Mon Province.

It was already the third day, and the second wife, He Qingping, found dead rats outside her house again.

The first time I found a dead mouse outside the house was two days ago, I pushed the door out in the morning, He Qingping wanted to breathe fresh air, but found that there was a dead mouse lying in the hollow next to the door, which scared her all over, her heart seemed to have fallen into ice water, and her brain was a paste.

Yesterday I found that it was just a mischievous hanging on a branch outside the door, and Bian Qiao was bumped into by her, and the fright again made her abdominal pain unbearable, and she was slowly relieved by lying down.

Unlike the previous two times, this time, the dead mouse appeared in the middle of her doorway, as if it had been slapped by a heavy object like a brick, the corpse was flattened, the flesh and blood flew sideways, splashing in all directions, the death was so hideous, it was simply disgusting! Fortunately, she had the experience of the previous two times, this time, He Qingping calmed down a lot, and in addition to being frightened, she couldn't help but scream, she was afraid that if she had a fetal gas, she would be in big trouble if she gave birth.

For three days in a row, every day.

Something is wrong!

The old man Meng Xichang invited a doctor, and the doctor took the pulse of the second wife, and the pulse was stable, and everyone's hearts were put back in their stomachs. The doctor prescribed medicine again, and told her to recuperate carefully and never be frightened again.

The good Meng Mansion, why did dead rats suddenly appear one after another?

It's not good where these mice died, but they all died at the door of the second wife, who was pregnant and most afraid of being frightened!

Is it a coincidence?

Or is there a reason?

The matter came suddenly, and Meng Xichang didn't care about investigating it carefully, and the top priority was that this kind of thing could not be allowed to happen again.

The method is also simple, Meng Xichang sent someone to catch a few cats and put them in the courtyard.

When night came, just in case, Qiu Shui'er didn't sleep, she moved a chair and guarded the door, held a broom in her hand, and thought of the master's instructions in her head:

There must be no dead rats outside the second wife's door, and if she does again, she will be coaxed out of the Meng Mansion.

The courtyard in the middle of the night is silent, the cold wind is pressing, and the sky is frighteningly dark. The rustling of the wind through the treetops, coupled with the occasional meow or two, makes for a creepy feel.

Qiu Shui'er's hand holding the lantern was a little sore, she put down the lantern in her hand, stood up, stretched her waist, and sighed, the weather was cold at night, and the exhaled breath showed a wisp of white mist in the light and shadow. She looked back at the door, and there was a faint snoring sound from inside, and she knew that the second wife was already asleep. She stared at the door for a long time.

She slept so soundly!

And I have to stand in the cold courtyard in this dark night, let sleepiness hit, let the cold wind blow on my face! Like a dog squatting at the door to watch the house, who has mercy!

It's a woman!

Fate is so different!

Why!

She silently walked down the steps, and by the moonlight, she picked up a small branch in the grass, "clicked" into two sections, and threw it fiercely into the distance.

In terms of appearance, figure, and cleverness, she is no worse than the women in this Meng Mansion, but she is just a little girl, following the second wife, and she is called by her! It's not fair! It's still the second young master Meng Jiagui who is good to himself!

Thinking of the second young master, a smile appeared on Qiu Shui'er's face.

It's a pity that he married the second young grandmother Ding Shujiao! Although, she was smart enough to see that the second young master didn't like the second young grandmother, but she was the second young grandmother after all! And the second young master was good to him on the surface, but he never showed the slightest intention of marrying her as a second room.

Perhaps, this is fate!

Thinking of this, Qiu Shui'er sighed deeply.

I don't know if it was the deterrence of the cats or the vigilance of the whole house, but on the fourth day, no signs of rat activity were found, and no dead rats appeared outside the door of the second wife.

Day 5, Day 6, Day 7...

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Everything is peaceful.

The Meng Mansion finally breathed a sigh of relief.

On this day, at dusk, it was dark early.

He Qingping leaned on the head of the bed, took the white fungus wolfberry soup sent by Qiu Shui'er, gently stirred it a few times with a small spoon, looked at the white white fungus in the bowl, and the red wolfberry, and was stunned.

The death of rats a few days ago scared her out, but fortunately, the arrival of a few cats quickly put an end to the rat infestation, but new problems arose. The cats were in their youth, and the constant meowing of cats at night made it even more difficult for her to sleep. Recently, she has often felt nauseous, palpitated, occasionally accompanied by abdominal pain, and has no appetite for anything.

Qiu Shui'er on the side said, "Second wife, what's wrong?" Drink it! If you don't drink it again, it'll be cold! It's cold, but it doesn't taste good! ”

"Can't drink it!" He Qingping said lightly.

"If you can't drink it, you have to drink it! The old man instructed that every day to ensure that the second wife's body needs, red dates, lotus seeds, ginseng, white fungus, deer antlers, and meat are indispensable! White fungus wolfberry with quail eggs, which was also a nourishing treasure in the court in the past! I asked people to cook some for the second wife! ”

"Make up for it every day! I want to vomit when I make up for it! I can't even drink this bowl, why do I do so much! ”

"What then?"

He Qingping scooped a spoonful of soup, put it in her mouth, tasted it slowly, thought about it and said, "Well, with sugar in it, it tastes really good!" Otherwise, you can send the rest of the soup in the pot to the second young grandmother! Let's just say, let the second young grandmother also make up for her body! ”

mentioned the second young grandmother, Qiu Shui'er was unhappy.

"This is what the master specially ordered the second wife to drink! What is she going to make up! ”

He Qingping put down the bowl and gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk handkerchief.

"You girl, why are there so many words! If you are asked to send it, you will send it! ”

Walking on the road with a soup, Qiu Shui'er's footsteps stopped.

The second young master obviously loves himself! She thought about the slightest wisp when she and the second young master were secretly together, and the second young master inserted a golden hairpin for her, and gave her a pair of beautiful jade bracelets, and repeatedly told not to let others know.

Can their love only be so sneaky?

Is it that he doesn't really love himself? If the second young master really loves himself, he should tell the master and the wives! And it won't be so quiet!

It's surprisingly quiet!

On the right and behind are tall courtyard walls, and the dense branches on the left obscure the afterglow of the setting sun, and there is only a tight dimness as far as the eye can see. Qiu Shui'er looked around, lifted the lid of the bowl, and spat into the warm and sweet white fungus wolfberry soup that was still steaming.

The second wife said that she should tell the second young grandmother that this thing can sleep peacefully, nourish the skin, replenish qi, and strengthen the heart!

A sneer tugged at the corner of her mouth.

When Ding Shujiao got home, it was very late.

Pushing open the door, Meng Jiagui was sitting at the table, tilting his head, chewing a piece of pig's head meat in his hand with taste, the five fingers of his right hand rhythmically tapped the wooden tabletop, humming a song in his mouth, looking leisurely and complacent, next to a cup of old white dry, overflowing with the fragrance of wine.

He Qingping's girl Qiu Shui'er sat next to him, listening with a smile.

Seeing Ding Shujiao coming in, Qiu Shui'er instantly became serious, got up and said, "The second young grandmother is back!" ”

This scene made Ding Shujiao a little surprised.

"Hmmm! You are the second wife's personal girl, not waiting in the second wife's room, why are you in my room? ”

Qiu Shui'er raised her head and said, "The second wife ordered, I came to deliver soup to the second young grandmother!" As she spoke, she pointed to the celadon bowl with the lid on the corner of the table, and continued: "This is specially made by the second wife for the second young grandmother!" The second wife also asked me to tell the second young grandmother that this is made of high-quality white fungus and wolfberry, with quail eggs, rock sugar, and red dates added to it! This thing can sleep peacefully, nourish the skin, and replenish

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Anger and strengthening! Be sure to drink more! ”

Hearing this, Ding Shujiao's face softened.

"Got it! Go back and thank the second wife for me! ”

"The slave knows!"

"Hmmm! Go back! ”

Qiu Shui'er glanced at Meng Jiagui, turned around and went out.

Meng Jiagui's gaze moved back to Ding Shujiao with Qiu Shui'er's departure, he looked at Ding Shujiao fixedly for a while, and then continued to nibble on the pig's head meat in his hand.

Thinking of his performance in front of the lord and wives, Ding Shujiao felt unhappy, she glanced at Meng Jiagui without a good face, and walked straight to the back room.

"Come here! Accompany... Father... Ahh ”

After drinking, Meng Jiagui's tongue was a little unfavorable.

Ding Shujiao snorted and stopped.

Meng Jiagui got up and dragged Ding Shujiao onto the seat, poked his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head to her ear and said stiffly: "I haven't seen what kind of girl!" Don't come with me to this set! ”

Seeing that Ding Shujiao still didn't speak, Meng Jiagui grabbed the back of her neck with one hand, so that she had to tilt her head, Meng Jiagui picked up the wine cup with one hand, poured the wine through the gap in her closed mouth, let go of his hand, and threw the wine cup on the table hatefully.

Ding Shujiao was choked and coughed dryly.

Meng Jiagui didn't speak, his elbow was on the table, and he filled himself with wine, he held the wine cup, walked over, pinched Ding Shujiao's chin, and suddenly smiled.

"Don't say it, I just like to see you look so energetic!"

After that, he drank all the wine in his hand, poured another cup in his hand, took it and handed it to Ding Shujiao, and said with some slurred words: "Drink it!" ”

"Don't drink it!"

Seeing that Ding Shujiao didn't move for a long time, Meng Jiagui didn't bother to persuade him, so he simply raised his head and poured the wine into his stomach.

"My mother, you don't know, she actually wants to hug a grandson, what are you angry with her! Over.. Over.. Come here! Accompany the master to drink another cup.. ”

"Don't call me a lord!"

"Good, good! Daughter-in-law! Don't say that, don't say that! ”

The wine stimulated Ding Shujiao, she didn't like Meng Jiagui to drink the most, and the smell of wine in her mouth made her extremely disgusted.

Ding Shujiao's face was expressionless, Meng Jiagui didn't care, put down the wine cup, and ate the meat by himself.

The braised pork head meat looks colored, and the smell is full of attractive aroma. Meng Jiagui's mouth is a well of bubbling saliva, one on the left, one on the right, the oil oozing out from between his teeth, it seems that it is not enough, and he picked another piece of cartilage, "squeak, squeak" and chewed.

Full of wine and food, Meng Jiagui was very satisfied. He picked a bamboo stick and shaved his teeth, and when he saw that Ding Shujiao was still standing still, he got up and walked over, put his head under Ding Shujiao's eyelids, rolled his eyes upward, and said softly: "What can you do when you are half-born?" My mother is still my mother! You're not still my daughter-in-law! ”

"What about her?"

"Who?"

"That girl! When I walked in, I saw you two eyebrows! I'm so happy! ”

"I thought something was going on!" Meng Jiagui's tone was full of disdain, and said, "It's just a girl!" Besides, as long as the young master is happy! I can do whatever I love! But, she! Young master, I really didn't take it seriously! ”

"Really?"

"That's still fake!"

After eating a lot of meat and feeling a little greasy, Meng Jiagui picked up the bowl of white fungus wolfberry soup from the table.

"This should also relieve greasyness, right? I'll drink it! ”

Without waiting for Ding Shujiao to speak, three mouthfuls and two bites, a small bowl of soup had already been eaten, Meng Jiagui wiped his mouth, looked up at Ding Shujiao, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "The soup made by the second wife tastes really good!" ”

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