6. Don't hit my son's idea
Zheng Xian'er hurried to Ning Xuan Hall, and sure enough, it was lively inside, and the girl and daughter-in-law sat in a room.
When Mrs. Lou saw Zheng Xian'er coming, she beckoned her to sit down beside her as usual, with a calm and serene expression: "After kneeling for a few days, can you figure it out?" ”
Zheng Xian'er lowered her head and said lightly: "I figured it out." ”
Sister-in-law Hu Shi sneered "hey" on the side: "This is clear?" Didn't you still refuse to die a few days ago? ”
Zheng Xian'er turned a deaf ear and just lowered her head to drink tea.
Seeing this, Mrs. Lou bowed slightly: "It's good if you can repent." I was about to tell you that the Meng brothers had brought back Ah Xiang's body yesterday. - He fell into the water in a small ditch near the provincial capital and drowned. ”
Zheng Xian'er frowned and raised her head: "Did you fall into the water, or was you pushed down?" ”
Mrs. Lou's maid Rui'er sank her face and asked sharply, "What does grandma mean by this?" Do you suspect your wife......"
Zheng Xian'er put down the tea bowl in her hand, and her expression was not shocked: "Miss Rui misunderstood." The wife asked someone to arrest the slave back and interrogate him severely, so naturally he wanted to be arrested alive, how could I be indiscriminately suspicious? - It's just that my wife refuses to kill lightly, but it doesn't mean that the people who set up a plot to frame me that day won't be in a hurry to kill them. ”
Mrs. Lou looked at her deeply: "You still insist on denying that incident?" Didn't you just say you figured it out? ”
Zheng Xian'er smiled bitterly: "I think I figured it out, then I can't live with the basin that others deducted!" ”
Hu Shi still sneered, and mocked in her characteristic sharp and hoarse voice: "Tell me, how can the 'basin of others' get into your bed?" Your ugly affair is already ironclad evidence, and now that the adulterer is dead, do you think you can push it clean? Let me say, that slave died a strange death, who knows if it was your own poisonous hand? ”
Zheng Xian'er was upset, glanced at Hu Shi fiercely, and stopped answering her words.
At this time, she can't help but be upset - the slave is dead, how can she go to the master behind the scenes?
Do you just let the poisonous snake hover in the dark, and maybe when it will come out and bite again?
Mrs. Lou turned the Buddha beads in her hand and said for a long time: "That's it." This matter is over, and no one is allowed to mention it again! ”
Hu reluctantly bowed his head in response, and Mrs. Lou said to Zheng Xian'er again: "The master has already taken a good look at Liang'er, the youngest grandson of your third uncle's family on West Street, and he will take it over in a few days." When the time comes, you will take a cold look, if there is nothing wrong, Liang'er will be your son. ”
Zheng Xian'er was about to shirk, but her second sister-in-law Zhu Jinlan had already grabbed ahead of her and said, "The third uncle's house on West Street has already gone out of the fifth suit with us, isn't it a little far?" ”
Mrs. Lou disagreed: "They are all members of the Lou family, and their seniority is good, what do you say about distant relatives!" Won't you get close when Liang'er comes over? ”
Zhu Jinlan bowed his head sneeringly, and then forced a smile: "That being said, but the third uncle is a little poor after all, and we, the daughter-in-law, mean that the brothers in the house are still young, and there is no need to worry about the heirs." The eldest brother is over the age of one......"
When Hu Shi heard this, he was so angry that his eyebrows stood up: "If you want to sell favors to that adulteress, you can give her the one in your own belly, don't beat my son's idea!" ”
Zhu Jinlan's face stiffened, and he whispered with red eyes: "My own flesh and blood, what do you share with each other?" If I am blessed to give birth to a boy, I will definitely be willing to pass on to my third brother and sister......"
"Okay," Mrs. Lou stopped her words in an unkind tone, "Let's talk about this later!" ”
Zhu Jinlan had no choice but to stop talking.
Mrs. Lou glanced around everyone, and her eyes still returned to Zheng Xian'er's face: "I called you over today, there is one more thing - Ming'er is the old lady of the Zhu family, you go with me to celebrate your birthday, you don't have to go to the ancestral hall." ”