Mrs. Xiao Zhao shook Old Mrs. Qian hard and said angrily: "Why do you want to break off the engagement? Let me ask you, old Qian woman, why do you want to break off the engagement?"
The furious Mrs. Zhao was like a roaring tigress, wanting to tear Mrs. Qian apart.
The marriage with the Marquis of Weiyuan was a good marriage that was hard to find even with a lantern.
Shi Jingyang is still the person He'er cares about. How much effort did He'er put into getting closer to Shi Jingyang?
As a mother-in-law, her heart aches when she sees this.
This old immortal has a marriage contract between the two palaces in her hand. If she didn't give the marriage contract to He'er in order to let that bitch marry into the Weiyuan Marquis Palace, she would feel better.
Now the little bitch was unwilling to marry into the Weiyuan Hou Mansion, and the old man was unwilling to give the engagement to He'er, so she broke the engagement.
"You immortal thing, do you know that He'er is very fond of Prince Shi, and for the sake of Prince Shi, he doesn't want to eat or drink all day long.
You broke the engagement, why did you break it? Oh, why did you break it? Who allowed you to break it?"
Mrs. Qian was shaken dizzy by Mrs. Zhao and wanted to struggle to resist. However, due to the disparity in strength, Mrs. Qian was unable to resist at all.
"We, there is a huge gap between us and Weiyuan Hou Mansion, so it is not suitable!"
Mrs. Xiao Zhao wished she could give Mrs. Qian a few slaps, "What a disparity in family status? Idiot, people go to higher places and marry high and marry low. Don't you understand this?"
Who asked you to retreat? Damn old woman, you are really partial! You only have eyes for that little bitch.
I have tolerated you for a long time! Do you know that Sister He and Sister Lei are also your granddaughters, and you should treat a bowl of water equally, so why do you favor one over the other? Why? "
Mrs. Zhao let go of Mrs. Qian, and the room started spinning in anger.
"You old godly woman, you ruined such a good marriage. I'm so angry! I'm the head wife of Ning Mansion. Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? You quietly canceled the engagement alone.
Yes, you are really good!"
Mrs. Xiao Zhao kept chattering in circles while scolding Mrs. Qian. The more she scolded, the angrier she became. She rushed to Mrs. Qian in a few steps, grabbed the skirt of Mrs. Qian's clothes again, pulled it up, and said angrily: "I don't care."
What method do you use to go to Weiyuan Marquis Mansion to renew the engagement? I want to marry He'er there."
Mrs. Qian shook her head and said: "It's useless. The engagement has been broken. It was broken in front of Mrs. Hou. This marriage is gone."
Mrs. Zhao pushed hard, turned around, grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it to the ground.
Mrs. Qian fell down in the chair and watched Mrs. Zhao frantically smashing things in the room.
Yueniang heard the movement in the house, opened the door and looked inside. Seeing the frantic little Mrs. Zhao, she screamed in fear: "Old Madam!"
"Get out!" Mrs. Zhao pointed her finger at Yue Niang and shouted angrily.
Yueniang looked at Mrs. Qian worriedly, and Mrs. Qian waved her hand. "Get out!"
Yue Niang hesitated for a moment, and finally closed the door silently.
Mrs. Xiao Zhao turned to look at Mrs. Qian, "Old man, I don't care what you write or not. I am Sister Wei's mother, and I will be in charge of Sister Wei's marriage."
Mrs. Qian picked up the Buddhist beads on the ground, shook her head and said, "Impossible! As long as I'm here, it's not your turn to make the decision."
"Are you here? Huh, what if you die?" Mrs. Zhao said contemptuously.
Mrs. Qian looked at Mrs. Zhao in disbelief, "You..."
Mrs. Zhao raised her chin and said, "What's wrong with me? Do you think I don't dare to attack you?"
Mrs. Qian saw determination and ruthlessness in Mrs. Xiao Zhao's eyes, "After I die, Guangyan will have to keep Ding You's filial piety, and you will also have to keep your filial piety."
Mrs. Xiao Zhao sneered and said: "Thank you for reminding me! If you die, I and I will have to observe filial piety. What if you are worse off than dead and just hang on for a breath? Do I no longer have to observe filial piety?"
Mrs. Qian calmed down and said, "That's useless. The document clearly states that if I die early or become stupid, Brother Yu and Sister Wei will make their own decisions, and Guangyan is not allowed to interfere.
Guangyan can't be their father, let alone theirs. You've made a lot of noise and quarrels today, so go back and don't come back again in the future."
"Old Qianpo, are you trying to force me to take action?" Mrs. Zhao asked, staring at Mrs. Qian.
Mrs. Qian lowered her eyes to look at the beads and stopped talking to her.
Mrs. Xiao Zhao couldn't get a response from Mrs. Qian, so she stepped forward and walked to Mrs. Qian, lowered her head, and said to Mrs. Qian with a stern face: "If you have the ability, let Brother Yu and Mrs.
Sister Wei, never go out.
Otherwise, there is no guarantee that they will encounter an accident one day! It will make you miserable! You will regret it!"
Mrs. Qian's heart tightened. She knew that Zhao Jinxiu was not speaking harshly. This woman could do what she said.
Mrs. Qian lowered her eyes calmly and ignored her. Her hand holding the beads tightly betrayed her inner nervousness.
Mrs. Qian's indifferent attitude angered Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao grabbed the Buddhist beads in Mrs. Qian's hand and smashed them to the ground.
Then there was another burst of smashing. Mrs. Qian's hands were trembling, her chest was rising and falling slightly, her eyes were lowered, looking at the beads scattered on the ground, and she was moving her lips slightly to recite the Heart Sutra softly.
Mrs. Xiao Zhao smashed everything in the house that could be smashed, then jumped on her feet and greeted Mrs. Qian and the eighteen generations of Ning family ancestors before walking away.
After Mrs. Zhao went out, Yue Niang quickly walked into the house and asked worriedly: "Old Madam, are you okay?"
Mrs. Qian looked at the messy house, sighed slightly and said, "Nothing! Let them clean up."
Seeing that Mrs. Qian was fine, Yue Niang felt relieved. She turned around and ordered: "Clean the house."
Mrs. Qian put her hands on the table and wanted to stand up.
Yue Niang hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her and warned: "Old madam, slow down!"
Mrs. Qian waved her hand and said, "Let's go and sit with Brother Yu at his place."
"Okay!" Yueniang turned around and picked up Mrs. Qian's crutch and handed it over.
Mrs. Qian took the crutches and was accompanied by Yue Niang to the outer courtyard. Yue Niang looked sideways at Mrs. Qian several times, but hesitated to speak.
Mrs. Qian said: "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Yue Niang said: "Old madam, madam...she won't really attack the second master and the eldest lady, right?"
Mrs. Qian sighed, "Isn't it too early for her to do anything to them?"
Yueniang didn't live in Ning Mansion and didn't know much about Mrs. Zhao, so she asked: "Madam, did she really attack the eldest lady and the second master?"
Mrs. Qian sighed and said, "Oh! What an injustice. In the past, we only did it secretly, but now we do it blatantly."
"The second master and the eldest young lady are also the master's flesh and blood, so the master doesn't care about it? Do you want Mrs. Ren to do whatever you want?"
Speaking of her son, Mrs. Qian said angrily: "He is a careless person. What can we expect from him? As long as he has some integrity in his heart, how can he let that woman do whatever he wants?"
