Grandma Sun nodded: "Yes, the third wife's body should be two months." The old lady was overjoyed------ "That woman is not afraid of Du Heng at all, and she chatters endlessly.

Futaba's heart twitched when he listened, and he interrupted: "Okay, okay, you also go and pack up and get ready to go." ”

Grandma Sun closed her mouth, took two pairs of tiger head shoes and retreated. Back in the house, another Xia Pozi knew that she was going back to Yangzhou and asked her to bring some food to the family. Grandma Sun chatted and said: "The young grandmother is really weird, she has no children, and she made a bunch of tiger head shoes, and said that she was just looking at it." It's weird. ”

Another mother-in-law sighed and said: "In this life, the young grandmother can't have children anymore, so she makes shoes every day like a demon." ”

"Huh?" Grandma Sun was shocked, "how can this?"

The woman said in a low voice: "I don't dare to say anything else, the affairs of the master's family, even if we are subordinates, we dare not spread it in our eyes." But the young grandmother can't give birth to this, because a little girl secretly heard it when she listened to Dongsang and Futaba muttering. I'm afraid what the Western-style hospital said can't be wrong. ”

The grandmother wanted to ask again, but the mother-in-law refused to say anything. What happened that night in the Zhao family was too thrilling, and those who didn't want to die dared to say it more. But this dose alone is enough to make Grandma Sun shocked. In the past, young grandmothers didn't give birth, and they only thought they were young, and they were just good at conditioning, but now it seems that there is no way to do it in this life.

Du Heng sat on the bed in a daze, and his soul seemed to wander out of nowhere. Futaba snatched the needle and thread from Du Heng's hand, and while finding a strip of cloth for Du Heng to wrap the bleeding fingers, he said slowly: "Young grandma, if you want to open some, it is common for big families to spread branches and leaves, even the old lady, in addition to the old lady, there are several concubines-----" Futaba couldn't go on, and his voice was a little choked. took the needlework basket in Du Heng's hand and ran out of the door, squatting at the bottom of the window and crying lowly. There are many three wives and four concubines in rich families, and she has also seen other clansmen and aunts of the Zhao family, but the young master is different from the young grandmother. That's when there is only one young grandmother in his eyes, and the person who holds it in the palm of his hand, how can he fall into this step? Futaba couldn't figure it out.

Du Heng's thoughts ran far, far away. When did she start to be attracted to Zhao Shinan, she couldn't say it, was it the raindrops that he bought for himself under the oil lamp on a rainy night? Or in front of the dawn window, he knelt down all night to change his own punishment? Or on the bank of the Qinhuai River, he held himself and promised to wait to cross the Lechuan River? Or the lotus pond fireflies, every eye he held his hand affectionately?-----

Memory is really a terrible thing, every heartbeat, are deeply seared in the heart, and then when you lose, then heat and heat, your heart is hot and smoky, the pain is unbearable, every heartbeat, it becomes a heartbeat.

Du Heng didn't know how many times he was scalded by such pain, until finally, he was sweating profusely and lay down. When Shuangye came in again after touching his tears, Du Heng was already lying on the bed, his mouth full of blood bubbles, and his whole body trembled like a swing.

Futaba jumped up in fright, and hurriedly asked Dongsang to invite Langzhong, and ordered someone to cook ginger syrup. She picked up ginger syrup and fed it to Du Heng, but Du Heng couldn't drink it with a bite of his teeth. Futaba was in a hurry to walk around the house, and it was easy for Lang Zhong to come, and he prescribed a prescription to decoction the medicine, but he couldn't feed it.

Three days have passed, Du Heng is not to say that it is medicine, and there is no water and rice, Lang Zhong has no way, and sighs: "If Madame is bent on death, even the gods will not be able to save her." After saying that, he shook his head and went out.

Shuangye was stunned, and it took a long time to react, ran to Du Heng's side, held her hand tightly, and said anxiously: "Young grandma, don't, it's better to die than to live, what's the ?---- of this?"

Du Heng couldn't listen to anything, his mind was just empty, and a picture appeared repeatedly, Zhao Shinan and a woman who couldn't see her face clearly, standing happily side by side, and a boy with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, running around them, and she could only stand and watch from a distance, smoky, she seemed to float farther and farther, she reached out to grab it, but couldn't reach anything, she wanted to call Zhao Shinan, but she couldn't open her mouth. He and her, farther and farther away, could no longer be touched.

Yes, he has a new woman and a child, and what he once said "I don't take concubines" and "I only want you" have become the most ridiculous jokes, and only he will take it seriously. The old lady is happy now, the old lady, Zhao Shinan, the beautiful concubine, the young son, what a harmonious picture, only she is a superfluous. Since it is redundant, why bother to get in the way of the eyes? Du Heng fell asleep groggily.

Grandma Sun returned to Yangzhou and told Mrs. Zhao: "Look at the situation, the young grandmother has fallen out of favor." The young master didn't care, except for a few Shuangye Dongsang, they were not dedicated, and they were very unsatisfied with food and clothing. Saying that, he sneezed, "Beiping is really cold, and when the wind blows outside, the bones seem to be exposed." ”

Old Mrs. Zhao nodded, Du Heng fell out of favor, and finally breathed a sigh of relief for her. She had already concluded that the woman was a scourge, and Shi Nan would not have a good life if she followed her, but fortunately, Shi Nan was finally freed from the bewilderment of the fox girl. Although it is ridiculous at the moment, after a while, it will naturally be fine.

Grandma Sun hesitated again: "And I heard that the Western-style hospital said that the young grandmother will not be able to have children in her life." ”

Mrs. Zhao's head slammed, she can't give birth in this life? I thought there was still some hope, but now there is no hope at all, and Mrs. Zhao's mood is not good. This means that it is impossible for the Zhao family to have descendants. Shame, shame!

Grandma Sun took out the tiger head shoes made by Du Heng from the baggage and handed them to Mrs. Zhao, saying, "Old lady, this is made by the young grandmother, the craftsmanship is very good, you might as well leave it to the little young master." ”

Mrs. Zhao raised her eyebrows, picked it up casually and threw it out at the door, frowning and said, "The Zhao family is short of silver to buy, or is there a shortage of people who can do it, and Baba wants her?"

Poria was walking to the door to come over to say hello to the old lady, the shoes happened to be thrown at her feet, she leaned over and picked them up, looking at the embroidery on it was really lifelike and cute, and couldn't help but timidly said to the old lady: "The old lady doesn't like it, can you reward me?"

Mrs. Zhao looked at Poria cocos, and her face became gentle: "Don't walk around if you have a body, it's troublesome if you catch the wind." Looking at Poria with a tiger head shoes full of love, it is not easy to refute her, but she is not afraid to hurt her heart, and it will affect her eldest grandson. I had to say, "If you like it, you take it." ”

Poria stretched her eyebrows and put her shoes away. Mrs. Zhao greeted her a few words and asked her to step back. Poria returned to the house, sighed, and put the tiger head shoes in the cupboard. She entered the house late, and she was just a little girl, and she hadn't seen Du Heng a few times, but she was a little curious from the bottom of her heart to make a woman who a man cared about so much. And what she made in her hand, she was also curious, and she was reluctant to let the old lady throw it away, so she dared to ask for it back.

Mrs. Zhao saw her grandmother, and she was dyed by her grandmother and felt a little cold, and her head was heavy, but she was just in time for the New Year, and she had to worry about it everywhere. Looking at the busy mallow outside, Mrs. Zhao could only sigh, this kid is good anywhere, he wants to look good, he wants to have means, why can't Shi Nan look down on it?

Just pondering, it happened that Zhao Shinan came back from outside, choking his nose with the smell of alcohol from afar. The old lady frowned and said, "I'm going to be a father soon, and I'm still messing around like this." ”

Zhao Shinan sat down with his robe and drank it by himself with a teacup. The word "daddy" is both strange and disgusting. He changed the subject: "What's the smell of medicine?"

Mrs. Zhao was a little sad, she had been sick for three or four days, and Zhao Shinan didn't notice it, so she couldn't help but say, "I'm not feeling well, and I'm boiling medicine." After a pause, he said, "Shi Nan, my mother's body has been worse for a year, and this family will be handed over to your daughter-in-law to take care of sooner or later." But now---- alas, those who can take care of it have no reputation, and those who occupy the reputation can't even see each other. This family can't just go on like this, right? Who will come to Christ in the future?"

Zhao Shinan drank tea and did not speak. Mrs. Zhao continued: "Besides, now that Poria has a child, it is a happy event, but after all, it is a concubine, and in the future, the family business of the Zhao family will be handed over to a concubine, and it will not be able to suppress the array of those uncles of the same clan at all." ”

Zhao Shinan sneered, "What do you mean?"

Mrs. Zhao has been in her mind since she heard her grandmother's reply: "The Zhao family can't have no descendants, and in the future, others will point fingers behind their backs, saying that the descendants of the Zhao family are all born to little wives, and this face can't be hung up." Du Heng can't give birth, and now she refuses to come back in Beiping, so it's better to give a few money, which is enough for her to spend the rest of her life in Beiping. Let her vacate the position of the young ***, and either remarry in the future, or if the mallow and Poria are corrected, it depends on who can give up the son. ”

"Hahaha!" Zhao Shinan looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice shaking the room and reverberating. It's funny, it's really interesting, there are no children to have children, and if you have children, you will have a concubine, so will there be a difference between a wife and a continuation in the future?

"Shi Nan, what do you think?" Old Lady Zhao couldn't help but ask when she saw him laughing wildly.

Zhao Shinan laughed enough, and slapped the fruit knife on the table in front of Mrs. Zhao with a "snap", "Mother, my son is not filial." Whoever divorces his wife and remarries before you are present, let her poke it in first. Zhao Shinan poked his chest, and turned around to leave after speaking coldly.

Mrs. Zhao was stunned, why did Zhao Shinan become like this? Didn't Mrs. Sun say that Du Heng had fallen out of favor, was this a fall from grace?

"Rebel, rebel!" Old Lady Zhao rubbed her chest and collapsed in her chair.