Chapter 342: Tobacco pot

When Cao Song returned to his residence, Cao Yong and Chu Yu had not yet returned to his residence. Cao Song entered the second gate and came to the upper room of Shaoyuan to pay tribute to Zhao Jia.

Because Cao Song went out in the name of Fengde and Fengche, Zhaojia asked a few more gossips about the mansion over there. Cao Song went to Zhaojia's mansion to make a move, but he didn't know what it was, and the chaos responded.

Zhao Jia couldn't help but advise: "Don't always go to your grandpa's house, and go and ask your uncle for more care!"

But this is the old saying again. Cao Song said impatiently, "Mother, my son is still in the filial piety period, how can I visit my family all day long?"

Zhao Jia put down the tobacco pot in her hand, glanced at him, and said, "Oh, do you still know that you are in the filial piety period? Why, my grandfather's house can't go, but my uncle's house can't go? Your uncle loves you and will not pick this point!"

Cao Yong was afraid that his mother would be nagging again, so he happened to see several packs of small clothes on the kang, like the one from the fourth sister when he was a child, so he said, "Mother, how can you find these? The fourth sister has grown a lot in the past six months, so she should not be able to wear them. Even Wu'er is about the same size as the fourth sister."

When Zhao Jia heard about Wu'er's mention, her expression froze. She found these things, and she did add clothes to Wu'er to save some chewing. According to her, although everyone spent money in the public dynasty, it was so expensive that when the family was separated, the sons would not drink the northwest wind.

Cao Yong had no worries, he had several industries in his hands. Except for Cao Song who inherited his father's title, some of his other sons had not yet found their future.

If she can save a penny, she is an elder. If she takes the lead in saving money, Cao Yong and his wife will not be too extravagant.

Therefore, she only thought about asking someone to find out all the old clothes of the Fourth Sister. But the Fourth Sister was growing and Wu'er was growing. She found two new ones and gestured on Wu'er. It was half smaller. Where can I wear it?

However, she didn't want to make a fuss, so she said to Cao Song: "It's found for Hang Seng to use. Children's parents should grow up quickly and don't always buy clothes."

Cao Song couldn't help but open his eyes wide and said in confusion: "Mother, are you always confused? Hang Seng is a little boy, how can he wear the clothes of his little daughter?"

Zhao Jia sniffed on his face, pointed at Cao Song's forehead and said, "What are you saying? It's not for you guys. Gongzhong has no investment in it. There was no elders in the mansion to worry about it, and it was like spending money. Now, I'm here, how can I not worry more!"

After hearing this, Cao Song frowned and said, "Mother, is it that our family has the best? Even if we brothers are young, we have never worn old clothes when we were young! My brother and sister-in-law are in love with Hang Seng. Besides, Hang Seng is still young, how much money can it cost to buy clothes?"

"No matter whether it's a cat or a dog, it's a smelly person, you will take it to the mansion. This prodigal boy!" Zhao Jia took a sip of cigarettes and muttered.

Cao Song heard this badly and blushed and asked, "Mother, what are you muttering?"

Seeing that her son stared at her eyes and felt a vague reproach, Zhao Jia couldn't help feeling aggrieved, and her eyes were already red. Just as she was about to scold her son, she saw Madam Zhang coming in tremblingly.

Although Cao Song didn't like this old nanny with a slut in the early years, he still bowed and said, "Madam!"

Madam Zhang smiled and said, "Oh, it's the second master here. I haven't seen the second master for several days, and I'm thinking about it! Now I'm cold. The second master likes to kick the quilt the most when he was a child. He is carefully blowing the wind, but he dares not make a fuss to make a fuss..."

When Cao Song heard her nagging, he felt a little impatient and his face sank.

Zhao Jia did not notice that her son was unhappy, so she asked Madam Zhang to sit next to the little squid next to the kang and asked, "How about it, but I have figured out, how much is Tian's monthly silver?"

Madam Zhang wanted to show off and stroked her chest and said, "Madam, you, Old Nu, breathe a good sigh first! I don't know how this Amethyst Aunt manages the family. They all look like gourds with their mouths sawed. The old Nu has been tossing for a while and found several people, and then asked at the Xiao Er family in the back kitchen."

Zhao Jia nodded and asked anxiously: "Just ask clearly. How many, is it just like the five girls?"

"Oh, madam, you said it's too little! Not to mention Grandma Tian, ​​even Zuo Cheng, the two young masters live on the left, and the monthly money is the same as the fifth girl, both two taels!" Madam Zhang said, stretched out her right hand and flipped it over, saying, "Tsk tsk, Grandma is generous enough, what is the monthly money she gives to Grandma Tian!"

When Zhao Jia saw this, she couldn't help but raise her voice and said, "Five liang? Whose grandma is she? What's the point of filling out the money on outsiders?"

After hearing this, Madam Zhang waved her hand and said, "Madam, it's not five taels, but ten taels! With the two young masters, Grandma Tian's money is fourteen taels a month. The food, clothing and chewing are all in the mansion, and this is not in vain!"

Zhao Jia's face was already blue and snorted coldly, "Nonao, what does this family care about? If our family really thinks that there are many gold and silver, I have to pull it up when the couple comes back later!"

Madam Zhang was responding, but Cao Song couldn't stand it anymore and frowned and asked, "Mother, this is a good life, but what are you trying to catch?"

Zhao Jia was angry, and when she heard her son's words, she waved the cigarette pot in her hand and threw it at Cao Song: "Things that are not good will help your brother, forgetting who they came out of? I am so eager to do this, for which one? You are a bastard who doesn't know how to do it!"

Madam Zhang listened and hurriedly advised, "Madam, don't be upset, Madam, you can coax people. The second master is still young, so you don't have to worry too much!" As she said that, she said to Cao Song, "Madam, why don't you apologize to your wife quickly. Madam has been bothering to plan for the second master these days!"

The tobacco pipe was still on fire, and the hot copper pot just fell on Cao Song's cheek, and a red mark was immediately burned. With the sound of "choking", the tobacco pipe flower fell to the ground, and half of the cigarette inside looked at Zhao Jia, and said in a crying voice: "Madam... This old slave... Is the old slave who went by the wife's order..."

Zhao Jia didn't expect her son to be chaotic, and she was so angry that she trembled all over and pointed at Cao Song and couldn't speak.

When Madam Zhang saw that Zhao Jia didn't say anything, she looked at Cao Song tremblingly.

Cao Song raised his arm and glared: "Old man, why don't you get out yet, want to taste Master's fist?"

Madam Zhang had seen Cao Song show her power, but although she was unwilling to accept it, she still retreated tremblingly.

Zhao Jia took a breath, pointed at Cao Song's nose, and cursed: "You unfilial son! OK, you are going to learn from Xiaowu! Xiaowu is watching the old man and the old lady be more kinky than his mother's brother. You are trying to flatter your brother, and I don't care about it either?"

Seeing that his mother was stern, Cao Song frowned and said, "Mother, what are you going to do? These days, you have few good words. My sister-in-law has a good temper and has always respected you. It is already hard for my brother to be a business outside, and I still have to worry about family affairs? It doesn't matter if you say it's good to be happy. My brothers are really serious. What kind of complaints do you have to complain about your brother? How can you have a rift?"

Zhao Jia was still worried that her son was burned. After hearing this, she was so angry that she stammered her neck and said, "What? You brothers, do you want to imitate you, a terrible person, and respect him to heaven?"

Cao Song has grown older over the years and is no longer as irritable as before. Seeing that his mother seemed to have deep resentment towards his brother, he calmed down and sat on the chair, looking at Zhao Jia and said, "If my mother wants to talk, let's talk! My son doesn't know what the brother did, so it's not worth the respect of us as brothers?"

Although Zhao Jia had many dissatisfactions with Cao Yong, it was just a trivial matter. She couldn't tell the mistakes of Cao Yong when she really wanted to pick Cao Yong.

Seeing that her mother was like this, Cao Song knew that she was just looking for trouble. He sighed in his heart and said, "Mother, if you can't live in the mansion here, let's ask my brother to help you build a house and move out!"

When Zhao Jia heard this, she was very surprised. She stared at Cao Song for a while and asked, "Song'er, are you thinking of splitting up?"

Cao Song nodded and said, "Since my mother is not living in the mansion here, let's split up!"

Although he couldn't bear to leave his brother and sister-in-law in his heart, he also knew that his mother had always been accustomed to being a family at home in the south. Now that he was full of discomfort, it was also related to his sister-in-law's head. Staying in the mansion here made everyone uneasy, causing fatigue and hurting his brother's relationship. It would be better to separate and live in peace.

The old man and the old lady have passed away for many years, and there is no reason why two brothers will not separate their families for the rest of their lives. It is just because Cao Yin and Cao Quan are brothers and brothers. Cao Yin has always taken care of his younger brother and has never separated.

Now that Cao Quan has passed away, the Cao Song brothers are getting older, and it is reasonable to split up. However... Zhao Jia looked at the furnishings in the house, thinking about the scene of the servants who sent the Prince Ping County Mansion and the servants who came to pay their respects to the courtesan, calling out "in-laws" one by one.

This is the Earl's Mansion. In the mansion, I told my sons to marry my wife in the Earl's Mansion. What kind of decency is this?

Zhao Jia looked sad and said to Cao Song: "There is no business at all, and there is not much money. What are the shares? You silly boy, hurry up and extinguish this undesirable idea!"

Cao Song muttered, "Mother also knows that there is no property in the Dukezhong! My son's salary is in his hands, saying that he wants to save it for his son to get married. The expenses of our master and brother are all the salary that the old lady has left for us. Isn't there any marriage and marriage money left for us by the old lady? Why do I feel embarrassed to take advantage of my brother and sister-in-law in this way?"

Zhao Jia was so choked that she couldn't speak. Thinking that her husband had said almost the same thing before his death, she didn't know how to refute it.

I heard the footsteps in the yard, and a maid in the corridor reported: "Madam, the uncle and the eldest grandma have returned home. Come and pay tribute to the wife!"

Zhao Jia looked a little uncomfortable, so she hurriedly straightened her back and said, "Please come in!"

Cao Yong and Chu Yu had just entered the mansion and had not returned to Wutongyuan yet, and were still wearing big clothes for going out.

When Cao Song saw his brother and sister-in-law come in, he quickly got up from his seat.

When Cao Yong saw a red mark the size of a copper coin on his cheek, he was about to ask why, but his eyes were sweeping on the tobacco pipe pot on the ground, but he didn't speak.

After Cao Yong asked Zhao Jia, Chuyu took two packets of fruit from Xiyun, and personally put them to the side of the kang, saying, "Second Aunt, these are eight fine snacks from Jufuzhai, Qianmen. The almond cakes and egg yolk pastry are the best. Because I knew that Second Aunt had a bad appetite in the seasons these days, the old man went around to Qianmen to buy them. Every time the Second Aunt tasted it, it was our younger generation's filial piety!"

Zhao Jia's husband and wife had just finished choreography, but when he saw them like this, he couldn't see it on his son's face and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm not a child, why should I buy these snacks? Isn't it a waste of money?"

Chu Yu smiled and said, "These few fine snacks are not sweet, and they are fine to eat. Even when my mother was in Beijing, she also liked to eat them."

Cao Yong had already bent down and picked up the tobacco pot on the ground, whispered by Cao Song: "You have 'did not care about going to the house for three days', and now you have learned to anger. Why are you ignorant and annoyed by the second aunt?"

While talking to Chu Yu, Zhao Jia was stunned and listening to Cao Yong's words. Seeing that he asked about the reason, he was afraid that his son would say he would go away, so he quickly coughed twice.

Chu Yu asked with concern: "Where is the second aunt feeling uncomfortable? Please invite an imperial physician to come and have a look?"

Cao Yong looked down at the cigarette puddle pot in his hand, and half of the cigarette bags were on and off the kang, and advised: "Second Auntie still smokes two less cigarettes every day. The northern heavenly stems are sore when she smokes too much!"
Chapter completed!