Aunt Yang was still slapping the table and scolding, but when she saw her daughter rushing into the door, she was about to open her mouth to reprimand a few words, when she saw a pair of scissors stabbed in front of her, and she jumped up in fright.

The two maids next to them, who were originally standing, ran out screaming in fright by Yang Wanqing's actions.

"You...... You put the scissors down. Aunt Yang paced around the table, using the table to block Yang Wanqing's approach.

Yang Wanqing's tears blurred her vision, and watching Aunt Yang's figure move back and forth, she leaned over and stretched out her hand, "Don't you hate me for killing your little grandson?!" You kill me and give him his life. Give you scissors, give you ......," she shouted.

"Crazy, crazy! Come on, hurry up and pull her out. Aunt Yang shouted.

"The eldest young master is here, here ......" Sister-in-law Hu's voice came from outside the house.

When Yang Jinlin entered the house, he saw his sister pointing at A-Niang opposite with scissors, his eyebrows jumped, he walked over and grabbed her hand from behind, and slammed it on the table, "Have you made enough trouble?" Don't think your home is messy enough? He said.

Yang Jinlin had just come back from outside, and before he entered the yard, he saw Sister-in-law Hu running over who was serving his sister, so he shouted to stop her, only to hear her say that Yang Wanqing took a pair of scissors and ran to Aunt Yang's yard.

Yang Jinlin felt bad, so he ran over.

When Aunt Yang saw her son come in, she stretched out her hand and pointed at Yang Wanqing and said, "Your sister is crazy and wants to kill me with scissors......"

Yang Wanqing's hand let go of her hand as soon as it hurt, and the scissors fell to the ground, she turned around and shouted: "I killed your son, don't you hate me?" I'm dead, you're all ......"

There was a "pop" sound.

Yang Jinlin raised his hand and gave her a slap in the face, and Yang Wanqing hit her face firmly, and five red fingerprints immediately appeared on her face.

Yang Wanqing covered half of her face, and reacted to cry "wow", "You dare to hit me......" She shouted, and hit her fist.

Yang Jinlin restrained her dancing fists and roared loudly, "Shut up!" Only then did Yang Wanqing calm down.

Sister-in-law Hu was afraid that Yang Jinlin would beat Yang Wanqing again, so she pulled Yang Wanqing aside, blocked her with half of her body, and prevented her from going forward.

Aunt Yang wanted to say a few more words about Yang Wanqing, but Yang Jinlin asked her to say a few words, he didn't complain about the child's illness, he asked Aunt Yang not to say it, God's will is like this, where can people change.

The family has been smooth in the past two days, Yang Jinlin didn't want to see the mess at home anymore, he comforted the crying Yang Wanqing, and asked Sister-in-law Hu to send her back to the house, before going to comfort Aunt Yang on the side.

After half a pillar of incense, Yang Jinlin came out of Aunt Yang's house and asked the maid hiding at the door to go in to help Aunt Yang wash.

He stepped out of the upper courtyard and went back to the courtyard where he lived in the east, a few maids were under the porch, jumping with their ears pricked up, listening to the sound coming from the main courtyard, turning his head and seeing Yang Jinlin coming back, he hurriedly lowered his head and bent his knees in fright, "Hello young master!" ”

"Hmm."

Yang Jinlin answered, stepped out of the hand-copying verandah on one side, and walked around half of the verandah into the east house.

Tang was lying on the carved bed in the middle and crying, she heard the shouting on the other side of the main room just now, although she didn't know what it was, she guessed that it had something to do with her dead son.

Yang Jinlin turned around and entered the inner room, sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and patted Tang's shoulder, and did not speak.

Tang cried for a while before he raised his head from the pillow, turned his head and looked at Yang Jinlin with teary eyes, "What's wrong with Ah Niang?" She said.

Yang Jinlin didn't hide it, so he told the Tang family that Yang Wanqing felt that Aunt Yang was resentful of her, and took scissors to ask Aunt Yang to kill her to dispel her resentment.

"Don't complain about my sister, getting sick is not within the reach of manpower, even if we don't have a fate with our son! ......" he said, with tears in his eyes.

Tang threw himself into his arms and cried, "I...... I didn't blame her, I ...... I just want my son. Her voice was muffled.

Yang Jinlin lowered his head and kissed her hair, his hand gently patted her back, tears flowed down his cheeks and into his mouth, bitter and salty, "We are still young, and there will be many children in the future." He said.

"Hmm......" Down's whimper nodded, "I know, but I'm uncomfortable......" she said.

"I know you feel sorry for our children, why shouldn't I!" Yang Jinlin hugged her tighter and said, "Let's cry for a while today, and tomorrow you have to cheer up, there are still a bunch of things for you to take care of at home!" And you have to take care of it. ”

Hearing her daughter's name, Tang raised her head from his arms, struggled to sit up and was about to get out of bed, she wiped her tears twice, "I'm going to see Wen'er." She said.

Yang Jinlin stretched out his hand to hold her, "Don't rush for a while,......" He wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, turned his head and called the maid to come in and serve Tang's washing, while he went to sit at the round table in the outer room.

The carriage walked on the road for half an hour, just before the city gate was closed, and it was Ruoxue who repeatedly urged the coachman to hurry up so that he was not locked out of the city.

Back home, Ruoxue went directly to Mrs. Cao's Songhe Courtyard, at this time it was already full of stars, the silver hook was just rising, the lights in the courtyard were shining, and there were not as many maids and servants standing under the corridor as in the past.

This is also for fear that there will be too many people and it will be easy to cluster infection, so some people will either be sent home or sent to the vacant yard, so as not to fall ill at this time.

Mrs. Cao leaned on the pillow and half-lay on the carved bed, covered with a lotus-colored brocade quilt embroidered with Baifu Tuanhua, put one arm on the quilt, and held a handkerchief to cover her mouth and coughed slightly.

The two maids, Jin Zhu and Yin Zhu, served in the house, and they used large handkerchiefs to protect their mouths and noses, which looked better than wearing masks, and would not disgust the old lady.

They also used to wear masks sent by Guanfangyuan, but Mrs. Cao looked dazzling, so she changed the handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose to prevent infection.

She Jinzhu and Yinzhu are the people who serve Mrs. Cao in close proximity to the house, and in order to avoid getting sick, she drinks the same medicine with Mrs. Cao every day to prevent it.

Seeing that the old lady was coughing again, Jin Zhu hurriedly went to the table next to her and poured a glass of water, and Yin Zhu sat on the edge of the bed and stroked the old lady's chest.

Ruoxue heard a faint cough in the house when she was outside, and Lian Xin took out a large handkerchief and folded it into a triangle, covering her mouth and nose and tying a knot at the back of her head.

Ruoxue put on a handkerchief and walked into the house, the room had a medicinal fragrance that had not yet dissipated, it did not smell as good as the burning incense, she walked to the bed and bent her knees, and called softly: "Grandma." ”