Chapter 6618 Vixen
“Huh? Someone has already mentioned the abortion issue?” Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips, “Actually, I wanted to mention it before.”
But I thought about it After all, it was a life, and I was not from the Old Wang family. Even if I mentioned it, there was no need to say it out of my own mouth, so I just endured it and didn't say it.
Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Ruoqing, "I am telling you in private that Dabai's attitude is very determined. He wants everyone, big and small, and will probably marry that Hongmei regardless of the eyes of the world. Even if he is old The Wang family removed him from the family tree, and we kicked him out of Changping Village, but they couldn't stop him from marrying Hongmei! "
Ms. Sun covered her mouth in shock.
Yang Ruoqing also had black lines on her head, "It's a fact that the circuitry of the brain is different from that of ordinary people, but that girl Hongmei is not a fuel-efficient lamp either."
One slap can't make a sound, especially this kind of thing What happened under the melon fields and plum trees is even less likely to be the 'contribution' of Dabai alone.
That Hongmei was an actor herself, and was not the original wife of the late shopkeeper Zhang Ji.
In modern terms, it is a fact that Hongmei itself is a mistress and has bad conduct.
After shopkeeper Zhang Ji passed away, she, a woman, not only did not have the sense of panic that the pillars collapsed, but she also rented the shop that the Zhang family had worked hard to save for generations to Dabai.
And she didn't move out herself, she still lived in the shop as before and took care of Dabai's accounts.
For such a big shop, the daily cash flow is a large amount. Usually the person who manages the accounts must not only have the ability in this area, but also be someone trusted by the shopkeeper.
Hongmei has done it.
To the outside world, the two of them were master and disciple, stepmother and stepson, but they ended up getting together after closing the shop door and no one knew it.
“I have a bold guess.” Yang Ruoqing said suddenly.
"The baby is about a month old, and it has only been half a year since shopkeeper Zhang Ji died. I suspect that the two of them may have gotten along long ago. They even had that when shopkeeper Zhang Ji was alive. Otherwise, there is no way to explain Zhang Ji's death. Remember that the shopkeeper is dead, but Hongmei is still living in the shop with peace of mind, and Dabai doesn't chase her away. "
Yang Ruoqing's words suddenly inspired Sun.
"Qing'er, when you said that, I also remembered something that your aunt told me." Mrs. Sun said, "I didn't think about it deeply at that time, but now I'll look back. Looking back, there really is something. "
"What are you hiding from me? Tell me!" Yang Huazhong can't wait.
Sun went on to say: "When Dabai just started to renovate the shop, didn't Meier and Sister Shuanzi go to the town to visit, and they even had a meal with Dabai and Hongmei at that time. ."
"When Mei'er came back and talked to me about the meal, I heard that Dabai was very kind to Hongmei, picking up food for her and doing this and that. Even his aunt was jealous and said that he had I don’t want my aunt anymore.”
“Ah? Is there such a thing?” Yang Huazhong frowned tightly.
Mrs. Sun nodded, "Well, it's true. When Mei'er came back, she told me that Hongmei was very sensible and could take care of others. By the way, there were those in my mother's house once. The exquisite food was given to Meier by Hongmei. Meier was reluctant to eat it and gave it to my mother..."
"I also have an impression. The three of us went to Xiangjiazhuang to see Lingling just came back that day. That time I brought a lot of oranges," Yang Ruoqing said.
“Yes, yes, that’s the time.”
After being reminded like this, Yang Huazhong also remembered it. This time, two ounces of frost could be scraped off his face.
"If I had known it was brought by that unruly woman, I should have thrown it out and soiled our land!"
Yang Ruoqing really wanted to say that people are stinky. Yes, but the stuff is fragrant. If any of her rivals was willing to give her a gift, she would definitely not refuse it. She would accept the gift with a smile while beating and killing her at the same time. There was no conflict.
"Since Hongmei has that kind of character, then the baby in her belly...can we be sure that it is Dabai?" Sun asked this question.
Yang Huazhong was also stunned for a moment, stroking his stubble-covered chin and thinking deeply.
Yang Ruoqing didn't have much doubt about this. If the two people had hooked up earlier, there was a high possibility that the baby was Dabai.
The problem is that Dabai insists on marrying Hongmei. Once the two of them get married, their reputations will be ruined if this matter is brought to light. The two of them want to be together regardless of their reputation. Could it be... true love?
"Dad, Qing'er, you all should go and get some sleep. If you don't close your eyes all night, you will get sick." Ms. Sun began to urge again.
Yang Huazhong glanced outside. The snow had already fallen to his ankles, and it was still falling.
"I won't sleep. I have to shovel the snow or I won't be able to walk," he said.
Yang Ruoqing stopped him: "Dad, the snow will not stop for a while. If you shovel it in front of you and continue to fall, it will be a waste of time. It is better to wait until the snow stops completely or becomes lighter and then shovel again. "It's too late."
Ms. Sun quickly agreed, "My daughter is right. There's no rush. Go lie down for a while. I'll call you when breakfast is ready."
Yang Huazhong looked a little relaxed.
Yang Ruoqing struck while the iron was hot: "Mom, let's go get some sleep. It's snowing today. It's okay. I'll go back and lie down for a while later. Let's just treat it as a holiday for ourselves, otherwise It would be troublesome to be tired and sick during this New Year. Daan, Xiaohua and the others are still on the road. "
Yang Huazhong then made up his mind to treat himself well: "Okay, let's all go and sleep for a while."
Sun looked at the heavy snow outside with worry on her face: "Da'an and Hua'er don't know either. Where? With this heavy snow, will the carriages and horses get stuck on the road? I have two such small children, my Feng'er and Fuwa, and I have suffered a lot... "
"Mom, please relax. They are taking the official road and they stay at the inn at night. They have followers and guards around them. If it snows, they will definitely wait for the snow to stop at the inn before going on the road. No. I'll get stuck halfway. "
"Father, mother, go to bed, I'll go back and lie down for a while."
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Qingshui Town, Baimeizhai.
It is snowing outside, the doors and windows are closed tightly, a brazier is lit in the house, and the charcoal burning in the pot is smokeless fruit charcoal. The warm spring house is filled with a light scent of fruit wood. aroma.
On the soft and comfortable carved bed, Hongmei sat there with a white velvet forehead pillow around her head, a brocade quilt on her legs, and an embroidered hand covering in her arms, as green as green. Put your hands inside the muff.
There is no makeup, but she looks good without makeup, her eyebrows are lightly curved, her eyes are long and thin, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised with a pinkish red color, and her eyelashes are black and long.
Born with peach blossom eyes, she seems to be smiling when she looks at people, and when she really smiles, she becomes even more charming.
"Hmph, vixen!"
This grunt came from Yang Huamei, who was sitting on the stool beside the table in front of the bed with her hands folded.
After seeing Hongmei a few times before, it was like seeing the kindness and joy of a long-lost sister. Now, in Yang Huamei's eyes, there is nothing but disgust!
(End of this chapter)