exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

The smile on Nan Zhihe's face disappeared completely, his eyebrows sank slightly, and his eyes became stern.

He said nothing, pursed his thin lips into a thin line, and stared at Nan Shijie coldly.

For a long while, it was as if they were looking at a dead thing.

Nan Shijie was struck by his expressionless yet chilling look. He felt an inexplicable stiffness in his neck and stopped talking.

Wei Chuyu also felt the man's sudden change in aura, which was a kind of fierceness that emanated from the inside out. According to her past knowledge, this kind of person was not easy to get along with.

It seems that if I want to pay attention to you, you are nothing, but if I don't pay attention to you, you are nothing.

Nanzhi He coolly opened his lips and said: "I think the third uncle is quite crazy. He'er has too much time to take care of himself. Why do you say that?"

"Third uncle scolded and cursed. It really hurt He'er's heart. I'm sorry He'er won't accompany you."

Nan Zhihe's patience ran out and he said no more.

Nan Shijie saw his turned away eyebrows, as if there was a grudge in the middle of his anger, and suddenly felt that he had no place to rest in his heart.

He thought he could gain some benefits by using this method, but it turned out to be not only useless, but also made Nan Zhihe angry.

Although he was a sick man now and probably wouldn't do much in the future, Nan Shijie felt uneasy for no reason.

He went back with a pale face and informed the old lady and others who were taking shelter under the big tree.

At this time, the old lady and the two families were covered with large leaves as umbrellas, and they were still half wet from the water leaking from the cracks in the branches.

"What did he really say?"

After hearing this, the old lady and Mr. Wu both looked anxious and blamed Mr. Nan for saying the wrong thing.

"What's wrong with what I said? I don't believe that just you guys can say something clever, and he won't even look at it if you don't." Third Master Nan frowned and retorted.

The old lady banged her stick on the ground and said angrily: "It seems that this Nan Zhihe really doesn't want to eat anything soft and hard, and he doesn't want to eat oil or salt!"

Such people are the most difficult to handle. Although I occasionally felt that Nan Zhihe had turned ruthless in the past, I always thought that he wanted to be the iron-faced boss, and it didn't matter when the flowers were in full bloom.

Now I feel that this Nan Zhihe is a colder and more thorny person than Wei Chuyu.

"Grandma, mother, I want to eat rabbit!" Nan Zhilin shouted, pointing to the people over there who were already dividing the rabbit.

"Ling Niang, go ahead and ask Dafang and the others to give us some rabbit meat." Master Sifang pushed Mrs. Sifang.

"Sir, I can't help you even if my uncle is gone, what can I do?" Mrs. Sifang really wanted to roll her eyes.

Nan Shiliang was displeased and glared at her: "If you don't go, what will I eat?"

"Aren't there still wild vegetables? If there are no more wowotou..."

"The smell of wild vegetables makes me want to vomit. Can't you make me something edible?"

This fourth-room master used to open his mouth when he came to eat, stretch out his hands when he came to wear clothes, and his servants would wait around him. He would serve three meals a day with great care, and he would slap the table if there was anything wrong.

How could Nan Shiliang bear it if he was used to eating delicacies and delicacies?

The fourth-fang master glared angrily, but what could the fourth-fang wife Zhuo Xiaoling do? If she doesn't plan carefully, she won't be able to survive in the future!

She blinked helplessly: "Master, you also know that we are running out of ladders."

"Then I don't care. Either you go to the big house and ask for rabbit meat, then you don't have to spend any money, or you spend some money to beg for a bowl of meat soup from the official. I can't stand it anymore!" Fourth Master Nan flicked his sleeves, his whole face The board sinks.

"That's right, the fourth brother and sister, why don't you change some broth? It's a rainy day, and the old lady can get rid of the cold and dampness by drinking it."

Mrs. Wu from the third house didn't mind the matter, and she didn't care about the money spent by the fourth house. If the old lady could drink it, maybe they could get some.

"Nan Shiliang, what are you talking about? I am your wife, and I suffer with you. Have I ever asked you to treat me like this?"

Mrs. Sifang pointed at the unreasonable man in front of her, wanting him to show her feelings.

"If you marry me, of course it's not a big deal if you have to live with your husband and your wife, but you don't want to, so what's the use of begging you?"

The fourth master frowned, looking worried and impatient.

"Yes, fourth brother and sister, we women have to listen to men." Wu said yin and yang.

Zhuo Xiaoling was frightened by their words and pointed at her nose with trembling fingers: "Master, do you think I'm useless?"

She really didn't know that she was saving money all the way, even reluctant to give up food and clothing herself, and also spent money on toothbrushes for them. Since the things she bought were taken away by her sister-in-law, she had no choice but to get this group of people's incomprehension.

Seeing that she was still arguing with him, the fourth-fang master's eyes suddenly bulged and he gave an ultimatum: "I'm just asking you, are you going to go?"

Mrs. Sifang was intimidated by his appearance of wanting to eat people, and she couldn't help but be afraid, but her little sense of shame and the feeling of grievance in her heart made her refuse.

"I'm not going!"

"You're not going?" The Fourth Master rolled up his sleeves and frowned angrily: "Okay, if you're not going, give me your baggage!"

With that said, he reached over her and grabbed the bundle on her side.

"No, Master...this is mine...you can't do this!"

Mrs. Sifang hid the bundle in her arms, but the man took it away and pulled it on both sides.

Everything happened so fast that the others seemed to be shocked, and no one came forward to persuade them.

Even the old lady was the same. Of course she wanted to drink the broth just now, but she was hesitant at the same time. How would she live without money later?

He didn't speak.

At this moment, seeing that the younger son was trying to steal his wife's money, he shut up and didn't care, and even moved his body away.

It was Aunt Sun who came out and tried to persuade the two people who were struggling: "Brother-in-law, the broth may not be enough even for official duties. Maybe they won't change it."

"You have always been good, don't let this hurt your friendship..."

What has always been good? Mrs. Si Fang, who used so much force that her face turned red, thought to herself that she had been clinging to Fourth Master Nan and letting him go, but he was the boss who ignored everything and acted as a hands-off shopkeeper.

Not long after she entered Nan's house, she saw his temperament. She felt a little regretful at the time, and now she feels even more complicated.

Nan Shiliang had a sullen face, and regardless of others, he increased his strength and snatched the baggage insistently.

The baggage was scattered and the money was shaken out.

Nan Shiliang picked up the broken silver on the ground and left, ignoring his wife's screams.

Zhuo Xiaoling fell to the ground and hurriedly picked up the muddy things on the ground one by one.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo in in in IN the in theirs and hers to cry in the rain.

When Fourth Master Nan went there, the official officials would not betray him. After all, this was their food.

But he couldn't stop Fourth Master Nan from showing off some broken silver to say good things. The official in charge thought about it and asked him to wait for a while.

When there was still some in the pot and no one was paying attention, the official tilted the pot, scooped out a large ladle of soup noodles and gave it to him.

Mrs. Sifang didn't know that the silver scraps she valued more than her own life were exchanged by the talkative Mr. Sifang for only a spoonful of soup, not even the scraps of meat.

She only saw Fourth Master Nan taking the bowl from the official, drinking it, and wiping his mouth. One person was full and the whole family was not hungry!

Fourth Master Nan ran back all the way in a good mood, not knowing that he and the official were going to encounter something big tonight.