"The slave doesn't know, it seems that the old lady wants to beat the eldest lady herself."

On the way to Mrs. Su's yard, Su Muge couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The Zhao family spent very little time in the Peach Blossom Courtyard during this time, and sometimes they had to wait by Su Lun's side at night, and when Su Muge got the news that Mrs. Su was going to punish the Zhao family, the Zhao family was already kneeling in the courtyard.

"Dare to instigate my son to rob my precious grandchild, I tell you, one day when my wife is here, this grandson is mine, you hen who lays eggs, don't think that you have much credit, believe it or not, I let my son divorce you!"

As soon as Su Muge walked outside the courtyard, he heard a vulgar scolding sound from Mrs. Su's mouth, and Zhao knelt in the courtyard, Su Lun stood aside and wanted to step forward to stop him, but he was afraid that he would hurt Mrs. Su, so he could only watch Mrs. Su slap Zhao in the face one by one.

The maids and ladies in the courtyard just stood and watched the play, and even Su Lun's concubine, who didn't dare to hang in front of him all the year round, stood aside with two concubines at this time.

Su Muge immediately sank his face and pulled Zhao up, blocking Old Madam Su's fallen hand.

"Grandmother, what is this doing!"

Old Madam Su's hand was grabbed by Su Muge, and she became even angrier for a while. "You money-loser dare to stop me!"

Su Lun saw that the more Mrs. Su scolded her, the more ugly she became, just like those vulgar village women in the countryside, she glanced at the people around her and cleared out all the irrelevant people.

"Mother, you beat and scolded, you should be angry, but don't be angry with your body."

"Yes, old lady, don't be angry, Madam is also worried about the little master, not disrespectful to you." Haitang also stepped forward to help Mrs. Su.

Old Madam Su had already calmed down, but when she heard her words, she was about to jump up again. "What do you mean by worrying about the little master, can I still treat my good grandson badly!?"

"No, no, Madame definitely didn't mean that." Haitang was a little annoyed that she had said the wrong thing, and glanced at Su Muge apologetically, and Su Muge glanced at her coldly.

The plum blossoms ran forward and helped Zhao up, and their eyes were red when they saw Zhao's face red and swollen from being beaten by Mrs. Su.

"The old lady is not good, the little master vomited, and spit out all the rice milk he ate today." The nurse ran out of the house in a panic and shouted.

When Mrs. Su heard this, she couldn't care about anything else, so she turned around and ran into the house.

Zhao also remembered that he couldn't.

"Mo'er, my Mo'er."

Su Muge also followed quickly.

Xiao Wenmo was choked with crying when he was held in the arms of the maid, and he vomited everything he ate today.

"Why are you still stunned, go and ask for a doctor, go and ask for a doctor!"

"Mother, Mu Ge knows how to heal, let's let her see it first." Su Lun said in a deep voice.

Old Madam Su didn't think too much about it at this time, and Su Muge took the opportunity to walk over.

Looking at it this time, Xiao Wenmo really ate something that was not easy to digest and had an uncomfortable stomach, but fortunately, the child could still vomit it, otherwise he might not know what would happen!

"I had a problem with my stomach and intestines, and I ate something I shouldn't eat, so I put the little master on the bed."

The maid obediently did so, Su Muge untied the clothes on Xiao Wenmo's body, and gently rubbed several acupuncture points on his body.

Suddenly, Xiao Wenmo began to vomit again.

Su Muge hugged him and patted him on the back, and after he almost vomited, he fed him a little warm water before the little guy calmed down.

"What's wrong with my good grandson? Show me! Old Madam Su wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Su Lun.

He heard it really just now, Su Muge said that Xiao Wenmo had eaten the wrong thing!

"Mother, you're tired too, let's rest first, Mu Ge will be fine in Mo'er, don't clean up quickly, take the little master back and take care of it."

"Yes."

Su Muge didn't look at Mrs. Su, and carefully hugged Xiao Wenmo out of the room.

Her poor brother has been tossed around like this for only a few months after he was born.

"You, where are you taking my grandson, don't leave, return my grandson!"

"Mother, you can rest first, and then you can go to see him when Mo'er is well." Su Lun didn't want Mrs. Su to be a little upset, he didn't understand how his wife became like this.

After everyone left, Mrs. Su was so angry that she stomped her feet in her yard!

"This Zhao family, I originally thought she was an honest person, but now I have learned these fancy intestines to calculate my old wife!" In Mrs. Su's opinion, Xiao Wenmo must be the ghost of the Zhao family, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the things she fed Xiao Wenmo.

Haitang stepped forward to help her and said softly: "Old lady, after all, Madam has been by the master's side for so many years......"

"That's my son, too! Hmph, isn't it just that if you give birth to a son, can't someone else give birth to it! ”

When Haitang heard this, she couldn't help but tighten her hand holding Mrs. Su.

"Hmph, when I take another concubine for my son and give birth to a son, I'll see what she's still a thing!" Old Madam Su said to herself, and after sitting down on the chair, she scolded for a while before stopping.

After Su Muge returned to Peach Blossom Courtyard with Xiao Wenmo in his arms, he stuffed a medicine into his little ass.

The little guy has not had a bowel movement for two days after eating complementary food, and the longer he holds it in his body, the worse it is, so he can only use medicine to expel those dirty things first.

After everything was taken care of, Su Muge asked Yueru to bring hot water again, took a bath for him, and rubbed his hands and feet before putting him back on the bed.

"Mother, don't worry, my brother will be fine tomorrow."

"Is it true that Mo'er is just eating for a while?" The filarial worm incident left a big shadow on the Zhao family.

"Well, I'm sure my brother is fine." Su Muge asked Yueru to take the medicine and give the Zhao family medicine.

Su Lun was completely ignored by Su Muge in the house throughout the whole process, and she was extremely disgusted by Zhao's beating and Su Lun's dry staring on the side.

"Mo'er is fine, you don't have to worry too much." Su Lun saw that the mother and daughter had neglected him, and had to step forward to brush his sense of existence, and he was indeed worried that something would happen to Xiao Wenmo.

"Master, it's not too early, you better go back early to rest, and you have to go to the morning court tomorrow."

Su Lun nodded, feeling a little tired from being made such a fuss by Old Madam Su.

"Okay, you guys should rest early, you don't have to go to your mother's side tomorrow morning, I will send someone to tell your mother."

"Yes."

After Su Muge appeased the Zhao family, he also returned to his house.

After Mrs. Su made a fuss, it was quiet for two days.

The Zhao family also went to her yard to greet her as usual, but Mrs. Su disappeared and drove people away.

Su Muge felt that it was okay to do this, so as not to go in and suffer the anger of the old woman.

It's just that today, the Zhao family and Su Muge had to face Mrs. Su, because of An Shangshu's birthday, they all had to follow Su Lun to Anfu to congratulate him.

Su Muge could have gotten gone, but she was worried that the Zhao family would be calculated, so she could only go along.

Su Muge changed her dress, and followed Yueru and Xinlan out of the door, and Zhao and Xiao Wenmo were already waiting outside the door.

When Su Muge came, Haitang happened to help Mrs. Su over.

"Mother."

Zhao stepped forward to salute, but Mrs. Su snorted, didn't look at her, and was directly helped into the carriage.

Zhao was a little helpless, but seeing Xiao Wenmo, who was held in the arms of the nurse and was safe and sound, he was relieved.

After the group got into the carriage, the carriage drove slowly.

Su Lun and Mrs. Su sat in a carriage, and Zhao and Su Muge sat together.

"I shouldn't have brought your brother out, but now that I'm alone in the house, I can't rest assured."

"There are a lot of people in Anfu after a while, you must not let the little young master leave his hand, and follow me and my wife closely, do you know?" Su Muge looked at the nurse in the car and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, it was the little woman who must have followed Mademoiselle and Madame closely."

The carriage traveled for about two quarters of an hour before it stopped.

Anfu is on the relatively prosperous street in the capital, and when Su Muge and the others arrived, the carriage was already parked outside Anfu.

The birthday of the dignified Shangshu is naturally celebrated by many people.

Su Muge helped Zhao get out of the carriage, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Mrs. An and An Shangshu standing outside the gate of the mansion, beside her was Su Jingwen, who was dressed up, and there were several young ladies and young masters beside her, who should be An Shangshu's grandchildren.

As soon as Su Muge got off the carriage, Su Jingwen saw them.

She raised her chin arrogantly, as if she was the master of Anfu.

When Su Lun approached with them, she glanced at Su Lun with resentment.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law." Su Lun stepped forward and looked very respectful to greet An Shangshu and Mrs. An.

An Shangshu licked his big belly, with a smile on his face, his round face squinted with a smile made him look like a Maitreya Buddha, Su Muge felt that his belly seemed to be bigger than the last time he saw it.

"Well, here you are."

Mrs. An responded without being salty, and even Mrs. Su didn't give a good look.

"Jingwen, what are you still doing in a daze, and you still go in with your father?" An Shangshu glanced at Su Jingwen and spoke.

Su Jingwen received Su Lun's gaze that seemed to have no temperature, and she was willing to go in with him.

"It's rare for Jingwen to be with her cousins, so let them stay longer, come on, invite Master Su in." In the end, it was Mrs. An who kept Su Jingwen.

"That's your sister who is good at healing, how can others not cure that disgusting red spot on her face?"

Su Muge swept away, only to see a woman wearing a silk skirt embroidered with hibiscus flowers looking at her with disdain.

"Ying'er, shut up!" The woman standing beside her in a blue peach blossom bouquet reprimanded in a low voice.

An Ying'er snorted lightly, but didn't speak again.

Su Muge didn't care, and quietly followed Zhao's side.

As soon as they stepped into the threshold, there was a commotion behind them.

"Lord of Ceylon, it's Lord of Ceylon who has arrived!"