Gourmet pastoral: the clever mother raises the cute baby

Chapter 453 Empathy
Mrs. Wang went to rest, Mu Cangwu took Yuanbao to rest, Hongying also went to rest, but Auntie Ye and Qiaomei were still sitting at the dinner table, talking in a low voice.

"Meizi, what's going on with Pingzhi? It's been almost a month, why is there no news at all." Aunt Ye's face was worried.

Gu Yunqing's whereabouts were already a little unknown, and now, Liao Pingzhi couldn't have any more accidents.

Qiaomei's complexion didn't look any better, her eyes were filled with tears, she looked at Aunt Ye, and asked with a sob, "Mother, tell me, you said your husband won't really empathize with you, right?"

"Nonsense, how could it be, Pingzhi loves you so much, it won't happen." Aunt Ye was actually not too sure about this, because she felt that since her son-in-law became an official, she would not be able to grasp it. up.

Actually, what Auntie Ye and Qiaomei were worried about was not unreasonable, the Liao Mansion was in a state of turmoil right now.

"Mother, what are you going to do?" Liao Pingzhi sat in the study, looking at the invitation on the desk, his whole body was on the verge of collapse.

This invitation is nothing else, it is a greeting from the magistrate's wife.

Liao Qing naturally understood the meaning of this greeting post. It seemed that Mrs. Zheng still did not give up. She had been on a hunger strike for several days, yet she still wanted to match up a marriage between herself and Miss Zhifu's family.

Zheng Shi looked at Liao Qing, who was a little weak, and said that she didn't feel sorry for her, that would be a lie, but her pride and face forced her to do this.

"Pingzhi, what are you doing with such a temper? Mother is doing it for your own good, and you still don't appreciate it? Do you know how many posts, visits, and matchmakers I have sent to the magistrate's mansion? In exchange for such a greeting card?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know, look at your son, now that he looks like this, do you still want to persecute me?" Liao Qing patted her chest, her eyes were full of crystal, but she refused to let go.

There was a momentary suffocation in Zheng Shi's heart, which made her feel a little dizzy.

Her most beloved son actually disobeyed her because of a woman. She said heartbrokenly, "You still can't let go of that man-killing spirit. What kind of ecstasy soup did she pour into you?"

"Pa" Liao Qing threw the ink stick on the table to the ground without any hassle, making a crisp sound.

There was still thick ink on it, and it was thrown all over the ground, staining the hem of their clothes.

"I don't allow you to talk about her like that, she's already gone, why can't you, can't think of Qiaomei's kindness." Liao Qing looked at Zheng, with a trace of hatred in his heart, but more powerless .

My own mother, who raised me up by eating bran and swallowing vegetables, now has such a reputation, should be filial to her, but I am arguing with her.

But he was disobeying her and losing his temper like this.

But when I think of Qiaomei, that slap-sized face is full of tears looking at me. Inside her stomach is her own child, her own flesh and blood. fine crimes.

How wronged Qiaomei was, and what I could do was to let her go.

When a man does this, he seems to be an unfilial person and a ruthless person.

Mrs. Zheng didn't speak for a long time, she just looked at her son without blinking, trembling all over, she couldn't, couldn't let her son who had worked so hard to be confused by someone.

"Pingzhi." Mrs. Zheng was already crying and calling Liao Qing's name.

Liao Qing looked at Zheng Shi, and the sadness in his heart welled up. He just felt that life was hopeless, and even began to question his life. He actually laughed, looked at Zheng Shi, and asked desperately, "Mother, do you care or not?" What about my son?"

"Naturally I care, of course I care. You look at the lady of the prefect's family. You don't say that everyone is a lady. She is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It doesn't look like that Qiaomei who can only go around in the kitchen and doesn't know any words. How many, what do you like about her?" Zheng Shi was puzzled and choked up.

Eager to show Miss Zhifu's kindness to Liao Qin, but belittled Qiaomei endlessly.

In Liao Qing's ears, these words were like sharp knives, stabbing his heart again and again.

"Okay, mother, don't talk about it." Liao Qing took a deep breath, and then looked at Mrs. Zheng, her eyes were no longer bright, they were a little gray, and there was no vigor in them.

Mrs. Zheng felt a little strange, with tears still on her face, but when she heard Liao Qing say that, she stopped her eyes and asked, "What's the matter? Pingzhi, you just want to understand?"

"Yes, I figured it out. Since Mother likes Miss Zhifu so much, I will go. If I like her to be your daughter-in-law, I will marry her. But if I make her a widow, mother, don't blame me." After Liao Qing said this With that, he pushed Mrs. Zheng out of the study room, and closed the door tightly.

Mrs. Zheng was pushed so abruptly, she hadn't reacted yet, but then she thought about what Liao Qing said just now, and she went crazy, knocking on the wooden door of the study room, shouting loudly, "Ping Zhi Ah, Pingzhi, what do you mean by that? Don't scare your mother."

"." Liao Qing wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she still kept silent.

He reached out his hand and took out a piece of paper with the words Helishu written on it, and Qiaomei's handprint on it. The paper had been crumpled by Liao Qing, but he just put it away quietly. At the place closest to the chest, he said softly, "Madam, if I can't pick you up, what will you and the child do?"

Mrs. Zheng was still beating on the wooden door of the study room, she was already crying badly, which alarmed both Zui Sheng and Liao Hede.

"Old madam, what's the matter?" Zui Sheng was sent away by Liao Qing, and then he rested next door. Now he heard Zheng's crying voice, he couldn't help being frightened, and rushed out immediately, looking at Zheng asked eagerly.

Mrs. Zheng sobbed non-stop, pointed to the wooden door, and said to Zuisheng choked up, "Pingzhi, Pingzhi, he doesn't want me as a mother anymore, how could he do this."

"Ah? What?" Zui Sheng supported Zheng Shi on the ground, and asked a little puzzled.

Mrs. Zheng sat paralyzed on the ground, and Zui Sheng spent a lot of effort to help Mrs. Zheng up. She leaned on Zui Sheng's body and cried, "Our Pingzhi, unexpectedly, for a woman. for me."

"The old madam is talking about madam?" Zui Sheng was a little puzzled, but still boldly guessed.

"Shut up, don't mention that evil spirit." At this moment, Mrs. Zheng still did not forget to accuse Qiaomei.

(End of this chapter)