If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

"Sister-in-law, is this really okay?" Madam Feng San looked at the wine jar in her maid's arms and asked with concern. She was really afraid of the old lady in the mansion these years. Although she didn't dare to take your life, she would come to annoy you every now and then and find trouble for you from time to time, which was also very dangerous.

Madam Feng, who was walking in front of her on the left, glanced at her. This third sister-in-law was good in every way except that she was a little too cautious. "Just take it when the old master asked you to. After all, the old master is still the master of the house, right?" There was another sentence she didn't say. In the future, her husband would be the master of the house, and then her son and grandson.

"Okay, then I'll listen to my sister-in-law." Madam Feng San took another look at the jar and then said with a smile, "The princess is a thoughtful and down-to-earth person. This jar looks like it has a lot of food. I'll ask the nanny to give half of the jar to my sister-in-law to try, and I'll have the rest with my husband for a drink, hehe..."

Madam Feng smiled, thinking that the third wife was really smart. Her husband and eldest son followed the head of the Feng family closely, and the second son used to be playful, but now he has also gone to Liuzhou Mansion and is said to be highly valued. Unlike the second wife, the short-sighted fool only saw the little profits in front of her. In this inner house, she relied on the old lady to get the upper hand everywhere, but when she left the gate of the Feng Mansion, she was a timid and cowardly turtle, a typical bully in her own home.

"You should prepare two more dishes for this little bit of wine to accompany your husband and Xiao Si. Zhen'er has sent another cart back. I'll have the little girl deliver your portion to your courtyard later."

"Ah, how can this be so embarrassing? Sister-in-law, you should just send the person. These are enough for the Third House." Mrs. Feng San declined the offer. She appreciated her sister-in-law's kindness, but one should not be too greedy, right? She always kept in mind what her parents and elder sister said before she left, and reminded her husband and son. "Now that Xiaoliu can do some work in Liuzhou Prefecture, I am already very satisfied. We don't know how to thank the eldest young master, so how can we take his things again."

"You're welcome, sister-in-law." The two of them glanced at the little girl who was cleaning the courtyard not far away and peeking from time to time, smiled and said goodbye to each other, and returned to their own courtyards.

In the study, it took the old master Feng a long time to calm down. He patted his father on the back. Seeing that his face had eased, he quickly picked up the tea bowl on the low table next to him and handed it to him. Although it is said that a son should not blame his father and a daughter should not blame her mother for her adultery, the mother's behavior is really chilling. She is also the son of the same family, but her heart is too biased.

"Boss, go back and comfort your wife, tell her not to take it to heart. I'll talk to your mother, and you should also say hello to the third brother." The old head of the Feng family sighed. He also realized that although the eldest brother didn't say it out loud, he must be dissatisfied with his wife. He really can't go on like this, otherwise the mother and son will be alienated, which will be even more difficult to deal with. Everyone can see at a glance which branch the Feng family's future lies in. I really don't know how the old woman and the second branch's bunch of idiots have lost their minds.

Thinking of this, the old head of the Feng family secretly made up his mind. "What do you think about whether Zhen'er will rush back from Liuzhou Prefecture to celebrate the New Year this year?" The two heads of the Feng family finally talked about the same topic.

Huh? Patriarch Feng was stunned for a moment, and Mu Ran opened his eyes wide and looked at his father who was sitting at the top, "Dad? This..."

"Yes, that's what you mean. There are no outsiders here and I want to hear your opinion." Old Master Feng looked at his proud son, and it seemed that he understood what he wanted to ask.

The head of the Feng family did not directly answer his father's question, but lowered his head slightly, his fingers unconsciously rubbing on the tea bowl from time to time. The old head of the Feng family did not urge his son, but accompanied him to drink the tea in the bowl in his hand.

Mrs. Feng had mentioned this to her husband before. She meant that if Feng Yizhen was interested in Meixiang, it would be the best thing to have a close relationship with her. As the saying goes, if a daughter is sought after by a hundred families, you should fight for her. But the head of the Feng family had a different view. He felt that the Feng family was already one of the four great families in Haoyue and his younger sister was already the queen. There was no need for his son to do anything to add icing on the cake.

"Dad, what I mean is that Zhen'er's generation just needs to be stable and smooth. Too much wisdom will lead to harm, and too much love will not last long." Patriarch Feng's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard this, and he looked at his son in shock, "Is this really what you mean? It's not a bad idea to make the relationship closer."

The head of the Feng family looked at his father and replied firmly: "Yes, the Feng family already has a little sister who is the queen. What my son means is that there is no need to let Zhen'er add icing on the cake."

Patriarch Feng's eyes flickered several times in succession, and finally he sighed deeply and showed a smile from the bottom of his heart. A big stone that had been pressing on his heart for a long time finally fell to the ground. After laughing twice, he stood up and patted his son's shoulder vigorously: "Okay, okay, it's true that the Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves. Good, you think farther than dad thought. Good, good, very good. I will write to Zhen'er tomorrow to let him prepare to go home to worship the ancestors. As for whether Shuang'er and Jia'er will come back, it depends on Xiang girl's opinion and let her decide."

In just two sentences, the Feng family's attitude was determined.

The Situ family had an easier time deciding on this topic. The old Situ family head had already made up his mind when he kicked Situ Yidong out of the house before the New Year. Along with the carriage that sent wine to Liuzhou Prefecture, there was also a letter that Situ Yidong personally wrote to his old fox.

"Oh, this kid really has the demeanor I had in my old age. My hard work is worth it. Not bad, not bad. Hahaha..." In the study of old Patriarch Situ, three generations in power of the Situ family sat around the table together, tasting the wine that was sent to them. Old Patriarch Situ, who was holding the letter, suddenly burst into laughter, which startled the other two and almost sobered them up.

"Grandpa, what did my second brother say in the letter that made you so happy? Tell me quickly." Situ Yidong's eldest brother, the eldest son of the Situ family, asked curiously with a slightly red face. The Situ family had been from the military camp for generations, so the family style was naturally casual and tough, and lacked some literary style.

Patriarch Situ casually handed the letter to his grandson, who was looking at him eagerly, and could not help but teasing him, "Read it yourself, read it yourself. I say, big brother, take a look at your second brother, who is usually lazy and unfocused. This time he has made much more progress than you did back then. Look, look. Oh, people really can't be compared!"

Young Master Situ, who was inexplicably named, looked confused. Where did this come from?