As soon as she spoke, the person who had wanted to hide and leave only stood up hesitantly.

The blazing sun at noon shone on the woman in a plain blue dress, stabbing Song's eyes.

"What are you going to do?" She asked in a restrained tone.

Aunt Miao didn't dare to step forward, and replied from afar: "The concubine came to see if the third girl's legs have improved." ”

She didn't expect Song to be here.

Song pursed his lips when he heard this.

She was most taboo to see Aunt Miao, and as soon as she saw her, Song would think of the fact that her husband lost himself to the woman in front of him before he married her.

That's the handsome young man she took a lot of effort to get her hands on.

That's a family affair that she begged her father and brother countless times to decide!

The intended person, who was already like a bag and had a clean body and mind, was suddenly cut off by a woman who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, who can stand it?

Thinking of this, Song's chest tightness and shortness of breath made it difficult to breathe.

Just now in Songhe Hall, she saw her husband kneeling in front of her mother-in-law and being reprimanded, she was already very uncomfortable, and now she saw Aunt Miao again......

Song hugged Zhang Meishou, his mind was buzzing, and his body shook.

Seeing this, Ah Li hurriedly took Zhang Meishou over, and Aunt Zhao helped Song to return to the hall and sit down, and hurriedly asked people to ask for a doctor.

Aunt Miao was afraid that the maid would be delayed on the way, so she stepped into the hall first to see the Song family.

"Madam, let's show you the concubine." Aunt Miao saluted towards the Song family and stepped forward.

"You get out." Song leaned on the back of the chair, held his forehead with his hand, and refused in a feeble tone.

"Mother, don't you be willful, okay?"

The daughter's serious words made Song stunned.

Wasn't she determined to be a good mother?

Of course, a good mother should set a good example for her children, so that children feel that how can they be willful?

No, she just pretends, and she has to pretend to be generous and mature......

"That'...... I'll let you see. There was reluctance written in Song's eyes.

Aunt Miao looked at her, lowered her eyes and smiled silently, and then walked in front of Song.

Song looked at her strangely: "What are you laughing at ......?" What's the deal with the look that seems to see through her mind at a glance and thinks she's very naïve?

Hehe, don't think that you can get her a pulse check and be close to her, a whimsical woman.

Aunt Miao cut Song's pulse, looked at others, and diagnosed: "Don't worry, madam, you're just suffering from heat stroke." ”

Sunstroke?

Sling the bull!

She was clearly so angry that her limbs were weak, her head was cold sweating, and she couldn't breathe!

Song insisted on thinking so.

It wasn't until Lang Zhong was invited that he gave the same conclusion after a little look.

"The weather has been hot and humid recently, and there are many people suffering from heat stroke, so you just need to ventilate properly and boil some mung bean soup and other things to cool off the heat......

Before Lang Zhong finished speaking, Song couldn't help but interrupt: "Doctor, can you read carefully?" Don't diagnose wrong. ”

Isn't it really a rush or something?

"This ...... The symptoms are clear, the pulse is the same, how can there be a reason for the wrong diagnosis? "Lang Zhong, who is old and has some fame, is always unwilling to listen to others question himself, not to mention heat stroke, not even a minor illness, if he can diagnose it wrong, it is better to go back to his hometown and pick up big feces!

This is an insult to his professionalism!

Lang Zhong took the consultation fee and left in a huff.

With an embarrassed face, Song was helped by Aunt Zhao to go to the shade of the trees in the courtyard to enjoy the shade.

As soon as she sat down on the stone bench, Aunt Miao touched a big pu fan from somewhere, and came to her side to help her fan the wind.

Song secretly frowned in her heart, her partial daughter was next to her, and she couldn't have a seizure at all.

In the summer, chilled mung bean soup is a common thing, and the maid takes a bowl after a while.

After using it, Song felt that the tightness in his chest had improved a lot, and the cool breeze in his ears dissipated the heat without interruption.

She looked at the source of the cool breeze, and her eyes were full of urgency, as if to say—"Why don't you leave?" ”

Aunt Miao saw that her face gradually returned to normal, and she stayed here for a short time, handed the pu fan into the maid's hand, and saluted the Song family: "The wife is fine, and the concubine will not bother." ”

So saying, he withdrew.

Song looked at her departing back indifferently and couldn't help frowning.

"Mother." The daughter's voice broke Song's distraction.

"What's wrong?" Song took his daughter over and sat on top of him.

"Aunt Miao cares about her mother and cares about me." Zhang Meishou opened a pair of clear eyes, looked at Song and said, "I don't care about my father." ”

Song was stunned when he heard this.

A child's judgment is always the most superficial and superficial, but these superficial words reminded her.

When her daughter said this, she thought about it carefully, as if Aunt Miao not only never competed for favor, but also put her mind on several children and her second wife.

During the New Year's holidays, Aunt Miao will sew some big and small things by herself, from shoes and socks to sachets, and send them to several children and her hands, but there is no Zhang Luan......

And Aunt Miao will never go out of her yard unless it is necessary.

At first, Song thought that Aunt Miao was deliberately pretending to beg her for forgiveness.

It can be loaded for a day, a month, a year...... More than nine years have passed, and she has never given Aunt Miao a good face, so in this case, she can still pretend for ten years...... It can only be said that this person is either too ruthless or too stupid.

"Big brother isn't bad either." Zhang Meishou said softly again.

The child's voice was simple and clean, like the coolest breeze in summer, dispelling the gloom in Song's heart.

Children are not bad, they are taught well by adults.

For the first time, the Song family tried to take a calm and objective attitude to look at Aunt Miao's mother and son.

Aunt Zhao was on the side and glanced at Zhang Meishou a few more times.

……

On the side of Songhetang, Zhang Luan, who was scolded so bloody, finally couldn't help but refute it out loud.

"Mother, this matter is a son's unfilial piety, you can beat or scold if you want. But this matter has nothing to do with Qin Niang and Zhen Zhen, they have suffered no less grievances than anyone else. Zhang Luan knelt in the hall and said with a frown.

Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she was angry, and in a fit of anger, she inevitably implicated the entire second room.

"Good, good, good!" Mrs. Zhang said three good words in a row, "You only have your own daughter-in-law and daughter in your eyes!" If I say a word about it, you're in a panic! ”

Zhang Luan: "......" Of course, he only has his daughter-in-law and daughter in his eyes, is it possible that there are other people? Also, whoever says a word about them, he has to feel distressed, this is not the right thing.

How can my mother say something foolish?

Mrs. Zhang had been scolding for more than an hour, and seeing that he didn't feel that he was wrong at all, the so-called 'pleading' was just a show, and she became more and more angry in her heart.

But she really couldn't scold anymore, and her mouth was so dry.

She asked her mother-in-law to help her to rest, drank enough water, and leaned on the couch to let the little maid pinch her shoulders and beat her legs.

After enough rest, the old lady regrouped and went out to continue scolding.

At this time, a maid hurriedly came in and said, "Old lady, something is wrong!" ”