Chapter 31 Planning

"Did she really say that?" Yu Shiyi, relying on the body of the big pillow, suddenly stood up and leaned forward slightly. His eyes were dim and dull. At this moment, he looked particularly shining. "Tray about the situation at that time, especially your aunt's every move."

Chun Ying was surprised. She had never seen Yu Shiyi so interested in something. She suppressed the confusion in her heart and told the whole story in detail. Wei, stood aside and carefully observed Yu Shiyi's look. He saw that he had no unhappy look. On the contrary, there was a smile on the corners of his mouth. He thought about it and said, "Young master, I feel that my aunt seems to be a little different."

Yu Shiyi waved his hand and didn't care, "If she doesn't change, it will be strange." After saying that, he lay back and closed his eyes to refresh his mind.

Chunying has full of words to explain, but seeing Yu Shiyi's intention to retreat, he can only bend his knees and leave.

When she turned around, she saw the quiet moonlight leaning down from the air and hit Yu Shiyi's slightly pale face through the staggered window, forming a crescent glow, which also looked like earth. However, although this is the case on the surface, Chunying really feels that he is full of ambition.

Young master, since he went out to look for a magic doctor, it has been very different.

Spring welcomes secretly sighed in his heart.

After Zhang's mother returned to the main hospital, she urgently went to find the eldest wife.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I heard the sound of utensils being thrown around.

Mother Zhang shook her head secretly, bypassed the main room, and walked to the side room.

"Madam." Zhang's mother was respectfully blessed and looked up to see the old lady solemnly reading the account book, so she retreated and stood with her hand down.

After about half a column of incense, the old lady put down the account book, pressed the sore neck, and said to Mother Zhang, "Are you back? What's wrong with Fushi?" The words are understated without any emotional fluctuations.

Mother Zhang took a step forward, reached out to press the eldest lady, and made all the maids in the room retreat, and then said, "That's not very good." Seeing that the old lady raised her eyebrows, she continued, "She is unlucky, and she has been poisoned by two other poisons."

"Two poisons?" The old lady asked confusedly.

Mother Zhang said, "A kind of intensity, a kind of chronic. After these three poisons, Dr. Li said that his aunt's body may need to be recuperated for three months before she can be recovered. Madam, look at this..."

The old lady sneered and said, "I didn't expect that Fu's life was so hard that it didn't take her life." After a pause, he said, "It seems that he is also in action. However, the second aunt is really vicious. She is actually chronic, but it doesn't meet people's wishes. She miscalculated. Go and investigate this matter and find out what your second aunt has done. Even if you can't hurt her at all, it's good to add obstacles. The expression and tone are very pleasant.

The old lady was happy, and as a subordinate, she was even more happy. Mother Zhang hurriedly responded.

Just when the atmosphere was very harmonious, the crisp and crackling sound of a porcelain tile hitting the ground was violently.

Susp> Suddenly, the old lady's face turned black.

With the increasing sound of collision. The old lady could no longer contain her anger. She bounced up and pointed to the direction of the house and scolded, "Look! Look at it! This is a good or evil thing! How dare you smash my things! If I hadn't read the relationship between husband and wife and pull him, he wouldn't have had such an temperament now, long ago..." Before she spoke, Mother Zhang endured the pain of being hit by the chin and hurriedly stopped him: "Madam, don't say these words. If you are listened to by someone, maybe how can you row behind your back? Do you want to talk about your reputation? You'd better take a sip of tea first to calm down. It will be long in the future.

"Long?" The old lady sneered, "When I think of grinding with people like him all my life, I feel sore!"

"Yes, madam, you'd better drink a cup of tea first to press your stomach." Mother Zhang handed the teacup to the eldest wife again. After venting, the big lady was much nicer. She took the tea cup and drank it all in one breath regardless of the dignified image of the lady.

As if she didn't see it, Zhang asked in a low voice, "Madam, would you like another drink?"

The old lady waved her hand, put the teacup she couldn't wait to crush on the kang table next to her, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Did Lianqing do anything? And that man, have you told the details about his business with that Hu Meizi?

Mother Zhang hesitated, and then said solemnly, "That Lianqing didn't say anything, but kept shouting that she was given to the young master by the old lady, saying... yes..." She took a deep breath and finally continued to say, "It is said that no one can deal with her, even you!"

The old lady almost didn't come up in one breath.

The old lady really died and didn't let her be quiet. She left such a disaster for her.

"Then let her go underground and complain to the old lady!" The old lady said awe-inspiringly.

Zhang's mother said hesitantly, "This...Madam, hasn't she said anything yet? Otherwise, it's not too late to do that first!"

The old lady thought for a moment and said, "That's okay."

Zhang's mother was clear and said, "Madam, that man is Duan's childhood sweetheart. He has been very good since he was a child, but later separated because of their respective family circumstances. It was not until two years ago that they met. At that time, the master had already met that family..." Seeing that the old lady was unhappy, Mother Zhang immediately skipped this paragraph and then said, "Because they have had some feelings since childhood, they have been in secret contact with a lot. Maybe the pregnancy... Hey hey, it's not the master's seed."

Finally, I heard something more pleasant. The old lady looked much better and asked briskly, "Is this serious?"

Mother Zhang was relieved, nodded repeatedly and said, "It's true. The maidservant also specially asked me to investigate carefully. It was true, and she also brought the witness. I'm not afraid that the family would not admit it."

The old lady said, "Whether this is true or not, whether Duan admits it or not, no one can make me unhappy!" With that, the eyes looking at the main room gradually showed anger.

Seeing this, Zhang's mother, who was beside her, couldn't help shrinking her mother-in-law.

It is said that there are people in the court who are easy to do things, and so are some people in the house.

After helping Grandma Tang and Lan'er several times, they obviously were much more considerate to Fu Duoduo.

She took Fuduoduo as a hairpin as a temptation and asked Grandma Tang to inquire about a few things. After that, she even pushed it. She said that it was her blessing and didn't dare to get anything more. Of course, there is also a guilty element, because nothing was found that day, so Grandma Tang did not find any useful news. The only more gratifying thing is that Chunfu and the others are now fine.

After getting along with each other for a few days, Fuduoduo figured out more or less about her temperament with Lan'er.

Granny Tang is an extremely flattering and greedy person. Her behavior is just to get greater benefits. Fuduoduo and other places use her, so she is not forced to make her feel at ease, and Lan'er...

Fu Duoduo pondered and only felt that Lan'er was quite scheming and particularly clever.

However, no matter what, you can use it for yourself.

"Auntie, what's wrong? Look at you in a daze." After getting acquainted with Fu Duoduo, Lan'er ran to the firewood yard more diligently.

Fuduo's thoughts were pulled back. He looked at Lan'er, who was exploring, smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just think there's nothing wrong with red plum, Chunfu and green chrysanthemum. I'm just happy, but Bitao..." With his eyes, his eyes showed sadness.

The atmosphere of melancholy slowly spreads in the air.

Lan Er turned her eyes and said in an envious tone, "Miss Bitao is so lucky."

Seeing Fuduo looking at her in surprise, Lan'er explained, "You are so kind and often think about her master! If only I were so lucky." Full of envious tone and look.

Fu Duoduo smiled and did not answer.

Lan'er was embarrassed.

Although she has gradually become familiar with Fuduoduo, it is far from enough for her.

She touched her arms secretly, and Lan'er had already paid attention.

"Auntie, my mother-in-law will probably not be able to come back for a while. You see, this medicine has been cooled. Please take it first! In other hands, it won't be too medicinal." He slightly took up the cuffs of his arms, revealing looming scars, picked up a small white bowl with black soup, and slowly walked to Fu Duoduo, who was sitting in the kang**.

Fu Duoduo leaned over and looked at the door.

Indeed, Grandma Tang inquired about the news for a while and couldn't come back.

Reaching out to pick up the small white bowl in Lan'er's hand, Fu Duoduo was full of thinking about the purpose of Lianqing's fire? And all kinds of things about that man. Because only by grasping the latest developments of the matter can she judge the situation, protect herself safely, and climb up.

With a bang, the crisp voice made Fu Duoduo come to his senses and looked at the small bowl that was torn apart and the medicine that splashed soup.

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die!" Lan Er immediately knelt down and kept slapping her pretty face.

Fuduo thought she was not the evil master, and even moreover that the potion was smashed, she was more or less responsible. She quickly let Lan Er get up and said, "It's not your fault. Get up!" Just pack it up."

Lan'er did not, but slapped herself fiercely, because of the large range, her cuffs couldn't help sliding down.

"What's wrong with your arm?" Fu Duoduo saw that the slipping cuffs kept exposing Lan'er's blue and purple bruises, and couldn't help asking, "Have you been bullied by others?" That's the question, but Fu Duoduo has made it clear in his heart.

Like a frightened bird, Lan'er stopped her self-abuse behavior, urgently dropped her sleeves, covered her cuffs tightly, shook her head repeatedly, and retorted, "No! No! No one bullied me! It's me who is not good."