Where did Song Wanghai dare to open this mouth, his idea was to bring people back, disguise himself, and tell his family that he was a concubine, so that Gan took people back and gave birth in the countryside.

Song Zhimei was stunned by the door, Yinfeng wanted to step forward to pull her, but she didn't pull it for a while, and when the crystal white dew came over, Song Zhimei stretched out her hand and pointed, and Yinfeng sighed softly: "Girl, why bother." ”

Song Zhimei already understood at this time that his father would never stand up for them anymore, not only did he not come out, but all he thought in his heart was that it was good to return to his hometown, without Gan's watch, he couldn't help but be happy in the west courtyard, and he also took people back and gave birth to a child, so he said that one was Gan's concubine for him, and sent it up to serve him.

Gan Shi didn't breathe for a long time, but Song Zhimei felt a warm wind blowing on her body, as if letting the ice edge blow through, and it hurt so much, if it wasn't for Bai Lu to support her, she would almost be unable to stand.

"Are you missing a son or a daughter, a slap is not enough, just find a clean one, you have found such a cheap person, and you still want me to round your face! What about my face!"

Song Wanghai frowned impatiently: "She was still a clear child when she followed me, and now that she has my flesh and blood in her belly, how can she still be outside." He waved his hand: "You always have to go back, I'll pick you up again every other year, if you hadn't made a fuss by yourself, the old lady wouldn't have been ruthless." ”

Song Zhimei grabbed the placket with one hand, but she was afraid that the Gan family inside was the same as her, holding Bai Lu's arm, and her nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, but Bai Lu didn't dare to say anything, and pulled her to pull Song Zhimei away.

Gan didn't say anything, he couldn't speak, and he had a big stone blocked in his throat, if it wasn't for him all these years, where would he have lived such a life, and when it came to his mouth, it became unreasonable.

Song Zhimei stood outside the door and closed her eyes, took a deep breath, let go of her hand, and didn't care about Bai Lu shrunk her arm and rubbed it with her hand, pulled the clothes on the neckline, picked up the post that fell to the ground, changed her smile, her face was still stiff at first, and then it became brighter, and she quietly entered the house on one side.

The curtain moved softly, Song Zhimei came in with a smile on her face, called her father crisply, went to see Gan's again, sat down in front of Gan's, and pinched the post in her hand with a smile: "The crown princess gave me a post, and invited me to go to her breeze banquet in June to see the newly raised lotus flowers of the Chen family." ”

Song Wanghai saw that his daughter was coming, and he couldn't talk about the concubine in front of his children no matter how shameless he was, so he nodded perfunctorily, and said to Gan's family: "Think about it yourself." "I flicked my sleeves and went out.

As soon as Song Wanghai left, Song Zhimei immediately smiled, put the post on the couch, and called Yinfeng in: "Why is it this hour, my mother hasn't taken medicine yet?"

As soon as Gan heard it, he knew that his daughter had listened, and he took her hand more and more and said: "Can you see it? What is too much in such a day, my mother and you, when you return to your hometown, how can you live a bad life, you have to be caught in the middle and be angry." ”

Song Zhimei didn't change her mind, and when the medicine was delivered, she helped Gan Shi to lie down, blew it cold spoonful, and sent it to her mother's mouth: "The old lady and aunt don't take us seriously, so they have to ask them to look at me in their eyes!"

At this moment, the people trembled, lowered their heads and called the heat of the bitter medicine smoked out tears, and they were smashing into the medicine bowl one by one.

Gan Shi wanted to refute her first, but when he saw his daughter crying, his heart followed up, where could he swallow the medicine, he wrapped his arms around his daughter's arms with two hands, hugged her and said: "You just talk about it, what kind of character is the old lady and the old lady, your father doesn't dare, what do you take?"

Song Zhimei regretted it more and more, he knew that he shouldn't have listened to Gan's words, if he entered the palace draft, maybe he would be able to fight, if he became the prince's concubine, these people in the Song family would not dare to show Gan's face.

In addition to Chen Xiangning being elected as the crown princess, two concubines were also selected, she and Chen Xiangning were originally good, so why should others treat her better than themselves.

Thinking about the honor in my heart, and then thinking about the situation of the mother and daughter at this time, it is clear that there is a chance, if it is not for the mother's short-sightedness, no matter what, it is stronger than this.

Before Gan could speak, Song Zhimei had already shook his head: "What can I do, but just talk about it, my mother is relieved, take the medicine, sleep for a while, let's go back to our hometown safely, and follow my father's toss." ”

Gan Shi only thought so in her heart, and drank the medicine with residual warmth in one gulp, Song Zhimei took the candied plum and handed it to her mouth, the honey was so sweet that the tip of the tongue was bitter, and after chewing it once, she spit out the slag, Song Zhimei wrapped the slag in the silk and handed it to Bai Lu.

When Gan fell asleep, Song Zhimei withdrew, pinched the flower post, went all the way out, halfway through, turned around and asked, "Is there a new melon?" ”

Bai Lu wanted to speak and stopped, Song Zhimei smiled at her, and looked at her arm again: "I just lost my hand, you open it and I'll take a look, and put some medicinal oil on it at night." ”

Bai Lu sighed: "Why did the girl talk to me about this." Uncovered the cuffs, there were three or four crescent marks, and the pieces were all skinned, Song Zhimei never thought that she would be pinched so hard, she had been with her for a long time, took a breath of cold air, and pulled her to look at her guiltily: "You go back and rest for two days, and ask the crystal to follow me." ”

Bai Lu shook her head: "The girl will go to the old lady now, what do you want to say? Mrs. is easy to be stable, the girl has to think about it." "Song Zhimei will cry in the house when she encounters something on weekdays, no matter how bold she is on weekdays, she is still a girl's family in the end, but at this time, for the sake of Gan's family, I am afraid that I can really do something.

Song Zhimei glanced at the two girls: "My mother can't control this matter, I can't control it, only the old lady can manage it at home." She had already made up her mind when she entered the house, and Bai Lujing was clearly afraid, but she didn't dare to persuade her.

The sweet white melon was cut open and served in a green glass plate, Song Zhimei held it with his own hands, all the way to Yongshan Hall, at this time the old lady was resting at noon, Song Zhimei was waiting by the door: "I know that my grandmother can't eat ice, and she doesn't even dare to use well water, but I'm afraid that the taste will change when I put it in this summer." ”

Yingluo had to open the door and let her wait, when the old lady got up, Song Zhimei was holding a box and a scarf, she used to want to please again, and she had never done the work of a girl, as soon as her hand came up, the old lady raised her eyes to look at her, and she rinsed her mouth with her hand to eat tea, spit it out into the small spittory, and chewed a piece of incense.

No one spoke in the room, so Song Zhimei didn't speak, and when the old lady finished dressing, she raised her eyes and swept her: "Say, what's going on?" If you don't want to go, she has already begged when Gan is there in the morning, and she will come back after half a day, and she will still look like this, the old lady knows that something is wrong, so she didn't wait for her to say, she asked first.

"Ask the old lady to save my mother, my mother is about to die. Song Zhimei knelt down straight, kowtowed to Mrs. Song uprightly, straightened up and kowtowed again.

Song Zhimei knelt and kowtowed, and said this again, the old lady's eyes swept away, and the two of Yingluo Coral hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, comforting her and said: "What the girl has to say is that if you can be the master, the old lady will naturally make the decision for you." ”

"I know it's ridiculous, but I have no one to say about it but my aunt. Song Zhimei thought of her mother being persecuted like this, her eyes were red, she fell to the ground, and choked up...... And the father said, What is it...... Qing Qi ...... Take it back to your hometown. ”

When she said the last sentence, she paused, Song Zhimei never looked up, Yingluo took a breath lightly, seeing the old lady's face change, Song Zhimei said again: "Mother is crying and fainting, I can't help it, but my father is furious, I think about it, except for my uncle and grandmother, no one can take care of it." ”

One thing is one thing, the old lady Song is disgusted with Song Zhimei for ruining her sister's marriage and slapping the Zhao family in the face, but she reported this incident in time, she is a young girl, and she can spit out Qingqi people in her mouth, so there will be no fake.

Mrs. Song was not messy, raised her hand, and the two Yingluo Coral set up Song Zhimei, helped her sit down, and gave her a scarf, wiped her tears for her, and transferred honey brine seeds for her.

It was inconvenient for the old lady to ask her in detail, but Song Zhimei's words immediately indicated the stakes, and the old lady looked at her and said that she was an understanding, and she was confused, saying that she was confused, but she could understand that if she had been instructed and raised early in the morning, where would she be like this.

"I know, let my mother take care of herself. There is no need to say much to the grandchildren, let Yingluo send Song Zhimei out, and turned around and called Song Wanghai into the courtyard with him.

Song Wanghai brought people with him when he first came to Jinling, and the old lady was not in a state of mind at that time, so the old lady Song intended to replace a few people, but thinking that he had just come, he immediately changed the people around him, so that he had a restrained mind, but it was not beautiful.

What's more, the hometown followed, except for Song Wanghai, what other way out of the Song family could there be, not to mention that when he came, he received the order, and he had to make Song Wanghai not forget his biological parents.

After a delay and a delay, these people slowly became stewards, in charge of the shop pù grange, their own faction, Mrs. Song didn't want to interfere, it was always his who gave him, seeing that others deceived him and coaxed him, and persuaded him, he didn't believe it, so that's it.

The old lady let out a long breath, Song Wanghai is not her biological son, she has done good and bad things, she can't hurt her muscles and move her bones, but she can just raise a prostitute and give birth to a child, but she really can't enter the Song family tree!

The old lady Song even beat her, and the chief follower pretended not to know, and the old lady laughed: "Tie up this person, send a post to Jing Zhaoyin, and say that the next person in the family stole things, please check it carefully." ”

The man couldn't stop shaking, he didn't care about them, and somehow he actually restrained them, which one of them was clean at the bottom, poured beans into the bamboo tube, and when he was good, when he was wrapped, and when he asked a doctor to catch the tocolytic, it was clear and clear.

The old lady waved the man back, telling him that if he missed half a word, he would never want to go back to Jinling in the rest of his life. If it was cooked early, it would be a scandal to keep it, and the Song family was in the way, so after thinking about it for a while, someone called Song Wanghai: "Your mother has a birthday, I have prepared a boatload of gifts here, you take someone to send it back, and it is filial piety to congratulate the birthday in person." ”

Song Wanghai thought about it once, but he fell asleep and met the pillow, and just took the delicate little lady back to the township, so he said that he was a concubine, and then told the old lady Song that he gave one during the journey, and the two sides hid it, no matter how good the errand was.

Xingxing went back to pack up his things, and asked Gan to collect more food and clothing for him, Gan didn't realize that the old lady changed her mind, so she would have sent the birthday gift back a long time ago, knowing that Song Wanghai was going to take the prostitute back, and before he could speak, Song Wanghai said: "If there is any rumor about the old lady, I will only count it on your head." ”

Song Zhimei came in with black fish soup and gave a bowl to Gan's: "Mother, drink the soup." With a smile, she also filled a bowl for Song Wanghai, but the old lady didn't move Song Wanghai, but the prostitute had no way to live.

Before the festival arrived on the sixth day of the first month of June, Song Wanghai took the boat back to his hometown, he was happy to go back to live for a while, and he didn't rely on him when he returned home, maybe this belly was a son, so he stayed in his hometown for his parents to take.

There were also many mothers-in-law on a boat, just taking care of the woman's food, and since she was pregnant, Song Wanghai picked two older waiters from the people who followed. The ship departed in June, and when it was about to reach Sweetwater in July, a male fetus had been born.

No one in the Song family knew the news, the Gan family didn't know Song Zhimei, and the Ye family didn't even understand anything, let alone know it, but in the small Buddha hall of the old lady's Yongshan Hall, a lamp was lit for three days, and it was not extinguished all night.