Chapter 131 Poor people must have something to hate
Song Qinghuan didn't know what kind of person Du Lianrong was in the Wei family in the past.
But since she wants to stay in the Wei family and stay with Wei Yutang, the Natuo in her belly is the best guarantee.
But today, in order to plot against herself, she did not hesitate to use that piece of meat to win. Even when her clothes were covered with blood, she only remembered Wei Yutang.
Song Qinghuan felt suspicious. She was pregnant with Wei Yutang's child, and the Wei family did not treat her as anything. If she had a miscarriage, the Wei family would treat her even less.
How could she not understand this?
Or is it that there are no children at all, it’s just a show
Song Qinghuan is not that kind of intolerant person. As long as she is decent, it doesn't matter if she turns a blind eye or closes one eye. But like Du Lianrong and Yao Yuechan, the leaders of the White Lotus world tell her she deserves it. Panicked, he stretched out his feet to stir up the muddy water.
Yang's eyes were so angry that she couldn't say anything to Song Qinghuan, so she helped people carry Du Lianrong back to Wei's house.
After all, it was a family scandal, and when Song Qinghuan exposed it, she lost face.
Before leaving, Wei Yutang hesitated to speak to Song Qinghuan. He wanted to say something, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything.
At the end, he said: "I will investigate this matter thoroughly..."
There is nothing else I can say.
Yipinju was closed for most of the day, and because of Du Lianrong, there was a bloody atmosphere everywhere.
The work in the shop was done with neat hands and feet, and they started to tidy up as soon as they entered the elegant room.
Song Qinghuan sat tiredly beside the table, rubbing his temples with both hands, and said displeasedly: "Throw out the bloody couch together."
After saying that, he got up and went to the clean private room next door.
Texue came down from the kitchen, holding a food box in his hand. Seeing that no one was in the house, he closed the doors and windows again, and then took out the contents of the food box.
The dregs of medicine wrapped in oil paper were opened and spread on the table. Tuxue said: "The boy who boiled the medicine was also the boy next to Mr. Wei San. My servant saw that he was very vigilant. He spent a long time before leaving the dregs. Come on soon."
Song Qinghuan responded in response, pulled out a hairpin from his hair, fiddled with the medicinal residue on the oil paper, and frowned.
After a while, he threw the beaded hairpin on the table and asked doubtfully: "Is it true?"
Song Qinghuan thought that because Du Lianrong dared to take her belly so seriously, and colluded with the servants around Wei Yutang to invite Dr. Zhou from Huichun Hall all the way here, she probably wasn't really pregnant.
But this medicine dregs is indeed a prescription for women to clear up their uterus after miscarriage.
Song Qinghuan leaned on the back of his chair. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. He raised his head and asked Texue: "Tell me, what could happen to her if she does this?"
"The child is her only trump card to stay in the Wei family. Now that it is gone, there is no hope of staying in the Wei family."
Texue stood aside and thought about it for a long time, and finally said uncertainly: "Could it be that I don't want that child to be born at all?"
Song Qinghuan sat up straight. If he didn't want it, he couldn't give birth to her, which meant that it might not be Wei Yutang's.
"What the hell is this?" Song Qinghuan shook his head, feeling very bored.
With a wave of his hand, he told Ta Xue: "Get rid of the medicine residue and let's go back to the house."
After saying that, he stood up, but then he remembered something and asked, "Can our medicine residue be disposed of cleanly?"
Texue quickly wrapped up the medicine dregs and put it in the food box as before, saying, "Don't worry, girl, this slave did it very secretly, leaving no traces, and won't let anyone find any flaws."
No matter whether Du Lianrong is really pregnant or not, she must not have a miscarriage here, otherwise she will be blamed for it.
The door of the Wei family has not been given up yet, and she will always marry into the Wei family in the future. No one is talking about it now, but in the future, someone can't bear to make a fuss about it.
Therefore, she asked Texue to change the medicine for Du Lianrong. It would not have any impact on her body, but would only disrupt her pulse.
As soon as the doctor felt the pulse, the pregnancy and miscarriage became a thing of the past.
On this noisy day, Yipinju needed to be cleaned inside and out. Not long after Song Qinghuan returned to Lanyue Pavilion, Xiao Yunshi came over in a hurry.
Seeing that she was fine, his heart suddenly relaxed, but then he asked again: "I heard that Miss Du, whom the Wei family raised, went to Yipinju to cause trouble. Is everything okay?"
Song Qinghuan said: "It's okay, no matter how much trouble she makes, she can't get over it."
Even though she said this, Xiao Yun's brows were furrowed and she didn't dare to feel relieved. She thought about it and said, "This girl is so capable of making trouble, she won't be easy to deal with in the future."
"What do you think about the Wei family's marriage? Do you want it or not?"
"Of course I want it." Song Qinghuan responded, picking up the profits from the two shops these days, and handed them to Xiaoyun: "If she makes trouble like this, I won't want this marriage, wouldn't it be like killing her?"
wish."
"Although Third Brother Wei is a little soft on this matter, he is still a good person after all. He has neither failed me, nor can I fail him."
Then he said: "Mother, this money is for your family. The things in the house that should be repaired should be repaired. The second sister is at the age where she loves to be pretty, so she should make more clothes and jewelry. She can't go out.
Tell others to look down upon us."
The Song family didn't have much money-making business, and all the land in Zhuangzi depended on the weather. There were only a few courtyard shops, and the income was very small.
To support this family, you have to maintain slaves, which requires a lot of money every month. The Song family's house should have been repaired long ago, but it has been delayed until now because there is no money.
The stack of banknotes that Song Qinghuan handed over was at least a thousand taels, so Xiao Yun was not moved.
But when he thought that these were Song Qinghuan's joint ventures with Zhang Yunwei, he pushed back again.
"You earned this all by yourself. Even if you have more, you can keep it and use it as a dowry in the future."
Song Qinghuan smiled softly. Fortunately, Xiao Yun had such a kind temperament. If it had been those more powerful stepmothers, they would have wanted to plunder all the private property of their stepsons and stepdaughters.
"It doesn't matter, the business of Tongpinju in Dianzhuang Pavilion is good. I shared the account with sister Yunwei two days ago. I specially gave this to my mother."
Then he found an excuse for her and said: "The house should be repaired, and the family should buy more clothes. From now on, it will look better when I go out and have guests coming and going."
When the conversation came to this point, Xiaoyun didn't want to push it any further and took the opportunity to accept it.
Mother and daughter were talking eloquently again, and seeing that it was getting late, Xiao Yun stood up to leave.
But after thinking about it, he said to Song Qinghuan: "Since you have made up your mind to marry into the Wei family, with Miss Du's pretentiousness, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay."
He was also afraid that she wouldn't know the seriousness of this, so he said: "There must be something hateful about this poor person, so don't worry about it. I will go and make it clear to Mrs. Wei."
