room, and Mrs. Wei leaned on the big lead pillow on the couch, with a loving smile on her face.
Wei Qianzi waited for Xia He Qiuju to close the doors and windows and burn a new burner of incense, then sat down with a brocade stool, and then began to talk.
In fact, what she was talking about was not the plot in the famous Journey to the West, but the Zhu Bajie and Chang'e, which was made up by a talented netizen based on Monkey King's three fights against the bones.
The story is humorous and witty, and the words and sentences are concise and succinct. At that time, it became popular on the Internet for a while, and some Internet celebrities even adapted it into a live-action funny video, and the click rate was quite high.
Wei Qianzi told the story vividly and vividly, causing several maids to burst into laughter, and Mrs. Wei couldn't breathe from laughing even more.
Wei Qianzi had no choice but to gently stroke her chest to comfort her, thinking, it seems that such a story is not suitable for old people to listen to, and it will be troublesome if something goes wrong with laughing.
It must have been a long time since she laughed so heartily. Mrs. Wei fell asleep after resting. Seeing her snoring lightly, Wei Qianzi hurriedly got up and let Xia He and Qiuju wait for her to lie down. It's time to rest.
He is also a poor old man. His son is the prime minister of a country, and he is busy with court affairs all day long. Although he lives in the same house, he rarely sees him a few times a year. Finally, he has grandchildren. I thought she wanted sweets, but when she got older, she began to dislike her for being old, useless, and the room smelled strange, and even wanted them to come and have a look at her.
Wei Qianzi sighed, and walked out of the house.
As soon as she crossed the threshold, Dongmei called out, "Miss, wait a moment!"
Holding a small sandalwood carved box in her hand, she walked over quickly and handed it to Wei Qianzi, "You take this."
"Give it to me? What is it?" Wei Qianzi took it curiously, only to feel that it was heavy and overwhelmed, "What is so heavy?"
Seeing that Dongmei hesitated to speak, she quickly opened the lid of the box, and saw two golden ingots lying inside, and a small stack of silver bills under the gold ingots.
"What are you doing for me?" Wei Qianzi looked surprised. It's not a holiday, so what does it mean to give her a huge sum of money for nothing?
"This is what the old lady told me." Dongmei smiled back, and was about to turn around and enter the room.
Wei Qianzi rolled her eyes, immediately understood, and quickly called her to stop, "Hey! Wait, I can't take this, you should put it away quickly."
Dongmei was a little surprised to see her stuffing the box back into her hand, and didn't know how to react for a while, "Miss, you..."
"You don't need to say, I didn't come to ask grandma for pocket money, and I didn't accompany her for this. You can put the box away quickly. I'll go outside and come in when you are all busy."
After Wei Qianzi finished speaking, she turned and went to the courtyard. Because of her arrival, the four maids have been busy from dinner to now, and they didn't even have time to drink their saliva.
Because the original owner always felt that there was a strange smell in the house, every time Mrs. Wei invited her over, she had to ask them to clean up the house, open the windows for ventilation, remove dust and incense, and nothing could be sloppy. The original owner didn't want to stay longer every time.
Seeing that Mrs. Wei was sad, several maids blamed themselves, thinking that they did not do their job properly and failed to keep the young lady.
Every time the original owner left, Dongmei would give the original owner a small box made of sandalwood. Before that, she didn't know what was inside, but now she finally understood.
If it wasn't for the money, the original owner probably wouldn't want to set foot in the old man's house at all, right?
Sigh, what a grandmother, since the original owner is unwilling to be filial, then she should be filial for her!
(End of this chapter)
Wei Qianzi sniffed and said with a smile: "Grandmother, I won't leave this time, the story is not finished yet, Chunlan Dongmei still wants to hear it, right?"
Chunlan Dongmei, who was pinching her shoulders and kicking her legs for the old lady, nodded immediately, "Yes, yes! We also want to hear how the Zhu Bajie behind him is doing, and whether he has molested Chang'e."
Seeing that she really didn't leave this time, Old Madam Wei smiled so that the wrinkles on her face deepened, "Okay, okay, if that's the case, then let's go into the room, it's more comfortable to lie on the couch than to sit here."
Chunlan Dongmei hurriedly got up to help the old lady, but Wei old lady pushed Dongmei's hand away and grabbed Wei Qianzi's hand, "Come on, let's go into the house. Grandma has never heard of it at this age." It’s such an interesting story, you have to tell it to grandma.”
"Naturally!" Wei Qianzi helped her into the house carefully.
Dongmei glanced at the old lady, then at Wei Qianzi, and turned to pack her things.
A few maids tidied up the room, and Mrs. Wei leaned on the big lead pillow on the couch, with a loving smile on her face.
Wei Qianzi waited for Xia He Qiuju to close the doors and windows and burn a new burner of incense, then sat down with a brocade stool, and then began to talk.
In fact, what she was talking about was not the plot in the famous Journey to the West, but the Zhu Bajie and Chang'e, which was made up by a talented netizen based on Monkey King's three fights against the bones.
The story is humorous and witty, and the words and sentences are concise and succinct. At that time, it became popular on the Internet for a while, and some Internet celebrities even adapted it into a live-action funny video, and the click rate was quite high.
Wei Qianzi told the story vividly and vividly, causing several maids to burst into laughter, and Mrs. Wei couldn't breathe from laughing even more.
Wei Qianzi had no choice but to gently stroke her chest to comfort her, thinking, it seems that such a story is not suitable for old people to listen to, and it will be troublesome if something goes wrong with laughing.
It must have been a long time since she laughed so heartily. Mrs. Wei fell asleep after resting. Seeing her snoring lightly, Wei Qianzi hurriedly got up and let Xia He and Qiuju wait for her to lie down. It's time to rest.
He is also a poor old man. His son is the prime minister of a country, and he is busy with court affairs all day long. Although he lives in the same house, he rarely sees him a few times a year. Finally, he has grandchildren. I thought she wanted sweets, but when she got older, she began to dislike her for being old, useless, and the room smelled strange, and even wanted them to come and have a look at her.
Wei Qianzi sighed, and walked out of the house.
As soon as she crossed the threshold, Dongmei called out, "Miss, wait a moment!"
Holding a small sandalwood carved box in her hand, she walked over quickly and handed it to Wei Qianzi, "You take this."
"Give it to me? What is it?" Wei Qianzi took it curiously, only to feel that it was heavy and overwhelmed, "What is so heavy?"
Seeing that Dongmei hesitated to speak, she quickly opened the lid of the box, and saw two golden ingots lying inside, and a small stack of silver bills under the gold ingots.
"What are you doing for me?" Wei Qianzi looked surprised. It's not a holiday, so what does it mean to give her a huge sum of money for nothing?
"This is what the old lady told me." Dongmei smiled back, and was about to turn around and enter the room.
Wei Qianzi rolled her eyes, immediately understood, and quickly called her to stop, "Hey! Wait, I can't take this, you should put it away quickly."
Dongmei was a little surprised to see her stuffing the box back into her hand, and didn't know how to react for a while, "Miss, you..."
"You don't need to say, I didn't come to ask grandma for pocket money, and I didn't accompany her for this. You can put the box away quickly. I'll go outside and come in when you are all busy."
After Wei Qianzi finished speaking, she turned and went to the courtyard. Because of her arrival, the four maids have been busy from dinner to now, and they didn't even have time to drink their saliva.
Because the original owner always felt that there was a strange smell in the house, every time Mrs. Wei invited her over, she had to ask them to clean up the house, open the windows for ventilation, remove dust and incense, and nothing could be sloppy. The original owner didn't want to stay longer every time.
Seeing that Mrs. Wei was sad, several maids blamed themselves, thinking that they did not do their job properly and failed to keep the young lady.
Every time the original owner left, Dongmei would give the original owner a small box made of sandalwood. Before that, she didn't know what was inside, but now she finally understood.
If it wasn't for the money, the original owner probably wouldn't want to set foot in the old man's house at all, right?
Sigh, what a grandmother, since the original owner is unwilling to be filial, then she should be filial for her!
(End of this chapter)
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