Mrs. Jiang was so frightened that she took a few steps back, screamed, stepped on the air and fell. Before she could grab anything, she suddenly sat up from the couch, only to realize that it was a dream. She touched her forehead, and her forehead was covered with blood.
Breaking into a cold sweat, Jia's mother was awakened by her movement and quickly came forward to support her.
Mrs. Jiang stroked her heart and thought carefully about the dream just now, and then she remembered that the woman who appeared at the end was Aunt Shao! When she thought about the figure she saw during the day, she also felt that she looked very similar to Aunt Shao.
Mother Jia put a piece of clothing on her and said in a low voice:
"Ma'am, is this a dream? It's okay, just wake up."
Mrs. Jiang held her hand and said nothing. She calmed down for a while and then said:
"Where is Aunt Shao's tomb? Let someone go and take a look. After all, she was given birth and raised. If there is any problem, repair it."
Mother Jia was stunned. She thought for a while before she remembered who Aunt Shao was. She had been dead for so many years and had never mentioned her. She thought that the dream she had today was related to Aunt Shao, so she remembered her. Mother Jia
He said nothing and just responded in a low voice. He poured another glass of hot water for Mrs. Jiang, who took a sip and pushed it over.
She lay down for a while, but she couldn't fall asleep that night. Mrs. Jiang was tossing and turning on the couch, her mind was in a mess. After a while, it really started raining outside, and it made Mrs. Jiang even more irritable.
She remembered that day more than ten years ago, it was also a rainy day, but the weather was very hot at that time, and the rain could not stop the cicadas on the tree, and they screamed for joy. She was so happy just now that she couldn't control anything.
Unable to eat, she vomited to the point of vomiting, but as soon as the Duke came, Aunt Shao looked pitiful.
She was the one who felt uncomfortable. She was the one who gave birth to this man's child now, but they could flirt with each other under her eyes. Do they think she was a dead person? Her stomach was churning, and she felt even more sick.
My aunt, do you dare to dominate her during her pregnancy?
Okay, since you want to pretend to be pitiful, then I will let you know what it is to be really pitiful! It’s hot and I need to put ice in the house. Who will carry the huge ice cubes? Aunt Shao will go; I need to make mung bean soup to calm the fire.
, Who is going to watch the stove fire? Aunt Shao goes; the cicadas are noisy under the sun and people are upset, who is going to catch up? Aunt Shao goes...
She saw that she had peeled off a layer of skin from the torment, and the back of her neck was tanned and white. But even so, she still heard the servants report that the Duke of Guo had gone to her room.
At that moment, her heart trembled with hatred. Men have no heart. She made plans for him to seize the position of the crown prince, and used all the influence of her family for him. But what about him? This is how he treated her, in his eyes and in his heart.
He was a humble slave who placed her on the altar table with fine treasures but was unwilling to give her any of his heart!
Early the next morning, the heat wave in the dog days of summer was still there, and Aunt Shao came to her room early to stand still. She looked down at her and sent her to take the newly delivered watermelons to the well and splash them with water. In the evening,
Then he asked her to take out the melon.
Mrs. Jiang felt that she was really possessed by a demon, so she sent everyone out by accident. She quietly followed her and watched as she stood at the edge of the well, leaned over and picked up a rope from the well mouth, and pulled the rope out with all her strength.
Pull it out of the well.
One by one, Mrs. Jiang watched her movements, and she gently approached her little by little. Her figure was indeed graceful and graceful, even her movements of dragging the rope from the well were graceful.
Mrs. Jiang sneered in her heart. It was such a beauty that it took away the husband who should have belonged to her completely. It was such a beauty that made her heartache.
There was an exclamation, followed by a pop, and someone fell into the well. Mrs. Jiang looked at her hands. She was confused for a moment. What happened? Is it her? Where did Aunt Shao go?
A shoe embroidered with orchids fell by the well. She stared at the shoe for a while, then suddenly felt her stomach churning violently, and hurried to her room.