The residence of Song Mingzhi, the prefect of Guangzhou, was decorated with lights and colorful decorations today. The servants were in a hurry, and there was an endless stream of vehicles coming and going from the gate of Song Mansion.

Aunt He, who had just given birth, sat in front of the peepshow and looked at her face carefully. She worriedly asked the nanny standing beside her: "Mother Qin, have I gained weight?"

Nanny Qin on the side dipped a comb in osmanthus oil and carefully combed her black and shiny hair. She said with a smile on her face: "No way! Madam, this is a blessing! Who from all over the country would not say that my aunt is very lucky! Don't look at the master.

There is a big banquet for the young master and the young lady. How many guests have come today! What did the master say when Aunt Chun and Aunt Qiu gave birth to the child? It’s not because our master loves you!"

Aunt He smiled sweetly when she heard this. Also, the third lady and the fifth young master in the family were both born in Guangzhou. At that time, Fourth Master Song had just come to Guangzhou to be the prefect for a year, and she was still in the boudoir at that time.

She didn't even hear a sound, but today she held a banquet for her twins. Wasn't it because she cared about her?

Seeing her young lady's shy smile, Grandma Qin continued to say pleasant words: "Now in our house, you are the eldest, with no in-laws, no sisters-in-law, no sisters-in-law, and Aunt Chun and Aunt Qiu are in front of you.

You can't even breathe! You see, early in the morning, Aunt Chun and Aunt Qiu sent people to send congratulatory gifts!"

Aunt He snorted and said disdainfully: "What can those two cheap maids bring?"

Nanny Qin immediately showed two gifts to Aunt He, one was a jade bracelet of excellent quality, and the other was a baby bellyband that was indeed embroidered with average workmanship.

Aunt He snorted, leaving the bellyband still on the ground, hanging it from the corner of her mouth, and said coldly: "Who gave this to me? This is to send a beggar!"

The girl Huamei on the side immediately stepped on the bellyband: "Who else could it be, that Aunt Chun who cries all day long?"

"That fool, the monks and Taoists defrauded her of all her money. I think the third sister is unlucky. Neither the Buddha nor the Lord wants to care about her. She has recently fallen in love with a foreign Taoist priest. She went to that place early this morning.

What's the name... of the church? He went to worship foreign gods instead." Another girl, Dujuan, said sarcastically.

Aunt He smiled, dipped her hands in rose water and let Nanny Qin massage her. She lowered her long eyelashes, glanced at her white and tender hands, and sighed: "That third sister, I

It looks like a disaster. I spend so much money on medicine every year, but there is no improvement. Hey - that girl must have been sick again last night. Mother Qin, please send me some bird's nests to Bi later.

Green Pavilion."

"Old slave, please obey, our wife is a kind-hearted person." Nanny Qin praised.

When Aunt He heard her call her Madam, she felt something in her heart. She was the legitimate daughter of the He family, but she was sent by her parents to be a concubine for Fourth Master Song. Fortunately, Mrs. Zhengtou stayed in the capital for the education of her three sons.

, the remaining two aunts have intercourse and given birth to children, and the deed of prostitution is still in the hands of Mrs. Jingcheng. To put it bluntly, they are still slaves, how can they be compared with me!

In the southern suburbs, one mile away from the Mazu Temple in Baiyun Mountain, there is an abandoned Earth Temple. The original Earth God has long since disappeared, but instead there is a cross with a naked man hanging on it. Look

He was so red-faced that he was forced to wear a piece of burlap. The nearby villagers didn't even bother to come over. It was so demeaning and unbecoming!

The curly-haired and bearded missionary, Father Ai, was wearing a patched black robe and led Aunt Chun to kneel in front of the cross to pray. After praying, he would go to the yard to plant potatoes and corn.

His cheeks were sunken and his complexion was sallow, and he looked a bit more miserable than the fisherman. If it hadn't been for this female believer, he would have really run out of food this month.

He has been here for almost fifteen years, and there are basically no obstacles to communicating at noon. However, there are still only a few believers. The incense from the Mazu temple next door can float half a kilometer away. Father Ai doesn't know why this land is so special.

People just don't believe in God.

After Aunt Chun prayed with the foreign Taoist priest, her tears were still falling. Father Ai comforted her and said that everything was God's arrangement. As long as she firmly believed in God and insisted on praying every day, her daughter would definitely be saved.

Aunt Chun thanked the foreign Taoist priest, threw a few pieces of silver into the merit box, and was about to leave with her daughter in her arms. Suddenly she heard the three-year-old baby who was seriously ill mutter: "What the hell!"

Ah, novels kill people.

Why did she believe her best friend's evil deeds and open this book of rebirth and comfort? Now she is happy too. Look, where did she wear it?

Two years ago, she was passed into the belly of this Tongfang named Chunhe, and she was born prematurely for some reason. As a result, she was born as a sick child. Her soul would leave the body from time to time. As soon as the soul left the body, the child would have fever and convulsions.

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The doctors said she wouldn't survive. Aunt Chun probably suffered from postpartum depression. She cried and cried all day long. Then she started to engage in superstition and used her limited savings to pray to gods and Buddhas everywhere. Now she has found this place that no one cares about.

In the ruined church.

That priest was probably a doctor with some Western medical skills. Anyway, one of them actually woke her up from a coma. From then on, Aunt Chun had no doubt about this Father Ai.

In the past two years, she has suffered from the torture of her soul leaving the body from time to time, and she was in an unconscious state most of the time. Until today, she was slightly awake. Listening to the priest's nonsense, as an atheist, she just wanted to say one word: "Bah!"

"Ah! Yue'er! Yue'er! You, did you speak just now? You, what did you say? Call me mother, please call me mother, okay?"

"Huh." The baby girl sighed arrogantly. She just wanted to give this stupid woman a blank look, so she closed her eyes and didn't bother to respond.

This Aunt Chun is only eighteen years old, and she still looks like an adolescent girl, but she can't say "Niang" out loud.

But Aunt Chun was so happy. No matter what, her sister did speak just now! She immediately knelt down and kowtowed heavily to the statue of Jesus. Her forehead was bruised, and she also threw all the money on her body into it.

It went into the merit box.

Sure, Song Qingyue shook her head secretly. She shouldn't have opened her eyes. Look, she lost her money again!

After returning to Song Mansion from Baiyun Mountain, Aunt Chun was so happy that she went to find Fourth Master Song and tell her that Third Sister could finally speak!

Fourth Master Song from Moshan Hall was receiving guests in the study. A large group of guards stood at the door, blocking Aunt Chun from entering.

But Aunt Chun didn't know why she went crazy. She probably had been depressed for too long, and her brain was a little abnormal. She started shouting at the study door: "Master! Fourth Master! Come and take a look."

Sister! She finally spoke! It's true! Chunhe didn't lie to you! Would you like to come over and see Third Sister? Fourth Master!"
Chapter completed!