Chapter 273: Stirring the Yellow
When the second master Cheng and the Han family rushed to Nian Song Hall, the old man and his wife who were closer to the residence of Nian Song Tang had already arrived, and the third master Cheng was rubbing the head of Old Madam Meng, and a group of people stood in the room.
As soon as she saw Cheng Er and his wife coming in, Mrs. Meng pushed away Cheng San's hand and asked, "What about Wei'er?" β
"Wei'er...... She went out early in the morning......"
Old Madam Meng seemed to be impatient, and her tone was extremely eager: "Did that girl go to Jishengtang?" Quick, get her back! My head hurts! β
Master Cheng San hurriedly said: "Mother, Wei'er didn't go to Jishengtang this morning, my son will press you first." β
"No need for you!" Meng Shi's voice was sharp and high, as if he had endured it to the limit, and shouted while pounding the bedpost with his hand, "Quick, go find Wei'er and come back!" β
Han was still stunned, and the second master Cheng pushed her angrily: "Quickly order someone to find it, you are a mother, don't you know where Wei'er often goes?" β
"Oh, good, good." Han Shi complained bitterly in his heart, but he still stubbornly ordered.
The waiting time for Mrs. Meng was like a year, her temper became more and more irritable, and then she wanted to bang her head against the wall, and the distorted expression frightened everyone into not daring to make a sound, only to hear a sharp voice echoing in the room.
"Why hasn't Wei'er come yet? I'll skin her when I get back! By the way, Yao'er, Yao'er can do it too! Old Madam Meng grabbed Second Master Cheng's hand, and her mind was already a little confused, "Quick, go to the Broken Jade House and call Yao'er over!" β
Second Master Cheng's face was ugly, and he said cautiously: "Mother." You forgot, Yao'er is gone. β
"Gone?" Old Madam Meng thought blankly, and gradually remembered. His face became even more ugly, "Wei'er can't find it, Yao'er is gone, you unfilial sons, do you want to watch me die alive?" β
No one dared to answer this question, and at this moment, Ah Fu hurriedly ran in: "It's here." The three girls are here. β
Before the words fell, Cheng Wei had already raised the curtain and entered.
As soon as Mrs. Meng saw Cheng Wei, she was like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw. I didn't see the fierce voice just now, and his expression showed a bit of fanaticism and eagerness: "Wei'er, come quickly, come quickly." Grandmother is dying of pain. β
Cheng Wei hurriedly walked to Mrs. Meng's side. Stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, and said in a calm tone: "Grandmother, don't worry. β
The plain hands were cool and sweat-free, and with such a gentle stroke, Mrs. Meng's anxious mood was really relieved a lot.
The people present all looked at each other, and then looked at Cheng Wei differently.
Is this what the Fu Doctor is capable of? It's a little bit amazing.
"Grandmother, the more impatient you are, the more your head hurts, bear with me. I'll go and dispense your medicine. Cheng Wei comforted Mrs. Meng and raised her feet into the compartment. After about a quarter of an hour, a glass of pale red water came out.
Only then did he walk to Mrs. Meng's side, and before he could speak, the cup in his hand was snatched away by Mrs. Meng's hand, and he drank it in a big gulp.
"Mother, drink slowly." Second Master Cheng persuaded.
Mrs. Meng drank it in one gulp before handing the cup to Cheng Wei and let out a long breath.
"Grandmother, how are you feeling?"
Old Madam Meng raised her hand to support her forehead and said slowly: "It seems to be much better." β
"That's good." Cheng Weiwan smiled, and suddenly frowned, "Grandmother, you obviously drank the talisman water I made for you a few days ago, why do you have a headache like this today?" β
Old Madam Meng waved her hand: "I thought it was your talisman water that didn't work, who knows how it hurt like this." It hurt like a thick needle sticking in my head, and it was unbearable. β
She grabbed Cheng Wei's hand: "Wei'er, you have to figure out what the hell is going on, otherwise it will cost people to come here suddenly." β
Cheng Wei thought for a moment and slowly shook his head: "Grandmother, it stands to reason that as long as you take Fu Shui on time, you won't suddenly feel like this, have you suffered anything...... Stimulate? β
"Stimulation? No, I don't. Old Madam Meng was a little dazed.
Cheng Wei continued: "Grandmother, are you too sad about the second sister?" β
Old Madam Meng was stunned when asked.
If you want to talk about the death of her second granddaughter, she is a little sad, but that sadness is like a handful of fireworks, as soon as the headache comes, it will have long been gone, where do you remember who Cheng Yao is.
The people present didn't think so, and persuaded one after another: "Old lady, your body and bones are important, you have to think about it." β
The more Old Madam Meng listened, the tighter her brows wrinkled.
No one knows better than herself that the impact of Cheng Yao's death on her is like a small splash, how can it set off a storm. If the root of this headache can't be found, what can I do in the future?
But everyone was relieved that she couldn't tell the truth.
At this time, the maid who was waiting for the old uncle hurriedly came: "Old lady, the old uncle is not clamoring to go out to eat and drink, and the maid can't persuade him-"
Mrs. Meng was upset, and when she heard this, she slapped the bedpost fiercely: "It's really not worry-free, I have to run out if I am bitten by a dog!" β
Second Master Cheng hurriedly persuaded: "Mother, you dissipate your anger, don't be in a hurry and have a headache again." β
"Hmm." Old Madam Meng forced herself to calm down and muttered, "I don't know what happened in the past two days, and nothing went well." β
She lifted her eyelids and saw Second Master Cheng, and suddenly her heart moved, and she asked, "Second child, Che'er and the eldest girl of the Xu family exchanged Geng posts, right?" β
"I changed it the day before yesterday."
Old Madam Meng's brows tightened: "The Geng post that was changed the day before yesterday, your father was bitten by a dog yesterday, and the family was not happy, and today I have a headache like this, Yao'er is gone-"
The more she spoke, the more wrong it became, and her face gradually sank: "Han, you send someone to bring Miss Xu's Geng Ti, I'll take a look." β
"Whoa."
Han hurriedly instructed Xue Lan to pick it up, and after a short time, Xue Lan returned, her face was as white as her name.
"What's wrong?" Sensing that something was wrong with the big girl, Han asked.
"Madam, Geng Tiβ" Xue Lan wanted to speak and stopped.
Old Madam Meng said sharply: "Take it!" β
Xue Lan glanced at Han, and Han hurriedly said, "Take it quickly." β
Xue Lan lowered her head, slowly pulled out the Geng post with Miss Xu's birthday written on it and handed it over, and the room suddenly sounded one after another gasping.
The edge of the big red and gold letter is tattered and uneven, and looking at the shape, it was actually gnawed by rats!
"This, thisβ" Old Madam Meng's hand trembled and pointed to the wedding post, almost holding her breath.
There was chaos in the room.
It was getting late, and the sunset dyed the clouds with red light and quietly sprinkled them into the flying flotsam.
Cheng Wei asked the thrush in a low voice: "Mother really sent someone to return the Geng post?" β
The thrush nodded again and again: "Really, the maid quietly hid behind the tree outside the courtyard gate, and saw Gui's mother go out with her own eyes." β
"That's good." Cheng Wei looked at a bush of plantains outside the window and smirked.
Before dinner, Cheng Che suddenly came over. (To be continued.) )