Before it was over, Mrs. Mu called Murong over and had a heartfelt conversation.
"You know what happened back then, even if I don't tell you. You have no talent. You can be the wife of a priest only because of the strength of your family. Mother knows that you are very much in love with Gu Yilan, but you have to remember why he married Gu Yilan.
You, your mother’s family is what you rely on..."
Murong was so angry that she vomited blood, but she had no excuse. She couldn't even ask her family for money for medicine.
He simply said openly and honestly: "I don't know how to make calculations at home. I know what's more important than others. I don't know why there is such a misunderstanding."
It's my daughter's unfilial fault to make my parents worry about it, and it's even more my fault to make my brother and sister-in-law unhappy over this matter. That's good, I don't want this money anymore, just treat it as my filial piety to the family."
Mrs. Mu knew that she was dissatisfied, but she had no way to deal with it. She had no choice but to persuade her to have a child as soon as possible and let Gu Yilan keep it: "No matter what, even if it is born to someone else, leave the mother and keep the child, and you can take it over and raise it.
It’s the same thing.”
But I don't want to stir up a hornet's nest again.
Murong cried loudly: "How do you know that I can't give birth to a child? If others bury me, you bury me too..."
He didn't even eat anything and left crying.
It made Mrs. Mu feel sad and felt that she had hurt her daughter's heart.
When Mrs. Mu Da heard about it, she snorted coldly: "I just took the opportunity to have an attack. Just watch, the old lady feels sorry for her again and sends someone to coax her. Once she is coaxed, this matter will be over."
Mu Yao said: "Why do you care about her? My uncle always has one day."
Until that day, it will be her world!
Sure enough, as Mrs. Mu had expected, Mrs. Mu softened after being hard for two days, and sent someone to take Murong home to have dinner, watch a movie or something.
Of course Murong couldn't hold on, Mrs. Mu was simply ill.
Master Mu had to go out in person to fetch Murong.
It happened that Gu Yilan was at home and she was invited. The whole family looked at the Buddha instead of the monk. They held Murong and his wife in their arms like stars holding the moon.
Murong also changed her previous domineering attitude and pretended to be kind and gentle, and everyone quickly reconciled.
However, this incident has always left a mark in the hearts of the family, and everyone is unhappy. They always feel that the other party is plotting against them all the time, and the family has been suffering big losses.
At this time, the news of Meng Jia's return to Beijing spread throughout the capital.
Everyone was waiting for the little bully to come out and make news, but he quietly followed Master Meng to the army without even making a splash.
Murong was worried, fearing that the Meng family would come to trouble her.
But there was no movement from the Meng family, as if they didn't even know she was related to that matter.
She gradually let go of her heart.
After all, she only asked her men to complete the task and did not ask them to attack Meng Jia.
And wasn't it said that everyone was dead? They didn't even dare to vomit her out.
It's just a pity that I don't know whether Zhao Hongru is alive or dead.
But it doesn’t matter, isn’t there another Mu Yunhan?
As long as it is used properly, it is a powerful tool.
Murong looked at the paintings made by Mu Yao and raised the corners of her lips, "Little girl, you are too young to understand that the world is not incapable of surviving without anyone."
Everyone is replaceable and no one is unique.
"Come here." She summoned her servants majestically: "Find a way to contact that Mu Yunhan and convey my good intentions. Send someone to give Jixiang some food, and just say it was from me."