Chapter 45 The Nightmare Haunts
The next day after hearing the news, Liu Cuiyi hurriedly came to see Wen Mingqian, while Wen Mingqian was slowly burning incense and drinking tea.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you take care of yourself at home." Wen Mingqian didn't want her to come.
"My mother-in-law and others had something to do today, so I ran out. Sister, I'm really worried. I heard that something happened to your master, is there any way to get him to come out intact?" Liu Cuiyi ask.
"Cui Yi, I know you are worried about me. I think you also know that this matter is not easy to handle." Wen Mingqian pulled her to sit down, "So you don't have to worry about it."
"Sister, you are so calm." Liu Cuiyi looked at Wen Mingqian and said with admiration, "If I had been at a loss, I would have been restless."
"I see your complexion. It's much better than the past few days, her face is more shiny, her cheeks are also fuller, and she looks younger and more energetic." Wen Mingqian looked at Liu Cuiyi and praised her.
Her face was originally a little bitter, but it did get better after some care.
Liu Cuiyi was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't help but be suspicious: "Sister, are you not worried about Mr. Gong at all?"
Wen Mingqian only smiled: "Isn't it still undecided? What's more? He is not the main culprit.”
Then he turned to Zhang's mother and said, "Bring me the facial fat I prepared for Cui Yi, and you can also change the dietary prescription for her!"
"Thank you, sister, for worrying about me. "Liu Cuiyi was very grateful.
"How is your home now?" Wen Mingqian asked her.
“According to what my sister said, I don’t care about anything at home. I just chant sutras in my yard every day to keep in good health and take good care of myself and my two children.
My mother-in-law naturally has complaints. "Yes, I just pretended not to hear it. Seeing that I was not doing anything, a few aunts started arguing, and they all went with them," Liu Cuiyi said truthfully.
"That's good. No matter how well you do, your mother-in-law will still find fault with you. It's better to think about yourself and let her say whatever she wants." Wen Mingqian smiled.
"Yes, since I became a vegetarian. My mother can't make me to eat those toad soup and snake soup." Liu Cuiyi was talking about all kinds of weird things her mother made. Weird birth control method.
Half of her body was damaged by eating these things, and the other half was caused by emotional discomfort and anger.
"After three months of recuperating on a vegetarian diet, you can also eat meat. It's not enough to always be a vegetarian." Wen Mingqian said, "It's not that I want to drive you away. Now that something has happened in this family, you run away. Come on, your mother-in-law will definitely blame you if she finds out. If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, just go back! Remember to give the coachman some benefits and tell him not to talk nonsense."
Liu Cui. Yi came this time and brought two pieces of self-made clothes and shoes and socks, both for the palace chief.
After she left, Wen Mingqian said to Zhang's mother: "You go to Feng's house tomorrow to bring Chang An back. The old lady is coming back, and he can't stay in someone else's house."
"Yes, I'll see you tomorrow morning Just go." Zhang Ma said.
Wen Mingqian stopped talking and took out an ancient book on perfumery to study it carefully.
The birds are singing outside the clear window, and the fragrance is fragrant in the quiet room. It is really peaceful.
But the Song family is completely opposite.
"Little madam, you have to eat after all!" Mrs. Yang and the maids advised, "No matter what, you have to think about the child in your belly."
Ms. Song had a sad look on her face. She was already in poor health in the early stages of pregnancy. The discomfort, coupled with Gong Xu's accident, made her even less likely to think about food and tea.
"You don't know how my heart feels." Mrs. Song took a long breath, but she still couldn't relieve the depression in her heart.
"The old lady will be back in two days. Let's all think of something together." Mrs. Yang said.
"What can the old lady think of? At most, she can burn incense and worship Buddha." Mrs. Song did not hold out hope.
"Little madam, why don't we worship Buddha too!" Mrs. Yang said, "If you have the Tao, you will be spiritual if you are sincere." "Okay, then go to more efficacious temples. It is worse than being bored in your room and suffering." Mrs. Song She also decided to improvise. Normally she doesn't believe in Buddhism.
"Yes, yes! Let everyone know that the young lady has gone all out for the master." Mrs. Yang said while helping Mrs. Song to go out, "It's not like that That one looks like it has nothing to do with her. "
"I think she is hoping that something will happen to me!" Ms. Song sneered, "If I hadn't come back, she would be a loser! , How could the master encounter such misfortune?"
Ms. Song vented his anger on Wen Mingqian, whom he hated the most.
"Huh, when the old lady comes back, it would be best to know that she is hiding such thoughts." Mrs. Yang said, "I don't want to drive her out!"
They knew that the old lady Gong didn't like Wen Mingqian very much either. Later, when Gong Kangan's incident happened, the old lady became even more angry.
If it hadn't been for the persuasion of Dafang and his wife, she would have even wanted to have Gong Xu abandon her after Wen Mingqian gave birth to the child.
"Ouch! My head feels so dizzy." Ms. Song shook her body with an ugly expression on her face, almost about to faint.
Everyone quickly supported her and slowly laid her down on the bed.
"Oh my God!" Mrs. Yang yelled bluffingly, "How good is this? Call a doctor quickly!"
"Don't go! If people know about it, they will think that our family is in chaos! "Song stopped, "I probably didn't sleep well, and I didn't eat."
"This pigeon soup is still warm!" Liu Yun hurriedly drank it! He brought the soup over and fed it to Mrs. Song one spoonful at a time.
"I can't move now. Let's burn incense tomorrow!" Mrs. Song said, "I want to sleep for a while."
"Okay, okay, you have a rest first." Mrs. Yang said They kicked out all the unnecessary people and asked Huahong to put some benzoin in the incense burner to help Song sleep.
Mrs. Song fell into a hazy sleep.
I heard a voice in a trance.
"Aniang, Aniang..." The childish voice rang in my ears.
Whose child is this?
Song was thinking in her heart but couldn't open her eyes.
"Aniang, Aniang..." The child kept shouting.
Song knew that this was not Gong Baoan's voice. Gong Baoan was six years old, and the child's voice was obviously that of a baby.
"Aniang, Aniang...I'm back..." Mrs. Song felt a pair of small hands on her wrist in her dream.
It's very small and cold.
"Ah!" She woke up with a start, screamed and sat up.
"Little madam, what's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?" Mrs. Yang and the two older girls hurriedly came over.
Song's face was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, but his eyes were very dull.
"Little madam..." Mrs. Yang supported her and called again.
Ms. Song slowly came back to her senses, calmed down a little, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm restless and can't feel stable in my dreams."
"You are too worried about me, sir. ." Huahong wiped Song's cold sweat with a handkerchief, "Just turn over and go back to sleep."
(End of this chapter)