"Madam, don't wait, Xiao Langjun won't come."

The green calyx put down the medicine bowl, fiddled with the charcoal fire in the brazier, and listened to the lively sound of firecrackers outside, feeling a little impatient.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, Aunt Yao is kind, specially rewarded a table of noodles, and treated a few people, at this time the others should be eaten.

But as the wife's dowry maid, she couldn't do good things, so she had to come to this lifeless courtyard to serve the decoction first.

"I am Song'er's mother, she should always allow him to come and worship......" Wang Yingning's withered and aging face showed a hint of eager hope.

Speaking of which, she is the wife, and Yao Yujie is the concubine. But now that the son she gave birth to wants to come to see her, she has to be Yao Yujie, the concubine, to nod and agree.

The green calyx just lowered his head and played with the charcoal fire in boredom, but he didn't hear it.

"You say, is something wrong with my Song'er?" Wang Yingning vaguely heard a maid talking about it a few days ago, but unfortunately she is seriously ill and can't stay at the hotel, so she can't ask a good question.

She kept thinking about it in her heart, thinking that on Chinese New Year's Eve, Ronist Song'er would always come to her own trip.

The sound of people eating and drinking and punching outside became louder and louder, and the green calyx became more and more anxious, and threw the fire tongs in his hand into the charcoal basket with his hand:

"Yes, you guessed it right, Xiao Langjun just had an accident, and he won't come to see you again." The green calyx stood up suddenly:

"He's gone, not on the twenty-third day of the lunar month. After all, it was a bad thing, Aunt Yao was afraid that she would be scared of the third young grandmother who was about to become pregnant, so she buried the person quickly. ”

Man Song is only fifteen years old, and he has no heirs, so naturally no one will give him a funeral.

A dignified son-in-law was not valued during his lifetime, and he didn't even have a funeral ritual after his death.

Wang Yingning was hit like thunder, she couldn't believe her ears.

"Aren't you kidding me?" Wang Yingning struggled to sit up and muttered.

"My lady, where do I have the strength to laugh here during the Chinese New Year. Xiao Langjun lost his life by taking an overdose of five stones, this matter is not glorious, the old man is taboo over there......"

Before Lu Calyx finished speaking, Wang Yingning wailed, and even rolled down to the ground with the quilt.

"Why?!"

Wang Yingning wailed several times in a row, crying blood, but her eyes were already dry, and there were still tears.

There were two blood marks that flowed out.

How could her Song'er go to smoke Wushisan.

It was a child who was snatched from her by Yao Yujie and raised under her knees, and he was cautious and submissive.

How timid and cowardly Rao was, the boy whispered in her ear:

A-Niang, they are sorry for you, you bear with it a little longer, when I grow up, I will definitely think of taking you away.

This sentence became Wang Yingning's only thought to live.

Her song'er said that she would take her away, leaving the Manchu family who used her, bullied her, and imprisoned her all her life.

But now, he told her that Song'er was gone.

"Others didn't force him to smoke, he himself wanted to smoke, and this matter was seen by San Langjun and Jin Anhou who were passing by, they can testify......"

As if afraid that she would not believe her, the green calyx said again.

San Langjun is the son born by Yao.

And Jin Anhou, what kind of person is that, he testifies?

He is the most proud royal son-in-law of the Yao family in his life. What's ridiculous is that it was she Wang Yingning who personally came to the door to marry him and Yao's daughter.

Wang Yingning sneered, and laughed louder and louder.

She's been a joke all her life......

That year, she was only thirteen years old and married the man she had in mind.

She was full of sincerity, thinking that she could cover him with sincerity, go to the pole, think about him in everything, and plan for him.

And he, he was extremely cold to her and made the most of it.

It seems that the harsher he is to her, the more he can make up for the guilt he feels about Yao.

Thinking that she was born in the Wang Yingning Shi clan, her appearance and talent when she was young, and her demeanor and bearing when she grew up were also praised.

On the contrary, although their families are rich, they are only from lowly families after all.

He took advantage of her as a scholar to leap from a humble student to a dignified county guard.

Several young ladies of the Manchu family married into the high family under her painstaking planning, and everyone was envious.

In the end, she made wedding clothes for others, and after being used, she was abandoned in the backyard, poured a bowl of poison every day, and became an immortal living dead.

No, maybe those poisonous decoctions had entered her mouth a long time ago.

Pity her for making a wrong step, a wrong step.

At the age of forty, her body is already like a seventy-year-old woman.

Now even the only son she gave birth to was killed by them, that was her only thought.

She has a monstrous resentment in her heart, but unfortunately she has the heart to take revenge and has no power to return to heaven!

In despair, I didn't come up in one breath, so I went hastily.

"Why, how do I know why," Calyx shrank back, not daring to look at her wide, dead eyes:

"Don't complain about others, complain about your own stupidity, and blame the old man for marrying you to the Manchu clan regardless of the difference between the scholars."