After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Gu Nanxi turned her head and saw a tall, thin young man with handsome features walking in through the door with a sad face.

His lips were already pale, and he put a thick layer of white powder on his face, making him look even thinner and weaker.

"Second brother, you are not feeling well, why did you come out?" Su Yunyan hurried forward to help the second son Su Yunting sit down.

Su Yunting had a hemp rope tied around his waist, which made his slender waist look like it could be grasped with a palm.

"Mother, this life is unbearable. Jingniang wanted to become an immortal after she became a human. She wanted to go to heaven while sitting on the ground. She was holding a feather duster and causing chaos in the mansion."

Su Yunting waved his handkerchief and spoke sweetly.

Gu Nanxi was stunned for a moment, then blinked. How could such a sickly handsome guy have a mouth?

Su Yunyan skillfully served Su Yunting the candied fruit: "Don't panic, second brother. Mother knows what's going on. Please tell me slowly."

The candied fruits pickled with honey did not sweeten Su Yunting's mouth.

Su Yunting sang, recited, and acted as if he was performing a sad drama: "Jingniang actually cancelled the small kitchen and made me, a patient, eat from the big pot! I have been in poor health since I was young, and I rely on supplements to support myself. I know that I am a burden to the Marquis' Mansion..."

After saying this, Su Yunting choked up and wept over his desk: "Oh God, you might as well have taken me away earlier, why let me suffer the pain of being despised!"

Su Yunting covered his chest with his hands, his expression heartbroken: "Mother, I only want simple food, three meals a day, and to stay alive to serve my parents. But I stayed in the courtyard and never left the house, and I still stabbed Jingniang's eyes!"

The crying was so miserable and melodious that it made anyone who heard it sad and anyone who saw it shed tears.

Su Yunyan's tears welled up and she started crying too.

The relaxed and pleasant atmosphere just now suddenly became sad and more like a mourning hall than a funeral home.

Gu Nanxi glanced at the red mud on the soles of Su Yunting's shoes and asked tentatively, "You stay in the courtyard and don't leave the house?"

Su Yunting's eyes were filled with tears, and he nodded repeatedly: "My son has been praying for his mother in the courtyard."

Gu Nanxi said "oh" indifferently.

It was as if his ancestors had shown their spirits. The unique red mud from Mount Qishan, south of the capital, appeared on the soles of his shoes across half of the capital!

"Yun Ting, I think there is a title in the martial arts world that suits you very well."

When the word "jianghu" was mentioned, Su Yunting's tears stopped immediately: "What title?"

"Jade-faced widow. You wail when you see anyone. I guarantee that everyone will run away when they see you."

Su Yunting's lips trembled, and he pointed a trembling jade finger at Gu Nanxi: "How can warm lips say such cold words? Mother, you dislike me after all."

"Su Yunting, don't take advantage of your mother's favoritism and become more and more demanding!" Su Xuanming hurried to the main courtyard as soon as he finished school.

As soon as he saw Su Xuanming, Su Yunting was like a fighting cock, groaning and wanting to go up and peck at him: "Oh, if mother doesn't love me, does she love you?"

Su Yunting challenged Su Xuanming, "Because of a woman, you caused my mother to be reprimanded and confined by the emperor. This is like pork cannot be attached to sheep."

Su Xuanming was not good at speaking and couldn't win the argument with Su Yunting, so he just stood there with red eyes and his chest heaving with anger.

Su Yunyan stood between the two brothers anxiously: "Big brother, second brother, stop arguing."

At this moment, the voice of Madam Hou came from outside the courtyard gate: "Call your master out! It's ok that the daughter-in-law she chose is of low status, but she actually wants to force an old woman like me to death! What a vicious heart!"

Gu Nanxi held his forehead with his hand. Even though he was under house arrest, he couldn't stop this group of people from sneaking into his yard.

"Go and invite the old lady and Aunt Duan in." Gu Nanxi ordered Lumei.

Lumei quickly went to invite the old lady.

"Hmph, look at what you have done. I knew that since Xuanming was not raised by you, you would not care about him. You actually chose a merchant girl as his wife..."

The old lady walked in cursing, and before she could finish her words, she saw Su Xuanming looking at her with a face full of grief and anger.

Gu Nanxi added at the right time: "Madam, you didn't say that at the funeral. Oh, so the knife cut yourself. Do you feel pain?"

The old lady moved her lips, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Su Xuanming felt very sad. He felt that in such a huge mansion, his mother was the only one who cared and loved him the most.

Gu Nanxi was too lazy to handle the lawsuit for them, so he asked someone to invite Jingniang and let them discuss it themselves.

I am only responsible for providing the venue, as well as tea, water, and fruits.

When it comes to their own interests, the servants are very quick.

In a short while, the masters of the Marquis' Mansion gathered in the main courtyard.

Sitting around the big round table were Madam Hou, Aunt Duan, Su Xuanming, Su Yunting, Su Yunyan and Li Ningjing.

Gu Nanxi asked the servants to carry the bamboo lounge chair to the window. Looking to the right, she could see the golden autumn scenery, and looking to the left, she could see the quarrels among the wealthy families.

There was a cute maid beside her, serving her tea and water, and occasionally feeding her snacks bought from the night market.

Gu Nanxi rocked the bamboo chair contentedly, feeling extremely comfortable!

The people at the round table were not as comfortable as Gu Nanxi. Instead, they felt very embarrassed.

When complaining in private, you can speak freely, but once it is put on the table, you don’t know where to start.

This was the first time Jingniang had to deal with such complicated household affairs. She was already overwhelmed by her work, and now she was reported to have something wrong with her. She felt a lot of trouble and her tone was not very good.

"If you have any objections, come to me! Don't bother the lady."

Su Yunting had never been bullied since he was a child, so he naturally didn't spoil her: "I don't care how you organize it, the expenses in my yard cannot be reduced! This is all used to keep me alive."

Jingniang came prepared and slammed the account book on the table: "Ten-year-old ginseng costs one hundred taels per root, and you use one root per month. But in the warehouse, there are three-year-old ginseng, which is worth only twenty taels."

Jingniang took out her abacus and calculated: "You spend thousands of taels a year, but you only spend a hundred taels. Where does the rest of the money go?"

Su Yunting's face froze, and he was about to cry, make a scene, or even hang himself, but was stopped by Gu Nanxi: "Whoever makes a fuss about me, get out."

Seeing Su Yunting being retorted, the old lady couldn't sit still anymore: "I'm used to the one next to me, I can't change it!"

Jingniang sneered: "A Xing Momo gets 50 taels of salary a month, six sets of clothing for four seasons, and her bonus doubles during festivals. This treatment is comparable to that of a ninth-rank official. Old Madam, if you insist, you can use your own private money to supplement it."

After Jingniang finished speaking, she turned to Su Xuanming and said, "This is not because I have any selfish motives. I feel the same way towards Su Lang. He spends up to 100 taels of silver on entertainment every month, and now I want to cut it down to 30 taels of silver."

Su Xuanming opened his mouth to say something, but under Jingniang's threatening gaze, he dared not open his mouth.

The old lady was so embarrassed that she left in anger.

Su Yunting's words were like poisonous arrows shooting at Jingniang: "Why are you pretending to be so arrogant? Your family is poor and can't afford such a huge mansion. Just say it directly. Don't push the blame onto others."

Jingniang's pretty face changed from red to white, as if a paint bottle had been overturned.