The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 42 Everything is Real

"Madam, why don't we bring this up with Mrs. Zhao? The Zhao family probably doesn't know about this yet."

“This Zhao Minghua is small in stature but big in ambition, and also very bold.” Mrs. Xiao thought for a moment and nodded: “Go and think of a way.”

"Yes, ma'am."

The idea was brilliant, so Granny Chen went directly to Matchmaker Hu.

"Really? The third young master of the Zhao family is keeping a mistress, and she's about to give birth?"

Matchmaker Hu felt something was wrong. She was well-informed and went from street to street, so how could she be so out of touch that she needed to be told by Granny Chen?

"Absolutely true." Granny Chen sighed, "The Zhao family wouldn't even discuss my young lady's marriage before, but if they knew Zhao Minghua was such a troublemaker, let's see where he'll find a decent family's daughter in the future."

"This matter..." Thinking of Mrs. Xiao's two taels of silver, well, here comes another money-making opportunity: "At least it's just rumors spread by others. Sister Chen, you mustn't ruin Mr. Zhao's reputation."

"Hehe, what do you mean by ruining his innocence? If he were truly innocent, you could just go and see for yourself in that little courtyard under the banyan tree."

Granny Chen left after dropping this important news.

As the matchmaker watched her retreating figure, she thought to herself: Something's not right, something's very wrong.

Miss Xiao is not satisfied with the failed marriage proposal and is trying to slander me?

Well, in any case, this matter is worth trying to get in touch with Mrs. Zhao.

"Sister-in-law Hu, you must be joking."

Mrs. Zhao was really terrified this time. Her unreliable third son had given her a grandson.
"Madam, I didn't really believe it at first, but an insider revealed that he goes there two or three times a day and dotes on that young lady."

"You make it sound like it's really true." Mrs. Zhao frowned. Who could be so heartless as to ruin her third son's reputation? What good would that do her? "Did she say where my son is keeping the person?"

"If you don't believe me, Madam, you can go and see the courtyard under the banyan tree."

"Isn't that the courtyard under the banyan tree Mr. Zhang's property?" Mrs. Zhao laughed in anger: "My son's mistress is to be kept in Mr. Zhang's courtyard?"

"But our Third Young Master goes there two or three times a day, doesn't he?"

Mrs. Zhao... that doesn't seem quite right.

"I understand, thank you for coming all this way, Sister Hu." Mrs. Zhao was never stingy, and immediately took out another two taels of silver: "Sister Hu, you've worked hard. You must take this money for the tea. Let me ask my unfilial son. He's young and doesn't know any better. If he causes any trouble, please don't laugh at me, Sister Hu."

"I understand, I understand. I'll let you know as soon as I hear any rumors going around."

Matchmaker Hu felt that she could actually change careers, since the money earned from matchmaking was not as easy as passing on a few words.

I hope there will be more opportunities like this.

Hu the matchmaker left happily.

Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she kept calling for help.

"Someone, bring me the third brother."

"Madam, the Third Young Master is not at home," the servant replied hastily.

"Where have you been?"

"It seems they went to Changzhou."

“This is troublesome.” Mrs. Zhao suddenly remembered that the small courtyard next to the banyan tree was her dowry courtyard, which had been uninhabited for many years: “Granny Zhong, get the key to the courtyard, let’s go take a look over there.”

"Yes, ma'am."

Granny Zhong helped the hot-tempered lady open the gate to the courtyard.

"Madam, no one lives in this courtyard..." Something's not right. If no one lives here, why are there clothes drying here? Upon closer inspection, well, whose clothes are they if not the Third Young Master's?
"Mrs……"

"There's no smoke without fire, and no trouble without trouble." Mrs. Zhao laughed angrily: "That scoundrel, he arranged for her to stay in the courtyard of Master Zhang next door, and then he would come to this courtyard from time to time to meet in secret..." And then, what did she see?
There was a wooden ladder leaning against the wall.

So, everything is true.

"Madam, please be careful."

Grandma Zhong was extremely worried that someone so old would have to climb a wooden ladder.

"No matter, I want to see what kind of person he is and how he could have caught his eye!"

She even got pregnant, this is terrible!

Sometimes she just couldn't understand why her family hadn't insisted on marrying a daughter from a wealthy family. They would have accepted a daughter from a humble family as well. If her third son liked her, so be it. He could have married her openly and legitimately. Why did they have to do it secretly?

There is only one possibility: the woman's identity is not clean, and those who can have an affair without a matchmaker are probably from that place.

The thought of this possibility sent a rush of blood to Mrs. Zhao's head!

It's infuriating, absolutely infuriating.

"Mrs……"

"Quiet down, I'm determined to see this today."

Just then, a pregnant woman walked out of the neighboring yard.

Good heavens, although her figure has completely changed, her face... Sure enough, how could she seduce her unreliable third brother without some color?

"Madam, how is it?"

Seeing the lady descend the wooden ladder, Granny Zhong asked worriedly, "Did you see that?"

"I see it." Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "Something's not right, something's very wrong."

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

“Granny Zhong, you don’t know, that woman is really beautiful. She has a kind of charm that makes people like her at first glance. She doesn’t seem like someone from that kind of place at all.” Mrs. Zhao thought for a moment, “For a moment, I felt that that bastard of a third son was not good enough for her.”

Granny Zhong...does that mean the young lady next door has a chance to be promoted to the official wife position?

There aren't many people who can win a wife's heart at first sight.

"Madam, what should we do?"

"What can we do? We can only talk to that unfilial son when he comes back and we can discuss it properly." Mrs. Zhao made no demands: "As long as she has a clean background and is from a good family, we will marry her properly. Our Zhao family will not do such a despicable thing."

"Your wife is wise."

What's so brilliant about it? There's just no other way!
Who told her to give birth to such a troublemaking son?

If I tell the master about this, he might break that kid's legs. Should I stop him or not?

"Ah."

At the Liufangyuan Teahouse in the county town, Zhao Minghua sneezed loudly.

"Young Master, it's getting windy, please don't catch a cold."

"Get lost! It's so hot, why are you trying to cool off?" Zhao Minghua pulled Qingsheng aside. "Don't stop me from counting the guests across the hall."

Miss Xiao promised to give him a prescription to boost the business of Liufangyuan Teahouse, so he came to test the waters and see how many customers would enter the teahouse within half an hour. This kid has absolutely no sense of propriety and even blocked his own eyes. He's really useless!

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