The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 375
Squinting her eyes, she said in a deep voice, "Your daughter-in-law is sick all year round. If she can't do it, go to the city and hire a better doctor. If it's intermittent like this, it's a bottomless pit for how much money to fill in."

"Yes yes yes... Hey, it's just that I didn't sit well during the confinement period, and the root cause of the fall is incurable. Thank you, old lady, for your kindness and compassion." The farmer left gratefully.

The whole family had breakfast, but the second master refused to come out to eat because of his depression.At the mahogany round table, except for the eldest young master, the rest are women.But Mei Xiaoyi just followed the etiquette indifferently, and no longer got close to that person.

In late spring, I chewed a chopsticks of roasted pork with sauce, and it was delicious.The old lady looked at Wan Chun's swollen face with thick white powder, and inexplicably remembered the three little wolf cubs of the Geng family that day.

Take a long puff of white smoke: "The lame Guan Fu who makes wine has a short life, but my daughter is blessed. Three were born in one breath, and they were all as fat as a ball of meat."

Wan Chun picks the bones and pokes her lips: "Don't talk about this, the old lady. It is said outside that Uncle Guan was killed by our third aunt, and they poke our back in the back."

Mrs. Zhou didn't like to listen to Wanchun's voice, so she plucked the beads and cut off the conversation coldly: "I heard that Meijuan in Xiuzhuang also gave birth to a baby girl. She gave birth last month and moved to the city. .”

Mrs. Zhou seldom speaks, her voice is dark and hoarse when she speaks, and her eyes are empty, making her look lifeless.

Knowing that her mother-in-law thinks she is not fertile, Wan Chun's complexion is really bad, and she shuts her mouth embarrassingly.

The old lady had a sullen face, "Everyone pushes the wall down, and thousands of people beat the broken drum." It's not a day or two for outsiders to poke the back of the Mei family. This makes things worse.Even if the crippled Guan Fu was killed, the one who beat him and plotted against him last year was also the married third daughter, and the Lin family would have to settle the score. It has nothing to do with her Mei family.

Asked if Mei Xiaoyi had returned the letter to Nanyang, in fact, I still hoped that the old man would come back next month on Chongyang.

Mei Xiaoyi's expression was cold and calm, and he only responded lightly, "No news".

The old lady's eyes turned cold, and she continued to ask unwillingly: "What about Xiaoting, when will the second family come back? He doesn't do anything in the capital, so where does he get his food and drink?"

A bitter old lady who picks on her own grandson.

Ye opened the corners of his mouth and smiled: "It is said that he invested in some dry stocks in the capital, and he can live on the interest money. He doesn't need to rely on his family. He really deserves to be a brother who grew up in the courtyard. The matter of the young master Well done."

Zhou twirled the beads and half closed his eyes.A little unhappy.

Mei Xiaoyi did not speak.His friendship with A Ting has nothing to do with this gloomy old house... Either because of some kind of sympathy for each other, or because of Mei Xiaoting's pure and innocent heart, not blending in with the world, But it brought him many memories in his sick and paralyzed youth.

Wanchun interjected again: "I have adopted an opera singer who looks like the third grandma of the Geng family. The popular actor, I heard that she was singing in the same theater as her mother's before she was alive. How could she be willing to come back?" As she spoke, she covered her mouth and sneered He sneered.

"Cough, cough, cough—" A woman coughed intermittently from the backyard.

The old lady told Wanchun to shut up and eat, and then asked Mrs. Ye: "What's going on now, what does the doctor say?"

Mrs. Ye scooped up the soup ladle, and heard that her son had taken the initiative to marry a woman in the capital, her worry towards Zhang Jinxi faded from the look on her brows: "It's still not good. It was too soon to say it, and then fell into a deep sleep... I am so thin as a bone, I am afraid that it will not last long. When asked by the master of the Zhang family, the old lady may have to prepare her speech first. "

(End of this chapter)