Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

In the Zong Mansion, Grandma Wang stood in front of Zong Guohui's bed, looking at her evenly made bed, and frowned suspiciously: That little bitch is lazy and greedy, when has he ever made his own bed?

She looked at the westward sun outside the window, lifted up the quilt on the bed, and started rummaging around.

When she touched the groove at the bottom of the bed, Grandma Wang's old face suddenly lit up. She carefully looked back out the window and quickly opened the groove.

When she saw the banknotes with big red seals neatly placed inside, Grandma Wang was so excited that she breathed rapidly and couldn't help but grab all the banknotes.

Her small eyes widened, and she greedily looked at the banknotes in her hand one by one.

Let me tell you, that little bitch must be hiding something good!

She was so pleasantly surprised that she kissed the banknote several times with her plump lips.

With these banknotes, my son who is in debt can be saved!

An unloved concubine could have so many private wives. She must have done some shameful deeds to have so many banknotes.

Even if she stole it, she wouldn't dare to say anything!

Grandma Wang greedily kicked the stack of banknotes into her waist, carefully put the bedding back, caressed the bed and turned to go out.

The old wooden door in the yard creaked, and Grandma Wang paused when she heard the sound.

She looked down at her bulging waist and stuffed the banknote into her crotch in a panic.

She grabbed the rag that she had thrown aside, turned around and walked out with a smile on her face.

She looked at the setting sun on the horizon and asked: "Girl, are you back? You are hungry, old lady, I will go to the kitchen to find you some food."

Zong Guohui looked at Grandma Wang with a calm expression and asked, "Has the house been tidied up?"

Grandma Wang shook the rag and nodded. She stretched out her hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on her forehead and said, "Everything is packed. Even your closet slave has been put away."

Zong Guohui glanced at her up and down and said calmly: "Go and bring back more good ones."

"Hey, hey, I'll go get it now, old slave."

Grandma Wang stepped back with a flattering smile.

Before leaving the house, she turned around and walked towards the Gong bucket lying crooked in the middle of the yard, saying, "I was so busy that I forgot to put it away."

He carefully placed the bucket in the corner, closed the lid, glanced at Zong Guohui and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I'll go back and wash my hands before taking it."

Zong Guohui nodded lightly and said as if he was benevolent: "Why don't you go quickly?"

Seeing Grandma Wang nodding and bowing with a flattering smile and walking away, Zong Guohui gathered her clothes and returned to her room.

The room was clear at a glance. She casually rummaged through the closet, wiped the table with her hands, looked at the tong bucket standing in the corner of the yard, touched the bed and leaned on it.

These evil slaves, you have to show them some color so that they can treat you attentively. You just gave her a kick yesterday, and today they will respect you.

She let out a sigh of satisfaction, hummed a little tune, and slowly lay down.

As soon as I lay down, I heard the voice of the little maid outside the window: "Excuse me, grandma, is this a clan mansion?"

Grandma Wang held two white-faced steamed buns in her hand and said in a loud voice: "Yes, this is the residence of Zong Pinghui, a fifth-rank official in the dynasty."

Xianglan was standing outside the wall where the Gong bucket was placed. A gust of wind passed by, and a stench hit her face. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

"May I ask grandma where your young lady lives? I have something important to do with her."

Grandma Wang looked at Xianglan's decent behavior and pointed to the better yard to the east.

"You're talking about Miss Yan'er, right? She lives in the courtyard to the east. If you feel tired from walking, I can just call you here."

Xianglan looked up and down at Grandma Wang's vulgar appearance, and said disdainfully: "Mammy, I'm not looking for Miss Yan'er, I'm looking for Miss Hui'er in your house."

Grandma Wang paused and looked at Xianglan again: "Look for Miss Hui'er. Just wait here while I go into the house to report."

Xianglan's eyes widened in surprise when she saw Grandma Wang entering the back room.

The yard was overgrown with weeds and had an unspeakable smell. The dilapidated wooden door seemed to be ready to die at any time.

Such a house was actually lived by the daughter of a fifth-rank official of the current dynasty. No one would believe it.

Miss Hui'er always dressed up brightly and looked like sisters with her, but she didn't expect to live in a house like this.

Xianglan curled her lips in disdain: she couldn't even keep up with the dilapidated home in the south of her city.

At least in my own yard, the firewood is neatly stacked and the yard is tidy.

Zong Guohui hid in the bed and pulled the curtain on the bed again and again in shame.

Grandma Wang put two white-faced steamed buns on the table and said, "Miss, there is a little maid outside who said she wants to find you. She is waiting outside the courtyard at this time."

Zong Guohui closed her eyes and whispered: "Just say I fell asleep and ask her what's the matter?"

Grandma Wang said: "Are you going to sleep? What about these two white-faced steamed buns?"

She looked at the steamed buns on the table greedily and touched her empty stomach.

Zong Guohui said anxiously: "Give it to you, give it to you, give it all to you, go and ask her what she wants from me?"

Grandma Wang held a white-flour bun in one hand and bit off half of the white-flour bun before she could go out.

She spoke incoherently: "Miss has gone to bed. If you have anything to do, just tell me."

Xianglan looked at Grandma Wang holding the white steamed buns with her black fingers, and she shivered with the cold.

She looked at Grandma Wang with disdain and said loudly into the room:

"I am Xianglan, the eldest maid of Miss Ning Huan in the Duke's Mansion. I am here to invite your lady on my lady's orders. I will go with her to offer incense at Daxiangguo Temple tomorrow."

When Grandma Wang heard that the other party was the maid in the Duke's palace, her eyes showed envy. She said with a flattering smile: "Hey, I know this, so I will go and tell my lady."

Xianglan glanced at Grandma Wang with disdain, turned around and left.

No matter what her temperament is, my young lady is still a young lady from the Duke's mansion. How could she mess with such a pair of masters and servants?

After Xianglan left, Grandma Wang happily stepped forward, opened the curtain on the bed and said, "Miss, the little maid has left. She said that the lady from the Duke's mansion invited you to go to Xiangguo Temple with her!"

Zong Guohui heard what the two said clearly on the bed, and was so angry that she was shaking. She stood up and knocked the white-faced steamed bun out of Grandma Wang's hand.

He said fiercely: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat!"

Grandma Wang felt heartbroken when she saw the white-faced steamed bun rolling to the ground. She raised her eyes and peeked at Zong Guohui, then slowly bent down.

"Oh, food is hard to come by, don't waste it."

As she spoke, she reached out to pick it up. Seeing her greedy and sloppy look, Zong Guohui couldn't help but feel angry.

She took a step forward, raised her foot, and stepped on Grandma Wang's hand as she picked up the white-flour buns.

A scream like a slaughtering pig suddenly sounded in the room: "Ah! Miss, what are you doing?"

Zong Guohui was silent. Looking at Grandma Wang's painful old face, she felt a sense of joy in her heart.

She stepped on Grandma Wang's hand and twisted it hard.

Grandma Wang was so painful that her face was covered with tears and snot. She looked at Zong Guohui and begged: "Miss, I know I was wrong. Please let me go."

Seeing the painful expression on the old face, Zong Guohui twisted it happily again.

Grandma Wang immediately begged for mercy: "Miss, you are a great master. Don't argue with the villain. Let the villain go."

Zong Guohui let go of Grandma Wang and said calmly: "You still know that I am a lady? When you take the steamed buns to eat, why don't you think about the lady and I haven't eaten yet?"

Grandma Wang clenched her fingers and kept bowing: "I know I'm wrong! I know I'm wrong."

"Go to the wall and kneel down."

Grandma Wang paused, walked to the base of the wall outside, and knelt down.