Eight Trigrams Boxing (Part 2)

  There is no eternal enemy in front of interests, nor is there an eternal friend!

  Wen Jiu's sister felt that this sentence was really too right, because at this moment there was a living example being performed in front of her.

  "Third Sister-in-law, you've arrived. I thought Old Lady would have excused not only your family's Fourth Brother from paying respects, but also yours."

  Zhen Shi, in order to please those in power and extricate herself, trampled on others at will, without showing the slightest blush. When she finished speaking, she turned her head to glance at Old Lady and Second Mistress, revealing a look of watching a good show.

  "Heh heh...... Yes, Third Sister, I was just wondering about that too." The Second Mistress, who had just been quarreling with the Fourth Mistress, also smiled lightly and covered her sleeve.

  Although she entered the husband's family, she immediately became pregnant and gave birth to two sons. The eldest son is still the eldest son of this marquis' manor, and her daughter-in-law, Madame Feng, also gave birth to the legitimate grandson of this marquis' manor, making Old Lady look very pleased.

  However, what troubled Miao was that her two sons were both mediocre. Her eldest son, Wen Chongnian, relied on the Hou Mansion's influence to enter the Imperial Academy.

  The young master, also the third young master of the Hou Mansion, Wen Chong, was even more disappointing. He didn't like to read books and spent his days wandering around Bianzhou City, socializing with some disreputable friends and idling away his time.

  What's the point, her own precious son is not as good as a child born out of wedlock, and to make matters worse, the son she taught herself, who excels in music, chess, literature, and painting, is not as good as one raised by a merchant. How can she bear it?

  The two sisters-in-law's instigation made Jiang's face change from green to white, and he quickly glanced at the old lady with a flattering expression.

  The old lady didn't look at anyone or say a word, she simply gently placed the jasmine tea cup with the jade handle on the kang table.

  "Bang——"

  It wasn't a loud noise, but it was like a heavy hammer, and all the sounds in the house stopped abruptly. Even the low hiccup of Eleven Sister, Zhen's nine-year-old biological daughter, stopped instantly, staring at everyone with wide eyes in confusion and terror.

  At this moment, the most flustered were still Jiang's mother and daughter. Jiang's palms were already cold with sweat, her body stiffened as she stood there, even forgetting the etiquette of greeting.

  And Wen Xijiu was even more timid and ashamed, lowering her head tightly, not daring to breathe.

  "Heh heh..."

  At this moment, a burst of soft laughter broke the silence in the room.

  Everyone was stunned, and then they saw a small figure crawling in from outside the door curtain, rushing to Wen Jiu's side, "Where is Xiaogou? Where is Ya Zi? I want Xiaogou, I want Ya Zi..."

  It was indeed Bao Ge who had just been taken out by Old Madam Feng after having an unpleasant argument with Zhen Shi!

  "You kid, how can your legs be so fast? What's with the little duck and puppy? Quickly call Ninth Aunt." Then Madame Feng also rushed in, scolding her son without any hint of blame.

  " Ninth Auntie," Bao Ge immediately called out, then to Wen Jiu's expectant face, "I also want little ducks and puppies."

  "Treasure boy, don't be naughty, come - quickly sit by great-grandma here and warm up!"

  Undoubtedly, the sudden arrival of this treasure brother dispelled the dull tension in the room. The old lady who had just been serious suddenly relaxed her face and revealed a genuine smile.

  "Great grandma, Ninth Aunt's hands hide little puppies and ducklings, it's like this...like this..."

  Bao Ge'er didn't move, but instead tilted his head to glance at Li Taijun, then stretched out his chubby fingers and awkwardly gestured.

  Bao Ge's adorable appearance couldn't help but make everyone laugh, and then they all looked at Wen Jiu sister with puzzled expressions on their faces.

  "Brother Bao, be good and wait a bit. Ninth Aunt will pay respects to Old Lady first and then play with you, okay?" Ninth Sister said with a reddened face, lowering her head slightly, in a soft voice to Brother Bao.

  Bao Ge nodded.

  Jiang's eyes widened slightly as he stared at Wen Jiu in surprise.

  Wen Jiu's sister still had a humble and obedient expression.

  Then Mr. Chiang paid his respects to the old lady and made a full bow.

  The old lady only hummed a low "hmm" from her nostrils, but it made another maid, Cuiping, give Jiang a seat.

  Jiang let out a sigh of relief.

  The ninth and tenth sisters also paid their respects to the old lady, who smiled and asked them a few questions. As she waved her hand for them to withdraw, her inquiring gaze fell on the ninth sister.

  The ninth sister's face remained calm and expressionless, but her heart couldn't help skipping a beat.

  This treasure brother would not rush in to rescue Jiang's family for no reason. It was when she was secretly observing and listening under the white terror, searching for a way out, that she suddenly caught sight of a small head poking out from behind the door curtain.

  She immediately had an idea and quietly made a few hand shadow shapes using the faint light of the candle that was still burning.

  Children are naturally most sensitive to these games, so...

  It seems that her little trick has been seen through by this passerby's grandmother, oh, a clever person among the clever!

  She didn't regret it because compared to being seen through, she would rather choose to help her stepmother and gain a place in her stepmother's heart.

  The old lady has reached this age, and she no longer worries about giving birth to concubines. If there's any harm, it's that after being discovered, she might bring trouble and jealousy.

  But her and her aunt's fate are in the hands of this stepmother, didn't she just demonstrate this point to her with actual actions this morning?

  Just as Jiǔjiě was deep in thought, Wén Shíjiě, who had already recovered from her injuries and forgotten the pain, began discussing schoolwork with Wén Sìjiě, the biological daughter of èrfūrén.

  On the other hand, Jiang's family presented the old lady with candles that her mother-in-law had sent over yesterday. Candles were a rare commodity in the past, and since those sent by the Jiang family were of high quality, the old lady finally smiled at Jiang.

  The old lady handed one to Madame Wu as well, and she too joined the conversation, which suddenly became quite lively.

  Zhen was once again excluded and couldn't help but grit her teeth in hatred.

  The daughter of a despicable merchant is even more dignified than her... Hmph!

  Righteous indignation was brewing, but suddenly she caught sight of her own daughter, Eleven, staring intently at Ten and Four, trying to interject several times, only to be ignored by both. Her fists clenched involuntarily, her fingernails digging deep into her palms.

  "Shi Jie'er, tell me, didn't you sleep in again this morning, that's why you're late?" Zhen Shi suddenly said with a fake smile to Shi Jie'er.

  Everyone's gaze also followed this sound and fell silent again...

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