When Mrs. Dong saw Yang Mo coming out of the consulting room, she immediately greeted her, "Grandma Shi, how is it inside?"
After keeping watch all night, Mrs. Dong was anxious and tired, and she was in a daze. Sitting here, she kept thinking about Dong Zhao's childhood, and they said that mother and son are connected. She always felt that this was not a good sign.
Yang Mo took Mrs. Dong's hand and went into the room to sit down. "The prince just fell asleep and his pulse seems to be fine."
Mrs. Dong's whole body trembled. Yang Mo hurriedly took the hand stove from Mei Xiang and put it into Mrs. Dong's arms. "Madam, please take care of yourself. The prince is well and I need my wife to take care of me. I'll have someone clean up the inner room. Madam, go
Take a break."
Mrs. Dong raised her head and looked at her daughter-in-law who came to serve her. Grandma Shi saved Zhao'er and didn't forget to take care of her. They didn't know how to repay this kindness.
"No wonder..." Mrs. Dong almost blurted out, but immediately covered it up, "No wonder Mr. Zhou asked to marry Grandma Shi no matter what. Grandma Shi is really a good person that is hard to find in the world. Grandma Shi treated the Dong family like this, which makes me unable to hold my head up.
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There are no secrets in Beijing. Their family had been so guarded against the Yang family. It was impossible for the Yang family not to know about it. After all, they were really ridiculous. Zhao'er said that he wanted to marry Yang.
Thanks to the Dong family, I moved out of the Chang family. Now think about it...
What is Master Zhou’s identity? He has tried so hard to marry the Yang family, so how could the Yang family rely on the Dong family...
They are just housewives, and only those who marry can gain wealth and wealth, but Yang has gained the trust of so many people on her own, and even the judges from Tai Hospital came to the Yang family to help.
Mrs. Zhou was in Beijing on Wednesday, setting up a porridge shed and building a golden body for the Bodhisattva, and she did all the good deeds. However, the talk in the streets of Beijing was that Yang and his people were building a Yang Le Hall along the road from Baoding to Beijing.
Such a big thing was accomplished at once by Yang.
No matter where Yang goes now, there are people waiting to hear Yang's arrangements.
Yang Mo went out to take care of Dong Zhao and General Fan. Mrs. Dong couldn't sleep and had to be helped to walk in the courtyard. As soon as she walked out of the courtyard, she found lanterns everywhere.
After a second look, I realized it was a man holding a lantern standing there.
I didn't feel it at home, but I was shocked when I came out. There are so many people helping me. No matter how noble a family is, they may not be able to hire so many doctors to diagnose the disease. Even if so many people come, they may not spend all their money.
With all your strength.
Mrs. Dong stopped the young doctor who was coming and going, "What are you going to do?"
The young doctor immediately said: "Help Baohetang make medicine. Baohetang's medicine is not enough to save people. Wine shops in Beijing and medicine shops with medicine refining furnaces all came to help. Grandma Shi couldn't get away, so she threw the things away.
Everyone moved here, and Grandma Shi watched everyone make medicine while treating the disease."
It turns out that this is the case. Seeing so many people talking with their heads down and wanting to help make the medicine, Mrs. Dong's trembling body suddenly stopped shaking.
She shouldn't be afraid. With so many people trying to save Zhao'er, she should become strong, cause less trouble to Grandma Shi, and have fewer people take care of her. She should do what she can do.
Mrs. Dong thought about it and looked at her mother beside her, "Everyone hasn't eaten yet, right?"
The mother in charge immediately said: "Madam, are you hungry? Grandma Shi has already ordered the food to be prepared and it will be delivered shortly."
"With so many people here," Mrs. Dong looked around, "How can the Yang family prepare so many meals? Why don't we go over and help."
The mother in charge was startled. Are you here to help with cooking?
Mrs. Dong said: "Let's go over and take a look. If you can help, please extend your hand."
The steward's mother responded and hurriedly helped Mrs. Dong to the backyard. The Yang family's ancestral house was very large, and many places had not yet been cleaned up. Now only the small kitchen in the east courtyard and the large kitchen in the front were open. Yang Mingshi and Aunt Lu were letting the cook
Make as many meals as possible.
It's been a long time since so many people came to the Yang family, and manpower suddenly became tense.
Aunt Lu was busy making arrangements and raised her head to see Mrs. Dong, and hurriedly came over to greet her, "Why are you here, Madam?"
Mrs. Dong forced a relaxed expression, "I don't have any business ahead of me, so I just thought about whether I could be of help here. I've had a long night over there, so I have to prepare some food."
Aunt Lu couldn't help but blush, "I think so too, but there are not enough manpower."
"There are quite a few female relatives in the house, and all of them have been middle-class servants. It's easy to prepare some food," Mrs. Dong said, paused, "I can't say anything else, I can do these things on weekdays.
I have nothing to do at home, I often prepare some banquets."
Aunt Lu wanted to persuade Mrs. Dong to rest, but she couldn't persuade her and had to go to the kitchen with Mrs. Dong.
Mrs. Fan and several female relatives also came to help.
"Grandma Shi hasn't had a meal since she came back, right?"
Aunt Lu frowned, "I just ate some casually. I thought my body would not be able to bear it. I was about to ask the cook to make some noodles for Molan and Mr. Ji to eat."
Mrs. Dong looked at the white noodles prepared by the cook and said, "Grandma Ten likes to eat noodles? How about I make them? My parents' family is in Yangzhou, and I often make Yangchun noodles at home."
Hot Yangchun noodles are also Zhao'er's favorite.
Mrs. Dong cut the noodles and put them into the pot, but refused to let the mother in charge help her until the noodles were put into the bowl.
Zhao'er woke up soon and saw that her mother made this bowl of noodles very beautifully today. Mrs. Dong raised her head and looked at Aunt Lu, "Why do I feel that these noodles today are the best ones I made."
Looking at Mrs. Dong's pale lips, Aunt Lu's eyes seemed to be hit by hot air, and she hurriedly turned her head to wipe them with her sleeves.
Mrs. Fan quickly advised Mrs. Dong, "This is a good sign..."
As soon as Mrs. Fan finished speaking, a servant came over to send a message, "Grandma Shi asked me to tell my wife that the prince is getting better."
Mrs. Dong couldn't care about anything else and immediately ran out of the kitchen and ran directly to the east courtyard.
After entering the house, Mrs. Dong saw Dong Zhao.
There were basins of ice water in the room, and Dong Zhao's clothes were already soaked by the water.
Looking at Dong Zhao, who was wrapped in layers of cloth, Mrs. Dong burst into tears. "Zhao'er." She couldn't help but choked up her voice, and her eyes were already red and swollen from crying.
Dong Zhao looked at Mrs. Dong and smiled. He was so pale and weak, but he still showed strength. However, such relaxation and strength made his face even more ugly, which made people feel sad. How much suffering he had suffered.
To be tortured like this.
"Zhao'er, wake up. Look at your mother. She is right next to you."
As long as you wake up, everything will be fine.
my son.
Yang Mo looked at Mrs. Dong, "Madam, don't be impatient, take your time, call the prince's name slowly, the prince can hear you."
Mrs. Dong held her breath and looked at Dong Zhao carefully. Dong Zhao's eyes trembled and he slowly opened them. The bright light made him immediately close his eyes for a few seconds, and then he saw Dong Zhao standing frozen at the side.
Mrs. Dong.
OK OK.
My son opened his eyes.
Okay, he's getting better.
She could also watch him marry and have children, and let him eat the Yangchun noodles she made.
Mrs. Dong turned to look at Yang Mo. She felt her knees weaken and immediately knelt down to Yang Mo. There was no way she could repay this kindness.
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Mrs. Wednesday also broke out in cold sweat on her busy forehead.
Shi Mi was running the porridge shed these days, and she was very tired. In order to cover up what happened to Chen Mi, she had to go to the porridge shed every day to check.
Now there was finally news from Baoding, the battle was finally won, and she could finally take a breath.
Madam Zhou was just thinking about it when her mother in charge came in and said, "Third madam, Madam, please go there. Mr. Liu Ge's wife is here."
Mr. Liu Ge's wife came over at this time and I don't know why.
Mrs. Zhou endured the soreness in her back and asked someone to change clothes and go to the second wife's room.
After opening the curtain and entering the door, Mrs. Wednesday immediately felt the tense atmosphere in the room. Mrs. Friday, who was sitting in the chair, already had a look of panic.
Mrs. Zhou's heart suddenly sank, cold sweat broke out from her back, and the hairs on her face stood up. Mrs. Zhou stepped forward and saluted, "Mom, what's going on?"
The second wife's face was ugly, her lips were pursed tightly, and she didn't care to talk to Mrs. Wednesday and looked directly at Mrs. Liu, "Madam, is this news accurate?"
"It's done, otherwise I wouldn't have come here to inform you," Mrs. Liu said and paused, "Our master has seen the memorial Zhou Shi gave to the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of War presented it to the emperor... The third master has been captured by Zhou Shi
I was convicted and the family members who were with me were executed on the spot. It is still unclear what the third master’s situation is now.”
Rectify the law on the spot.
Hearing these words, Mrs. Zhou's legs and feet went weak, and she felt that her eyes were going dark and her body was shaking.
The mother in charge next to her was startled and immediately stepped forward to help her. Mrs. Zhou was still paralyzed on the ground because of her heavy body. There was a heartbreaking pain in her chest. She ignored the pain and tried to endure it. "What's wrong, Master? Master."
What crime were you convicted of, and why did you have to take the family members you brought there...to be executed on the spot...what happened?"
The room immediately became chaotic, and the servants rushed to help Mrs. Zhou. The second wife also stood up and immediately went to see Mrs. Zhou.
Mrs. Liu turned pale with fright and didn't know what to do.
"Third Madam, are you feeling unwell? Hurry...go and ask the doctor to come over. Go quickly..."
Mrs. Zhou's eyes were red and she still struggled to get up, "Mom, how is the master? Mom..." Then she turned to look at Mrs. Liu, "Mrs. Liu... what news... tell me quickly."
Mrs. Liu didn't know what to say, "If we are all from the clan, how could we be so cruel? What should we do if something goes wrong? There are old and young in this family, and the third lady is still pregnant with one."
There was a buzzing in Mrs. Zhou's ears. She watched Mrs. Liu's lips open and close, close and open again. Then she felt a warmth flowing out from under her body, and the pain in her chest immediately stopped.
"This is...this is..."
"Come quickly, the third lady is... she is about to give birth."
She was only seven months old and was about to give birth in seven months. The second wife was shaking into a ball uncontrollably. The third child became a deserter. If the third daughter-in-law had another miscarriage, the sky in their family would collapse.