"Amitabha Buddha ......" Mrs. Du recited with red eyes, and because she remembered, she said to Xue Chenghe, "I see that your sister's body is still very weak, how to make up for it later, you can also tell me a way...... It's not as comfortable here as at home, and I'm afraid that the medicinal herbs are not very good, so you write a recipe and let them send it when you get back. ”

Xue Chenghe hurriedly responded with a smile, and was about to chat with Du Rongzhi when he heard Mrs. Xue smile and say, "When I came in just now, I saw that although this Zhuangzi is not big, it is very elegantly arranged...... It's no different from a house in the city. ”

Du Rongzhi bent her lips and smiled, and said obediently, "If my aunt likes it, I will take you and my cousin around later......"

Mrs. Xue hurriedly smiled, "No, no...... Talk to your mother, and ask a girl to accompany you. After saying that, Yun lightly glanced at Xue Chenghe on the side, "Didn't you still shout about going fishing just now?" ”

Xue Chenghe was stunned for a moment, but saw his mother's gaze flashing slightly in the direction of Mrs. Du, and suddenly understood, and quickly nodded, "Yes...... I accompanied my mother. ”

Du Rongzhi knew that her aunt had deliberately set aside time for her to be alone with her mother, and after being grateful, she hurriedly called the winter solstice and asked her to say a few words softly, so she asked her to accompany the mother and son of the Xue family to go to Zhuangzi to walk around.

After a while, only Mrs. Du and Du Rongzhi were left in the room.

Qinghe changed Mrs. Du with a new cup of tea, brought a bowl of milk to Du Rongzhi, and led the people out.

Du Rongzhi hesitated for a long time before she mustered up the courage to say softly, "Mother......" Her eyes turned red as soon as she spoke.

Mrs. Du stretched out her hand and took her into her arms, "My son, you have suffered......

Du Rongzhi's tears immediately welled up in her eyes, and she only felt mixed feelings in her heart—guilt, self-blame, remorse, and joy...... There were so many emotions that she couldn't even distinguish herself, and she just nestled in her mother's arms like a kitten, sobbing, "I thought...... Thought you were mad at me and don't want me anymore......"

Mrs. Du was so angry that she patted Du Rongzhi on her body, hugged her and cried, "You are the meat that fell from your mother, what more do you want if your mother doesn't want you?!" ”

She pulled Du Rongzhi away, picked up her face and wiped away the tears on her face with her thumb and fingertips, "Ah Zhi, I thought about it before my mother came...... If you don't want to go back to the country, then we won't go back! Why do you have this disease, their surname Song knows it...... In a few days, I will go and tell your mother-in-law that I will take your family to recuperate......" Mrs. Du said firmly with tears in her eyes, "As long as your father and I are alive, I can protect you for a day...... Mother only needs my sister Zhi to be well, and she doesn't care about anything else! ”

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On the other side, Mrs. Du's mother and daughter hugged each other and cried into tears, and the flower garden in the other room also ushered in a rare guest at this time.

…… Yu Zhanyan, the prince of the Yongning Hou Mansion, looked disgusted, "You don't live in a good mansion, what kind of cabin do you live in the countryside......" He glanced at Er Qiao on the case, reached out and patted the man's shoulder, and sneered, "You said that you are a big man, hiding here all day long, I really can't figure it out——"

Before he could finish speaking, his hand was suddenly swept away by the man reading the book in front of the case, and he pounced into the air.

"If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it." The man lowered his head and flipped through the pages, without raising his eyebrows, "And you asked me to help you get back those pots of flowers, don't you want it?" "Fat Cat Literature Network

"If you want it, why don't you want it!" Yu Zhanyan's face changed, and he hurriedly smiled, "Brother is just joking with you...... It's really boring! Licking his face again, he said, "Don't you say that I forgot, I'm here for those pots of Qilan today, but your black charcoal-like gardener is also angry, and he actually doesn't allow me to take it away-"

"Well," the man snorted faintly, "you can't be angry, and you ordered someone to smash my flower bed." ”

Yu Zhanyan's voice paused, and he laughed dryly, "Didn't I just say it casually to scare and scare them?" Besides, if I knew you were here, why would I bother with that? Then he asked him, "Where did you put my pots of flowers, hurry up and give them to me, I am still in a hurry......

"You don't need to blame the talented gardener for being rude." The man closed the book and said lightly, "Actually, I don't allow him to give you flowers." ”

Yu Zhanyan was stunned for a moment, and then his face sank, "Why is that?" ”

The man slowly picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for him and Yu Zhanyan, "I think you also know what this orchid is used for in the north corner." With that, he handed a cup to Yu Zhanyan.

Yu Zhanyan reached out angrily and took it, "Of course I know." He drank it in one gulp, and said indifferently, "Isn't it just the gadgets of the men and women in the boudoir?" ”

The man bowed slightly, "Originally, it was just a few pots of exotic flowers and plants, even if it was given to you, it was nothing...... However, this Qilan has a special effect, and Brother Yu still explained what to use for this flower. He paused, and said, "If something happens inexplicably, it's the brother who helps to abuse it." ”

Yu Zhanyan was slightly stunned, and then made him laugh.

"Whew!" He spat on the ground, "Okay, you Chu Shenyao, who do you think of me?!" He said angrily, "If I want a woman, what kind of person is not obedient, why do I need to use this kind of indiscriminate means!" ”

The man nodded and said seriously, "...... If this method is used to force women to submit, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a means of inferiority. What my brother said is very true. ”

Yu Zhanyan told him to be speechless, his handsome face was blue and red for a while, and after a long time, he reluctantly collapsed on the chair and surrendered, "Okay, good...... If you want to know, it doesn't hurt for me to tell you. ”

Chu Fengyao made a gesture of please, "I would like to hear the details." ”

Yu Zhanyan glared at him angrily, and said vaguely, "It's a brother of mine who has known him for many years and accidentally annoyed his wife...... His wife was clamoring to reconcile with him all day long, because he refused to live or die, and secretly hid in the countryside with the child a few days ago......"

Chu Shenyao's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said with a smile, "This is strange...... I've never heard that a man divorces his wife, and a woman cries, makes trouble, and hangs herself, why does your friend do the opposite? ”

"Isn't it?" Yu Zhanyan thought so, "I told him a long time ago, a manly man, why don't you have a wife?" Since she wants to go, then let her go, just with my brother's character and family, why worry about not finding a better one? It's like losing his soul. Yu Zhanyan sighed very melancholy when he said, "The hero is short of breath, and the love of children is long......"

Chu Shenyao didn't bother to listen to him, and interrupted, "But what does this have to do with Qi Lanhua?" ”