Chapter 127
"Master, please calm down. You also know the situation in our house. Life is very tight. Auntie's illness is not curable. It will cost a lot of money, and it may not be cured..."

The mistress had accompanied my grandfather for many years, and she was very careful about his temperament. She rolled her eyes and immediately took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears. She looked like I wanted to save him but was powerless.

The corner of the grandfather's mouth twitched slightly, his eyebrows were so tightly frowned that he could kill a fly. When he was young and vigorous, he really didn't want to see women cry. The main reason is that the pear blossoms with rain really make people feel distressed.

But Dafang is now at this age, and her face is no longer the same as that of the little girl back then. This crying can be said to be a mess of facial features, full of ugly appearances.

"I'm going to see my aunt."

My grandfather couldn't bear to look directly at him, so he simply changed the subject, intending to see how serious the so-called illness was.

As soon as his hand was on the woodshed door, he was pulled back by the impatient mistress. She took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the door knocker, and then opened the woodshed door.

Feeling the bright light shining in, the aunt who was lying on the ground under the quilt reluctantly raised her head, revealing a pair of stern faces under the loose long hair, like a debt collector crawling out of hell.

The medicated diet Cheng Weiyao gave was powerful, but it only looked bluffing on the surface. Auntie still has some acting skills, and she seemed to want to take two steps towards the door with trembling hands.

Before the grandfather could react, the mistress had already slammed the door shut, the head of the house couldn't fall down, and pointed at the old man to support the family.

"This...how did you make it like this? Can you figure out the reason?"

The grandfather was also taken a step back by his aunt's frightening appearance, and after calming down, he began to think about how to deal with it.

Now that there are already rumors outside, everyone who is troublesome is waiting to see what the family's attitude is. The most appropriate way is to ask someone to take a look, but the money...

"Son, absolutely not. Auntie eats rats, so she might be suffering from the plague. If the doctor diagnoses this, then we won't have to stay in Qingshi Town!"

The old lady knew her son well, seeing that her grandfather's expression was wrong, and she stopped turning the prayer beads in her hand, she sat up and tried to persuade him earnestly.

The government's attitude towards the plague has always been very clear. It would rather kill three thousand people by mistake than let one go. If it really gets out, not to mention that my aunt herself will be quarantined and expelled, even the people around them who get along day and night will inevitably be expelled.

Exile is not free. Once outside the gate of Qingshi Town, the defenders have every reason to shoot and kill them directly on the charge of escaping.

"Master, what the old lady said is reasonable, besides, isn't there still a way..."

The mistress smiled mysteriously, and put her ear to my grandfather's side.

Although my aunt is already a useless person in her own house, but the honey of the first and the arsenic of the second, didn't the family of the Qingping Palace vowed to support the aunt before?

Since you want this sick child, you can send it to them. Not only can you gain a good reputation as an adult beauty, but if your aunt's illness is transmitted to them again, you can avenge your exile!

"Your words are reasonable, but my aunt's illness has spread to the outside world. How can she accept it? That granddaughter-in-law doesn't seem like a good one..."

My grandfather was a little hesitant. The method is good, but it is difficult to reverse it. There are rumors about my aunt's illness everywhere, and my family has never announced that a doctor will come to see a doctor. If the Qingping Palace refuses to accept it, it will be a slap in the face. ...

"The master only needs to write a letter to release the concubine, and leave the rest to me."

The mistress smiled confidently. She had not been with the imperial concubine for a year or so. Before she got married, she knew the temperament of the second-bedroom girl thoroughly.

Judging from Sanfang's reply, it's not that the imperial concubine didn't want to take it, but because of Cheng Weiyao's granddaughter-in-law's aura, she didn't dare to take it.

She can send people to her door eagerly. According to the soft-hearted character of the imperial concubine, can she still be an unfilial daughter and keep her mother out of the door?In this way, even if my aunt died in Qingping Prince's Mansion, it's none of my family's affairs.

After much deliberation, the grandfather still wrote down the letter to release the concubine. As for the follow-up actions of the mistress, he didn't care. He only felt a splitting headache, the business was not going well, and there were a lot of bad things at home.

"Master, but you are not feeling well, let me give you a massage when you go back to your room?"

The mistress took the concubine-letting letter thoughtfully, and gently blew on the ink marks that were not yet dry, with a gentle expression on her face, wanting to offer help.

However, the grandfather pointed his fingers and directly ordered the third room to serve, and said in a soft voice on the face: "Madam is not busy with my aunt's affairs, just have the third room to accompany me, I'm tired, Go back to your room and rest."

Sanfang just finished wringing out all the clothes and drying them. Unexpectedly, the master suddenly got up and pointed at him. He suddenly felt the gaze behind him like a thorn in his back. He didn't need to think about it.

"Master, this concubine has to accompany the eldest lady for a while..."

Sanfang returned to her senses with a resigned face, her tone was a bit embarrassed, and her eyes were on the mistress, which was pretending to show weakness.

"Madam is capable, I don't need your assistance, follow me into the room."

The grandfather was aroused by Sanfang's attitude, he stepped forward to embrace Sanfang, and planned to go back with his arms around Sanfang's waist, regardless of the feelings of the mistress.

Watching my grandfather enter the three-bedroom house, the mistress's back molars were grinding and making noise.

Now there are rumors and rumors outside, it should be sooner rather than later to return the aunt to the Qingping Palace, the mistress originally planned to let Sanfang go.

After all, my aunt is sick all over, and she doesn't want her sickness to overtake her. She didn't expect this vicious thing to climb up to the master at this juncture.

Now it seems that I still have to rely on myself... Thinking about the half-dead look of my aunt, the mistress still didn't have the heart to push open the door of the firewood room.

"I'm going back to the Buddhist hall to pay my respects to the Buddha. If your sachet is ready, remember to send it..."

The old lady agrees with the current situation with all her hands, she doesn't care about spoiling concubines and destroying wives, as long as she can add children and make the house lively, it doesn't matter if the mistress of the house is wronged.

"Yes, old lady, go slowly."

The mistress blessed her body slightly, watched the old lady enter the Buddhist hall, and then knocked the sachet on the stone table to the ground with a wave of her hand.

Everyone in this family is turned upside down!They all stepped on their own heads!
Angry, but the matter of the aunt had to be resolved, the mistress went to the street to find someone to help her, and prepared to take the aunt to Qingping Palace in a cart.

(End of this chapter)

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