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No matter how good-tempered a man is, when he suddenly encounters such a fatal blow, his appearance will change. What's more, Yun Cong is not good-tempered, he is just a lofty little fairy?
Xiao Xiannan didn't allow himself to have such flaws, and his face became uglier every day.
Chapter 150 The heroine's mother who died prematurely 3 Sir, please leave me. ...
It costs money to see a doctor, and even more money to prescribe medicine.
However, Yun Cong likes elegance, and regards money, fame and fortune as an object. He has neither fame nor official status. He has no source of money, and he has no money close to him.
Before he got a wife, he always asked the public for money. After getting married, he always opens his mouth to his wife. The last time he asked Xing'er, Xu Rongyin refused to give him money, so he had to go outside to borrow money from his confidants and friends.
But not this time.
On the one hand, the amount of money spent on seeing a doctor and taking medicine is relatively large. On the other hand, there must be a name for borrowing money. Yun Cong couldn’t say it, and he was worried that it would spread.
"Get some silver taels with me, Madam." This morning, Shao Yin was sitting at the table, having breakfast with her daughter, when she saw Yun Cong walking in from outside.
Looking at his face, it's not very good. Shaoyin retracted her scrutiny eyes, put down the silver spoon, picked up the silk handkerchief and dipped it in the corner of her mouth, and said to the nurse, "Take the eldest lady out."
The wet nurse just lifted the young lady off the stool and was about to salute the master, she froze when she heard the words. After a while, seeing no orders from the master, he bowed his head and replied, "Yes."
He picked up Yun Suyue and hurried out.
The curtain was lowered to cover Yun Suyue's little face, who was lying on the shoulders of the nurse, looking over curiously.
It also blocked her soft "father".
"Master didn't mention it, I almost forgot, the monthly money in our yard is about to be distributed this month, and the master hasn't given me the money yet." Shaoyin raised a gentle face, looking at apathetic, now A dark blue, the handsome and graceful man minus three points said.
Yun Cong frowned: "What are you talking about?"
Isn't the monthly money always coming out of her?
"I thought about it carefully. The master is the head of the family. In the past few years, I have robbed the master of the responsibility. I feel guilty. From this month, we will be raised by the master." She gently and softly said.
What is the name of a man who does not support his family?
Call it soft rice.
It's okay to eat soft rice. He is sweeter, more diligent in his hands and feet, more considerate to his wife and daughter, and considerate in all the details of life. He can share the burden of his wife, and it is not ashamed to eat soft rice.
After all, housework is also a sacrifice. Taking good care of the family is no easier than earning money to support the family. No one can deny the value of it.
But what did Yun Cong do when he was eating soft rice?
Well-behaved and lovely daughter, he doesn't hold her. His wife had a big belly, and he was not considerate. He treats himself as an uncle every day, swims in the mountains and waters outside, indulges himself freely, and even makes big shots and spends a lot of money. When he got home, he also found out about the servant girl who was waiting by his wife's side.
Give him another face, Shaoyin is worried that he will go to heaven.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yun Cong sank his face and pointed at her, "Ms. Xu! Don't be presumptuous!"
Shaoyin gave him a fixed look, smiled lightly, picked up the silver spoon leisurely again, and continued to use the breakfast: "How dare I be presumptuous in front of the master?"
Yun Cong's face was even more ugly. In addition to the gloom that was already with him, there was also a little more anger and agitation.
"I want 3,000 taels of silver!" The finger pointed at her suddenly retracted, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, he carried it behind him. The man looked down at her and said, "Go and get it!"
Shaoyin swallowed a shrimp dumpling and chewed it slowly, savoring the taste. With a leisurely expression and no panic, he swallowed his stomach slowly and then said: "Master asked the wrong person. I still have to rely on Master to support me. Where did I get the three thousand taels of silver with you?"
Seeing that she was determined, Yun Cong remembered that Na Xing was the same way that day, and couldn't help shouting: "Let's go!"
"Since ancient times, it is only natural for a man to support his family." Shaoyin once again scooped up a delicious and smooth shrimp dumpling, and instead of rushing it into his mouth, he looked up at the man and said, "Master, what do you say about me being arrogant? "
After he finished speaking, he brought the silver spoon to his mouth in a hurry.
She was enjoying her meal, her beautiful and vivid eyes narrowed slightly, and her whole face was full of leisurely.
But this move is tantamount to throwing fire in Yun Cong's heart!
There was a problem with his life, and he was so anxious that she was on fire, but she was fine, she didn't care if she didn't take a penny!
"Don't forget, why did you marry into the Yun family in the first place!" He pointed at her again with a cold expression.
If he is willing to test for fame, willing to flatter him, and willing to be an official, where is her business?
The noble daughter of Yanzhou is rushing to marry him!
Even if she was to be his concubine, the whole family would cry and cry and kneel on the ground to beg!
Shaoyin naturally knew this section as well.
She bowed her head wisely: "It's my fault, I'm not worthy of the master. I have always been guilty and inferior to the master in the form of a pampa reed for the past few years. Today I got the master's words, but I feel at ease. many."
"Yes, I'm not worthy of the master, so I shouldn't occupy this man and continue to sully the master."
"Master, please leave me."
Yun Cong was dumbfounded!
Pointing at her, arms trembling.
Look at her words, how disrespectful she is!
If she is sincere, she should be on her knees at this moment, crying with tears, hugging his feet and begging him, instead of sitting at the table and eating and drinking!
"You think I can't do anything about you?!" he said angrily.
Shaoyin frowned lightly, and suddenly "oops", she covered her stomach: "My stomach hurts! Come on! Come on!"
Tulle and the others rushed in immediately and surrounded her.
"Ma'am, what's the matter with you?"
"Where does it hurt?"
"Do you want the doctor to come over?"
Shaoyin was supported by them and leaned on the couch. He curled his calf slightly, held his stomach with both hands, bit his lip and inhaled: "Go, go and ask the doctor."