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Chapter 242 Dove occupying the magpie's nest
Mrs. Mei carefully followed Mei Qingdai into the Buddhist hall.

The scent of sandalwood was faint, and Mrs. Yu was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue with her back to the door.

She is wearing moon white brocade, which is an extremely precious fabric. In ancient times, it could only be worn by nobles in the palace. It cost a thousand gold.

Yuebai Jingui is famous for the flowing cloud pattern embroidered with double-sided embroidery. It is said that this stitching method has been lost long ago. Now this stitching method is based on the precious ancient clothes unearthed from some ancient tombs, such as This type of clothing is no longer suitable for daily wear and is now on display in museums.

The moon-white brocade on the old lady's body looks simple and elegant at first glance, but when you look closer, the flowing cloud patterns are like floating light and gold, making it even more dazzling under the sunlight.

The most elegant luxury in understatement.

Mrs. Mei looked at the Yue Baijin with a bit of obsession in her eyes.

Will she have the chance to wear Yue Bai Brocade in this life?

Looking at this Buddhist hall, it is also full of luxury. Even the altar table is made of golden nanmu, and the Buddha statue is made of pure gold. At a glance, the golden light of the big Buddha is so bright that it is extremely dazzling.

Mrs. Mei took one look and quickly lowered her eyes.

"Grandma." Mei Qingdai knelt on the futon next to the old lady and spoke in a coquettish manner.

Mrs. Mei followed and knelt down on the futon on the other side.

"I finally managed to hold a plum blossom banquet, but unfortunately, it was ruined by my sister-in-law and her daughter. Are they sincerely trying to get in trouble with me? Grandma, you have to make the decision for me."

Mei Qingdai shed a few tears on one side, but Mrs. Yu on the other side remained motionless, not even giving her a wink.

The beads twisted in his hand slowly passed through his fingertips, keeping everything steady.

"Grandmother~"

Mei Luge opened her eyes and raised her arms. Mei Qingdai immediately supported her with quick eyes and hands.

Mei Luge stood up slowly and sat down on the huanghuali wooden chair next to her. Mei Qingdai knelt down and gently kneaded Mei Luge's legs.

Mrs. Mei poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mei Luge respectfully.

Mei Luge raised her eyelids and glanced at her, and Mrs. Mei smiled cautiously.

Mei Luge took a sip of tea and said calmly: "So, what do you want me to do?"

"Of course I'll call them over and teach them a lesson, especially Ruohuan. She doesn't have any girlish restraint at all. Our Yu family has been completely humiliated by her. The little girl's heart is as high as the sky. She was beaten by the boy surnamed Gu. Slap her in the face in public. Grandma, you don’t know how those noble ladies will laugh at our family behind our backs after today. I think if Ruohuan marries a boy named Gu, our Yu family will not be able to get out of trouble, and her reputation will be ruined. Well, besides our Junzhe, who else can she marry?"

Mrs. Mei glanced at Mei Qingdai secretly. Sometimes she really admired her sister-in-law's mysterious confidence.

The Yu family has been embarrassed by what happened today, but Yu Ruohuan will not be unable to get married. There will only be more people seeking to marry her.

She really wanted to say something, but her family Junzhe couldn't bear it.

But in this situation, it was not her place to speak.

Mei Luge chuckled: "Yao Huiying has raised a good grandson."

"Grandma, why are you still speaking for the Gu family?"

"If the Gu family hadn't raised a good grandson, wouldn't the mother and daughter be shameless and shameless? What are they trying to do?"

Mei Qingdai curled her lips: "Our Junzhe is not bad either."

"Okay, Ruohuan's marriage has her father to worry about. If you have this free time, you should just worry about yourself."

Mei Qingdai was stunned: "Grandma, you clearly promised me before that you would tell Jun Zhe about Ruohuan."

Mei Luge glanced at her lightly: "When did I promise you?"

Meiqingdai;…

Okay, ginger is still spicy.

"Don't go out tomorrow. I asked an old Chinese medicine doctor to come and take a look at you."

Mei Qingdai lost her temper all of a sudden and hung her head obediently without saying a word. She was no longer as coquettish as she had been when she came in.

"Grandma, I... I'm in good health. I've been taking my medicine on time, so I'd better not look at it for now."

"This old Chinese medicine doctor is the descendant of Leng Baiwei, the master of gynecology. He has been living in seclusion in Queshan. This time I came down from the mountain. I learned the news as soon as possible and invited him here. Are you sure you want to see him?"

Mei Qingdai was stunned, she turned out to be the descendant of Leng Baiwei.

Leng Baiwei was born in the Leng family, a family of miracle doctors. In ancient times, gynecology had not been taken seriously by people. However, Leng Baiwei abandoned the world's prejudices, studied gynecology in depth, and cured countless women. At that time, she cured the queen's infertility. The queen even awarded her a golden plaque as a gynecologist, and her reputation spread throughout the world.

Leng Baiwei traveled around the world in her old age, and the world no longer knows her whereabouts. There are rumors that she lived in seclusion in Queshan Mountain. Unfortunately, Queshan Mountain is full of miasma all year round, and no one can set foot on it.

Mei Qingdai gently stroked her belly with one hand.

She has been married into the Yu family for ten years, but she has not given birth to a child. The old lady is anxious, but she is even more anxious than the old lady. She has tried countless miracle doctors and folk remedies in private, but unfortunately none of them have any effect.

Fortunately she was her grandmother's biological family, otherwise she would have been kicked out of the house long ago after ten years of marriage without children.

Fortunately, my grandmother's heart still goes to the Mei family.

"Grandma, are you sure you are the descendant of Leng Baiwei? Don't be a fake liar, right?" She has encountered too many in the past ten years.

Mei Luge said calmly: "Since you can't believe it, then just do whatever you want."

"No, grandma, of course I can trust you. I will see you. I will definitely see you tomorrow."

Mei Qingdai no longer cares about Mei Junzhe and Yu Ruohuan. She is now preoccupied with whether she can still get pregnant.

She had seen many "miraculous doctors" before, but to no avail. She also tried in vitro fertilization and transplanted the mother's body successfully. Unfortunately, just three months later, the child was not retained and was aborted.

That's a baby boy.

Mei Qingdai secretly glanced at the old lady with a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and a "kind" face. She was ninety years old, but she was still very energetic. She spoke clearly and logically. The key is that she didn't look like a 90-year-old at all. old woman.

The word "old witch" suddenly came to her mind.

I remember that when she went to the Cicada Temple to offer incense, she met a fortune-telling magician at the foot of the mountain. A middle-aged woman with a haggard face complained to the magician that she had been married to her husband's family for more than ten years and still had no children. She has tried countless doctors but to no avail, and her life is hopeless. She hopes that the master will see if she is destined to have a child.

She had just gotten married at the time and didn't know that she would not be able to have children in the future. When she heard this, she just felt that this woman must have a difficult life in her husband's family.

Out of interest, she stopped and watched.

I saw the magic stick asking the middle-aged woman to tell her birth date, then pinching her knuckles and starting to count, while observing the woman's face.

"Is there an elderly person in your family?"

The other party didn't understand: "What's wrong?"

"A long-lived old man."

"My husband's grandma is 95 this year."

"That's it. The old man's longevity will hinder his descendants. Just wait patiently."

What are you waiting for?The magic stick didn't say it clearly, but they knew each other well.

Mei Qingdai heard this and sneered. She was indeed a magic stick and could really fool people.

As the saying goes, if there is an old man in the family, it is like having a treasure. It is naturally a good thing and a happy event for the old man to live a long life. How can it harm the children and grandchildren?

However, at this moment, when she looked at the old man in front of her, the scene she encountered at the foot of the Cicada Temple a few years ago suddenly came to mind.

She has no children. Could it be that her grandmother killed her children?

If you have it, you can’t keep it.

Otherwise, there is something wrong with the Yu family's feng shui.Mei Qingdai didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she hurriedly said goodbye and left the Buddhist hall.

Mrs. Mei also said goodbye and left.

Mei Luge sat quietly alone, the beads slowly passing through her fingertips.

"Unsatisfactory stuff."

"Little Moon."

A simple-looking maid about 40 years old came over and bowed respectfully: "Old Madam."

"Any news over there?"

The maid shook her head: "No."

Mei Luge frowned and tugged on the beads with her fingers: "How could this happen?"

"Old madam, don't worry, good things are never too late. Maybe there will be good news in a few days."

Mei Luge said slowly: "Since the second brother can't be counted on here, let's look at the boss."

The maid's eyebrows skipped a beat: "Madam's place..."

Mei Luge snorted coldly: "Don't worry about her. Why would she have the nerve to care so much about something so embarrassing? However, Yao Huiying's grandson is beyond my expectation. He is a good match for our family Huanhuan. "

So what if she refuses in public? Her climb from a low-level actress to her current status has never depended on face and dignity. Extraordinary things should be done with extraordinary means. Being ridiculed by others does not mean she loses a piece of flesh. This just proves that The other person’s jealousy.

Wei Zhuhua's commotion was a good test of the Gu family's attitude. However, she, the granddaughter-in-law, was still too soft-hearted, leaving room for the Gu family to fight back.

"What about Huanhuan?"

The maid replied cautiously: "Miss, she... went to Jingyuan."

Mei Luge's eyes darkened, her corners slightly raised, and she said slowly, "How are you?"

"It was not good at first. One of them committed suicide. Fortunately, he was discovered in time. Later, the eldest lady found a doctor from outside to live in and take care of them. She probably didn't want to bring bad luck to you during the Chinese New Year."

"Her soft-heartedness was all used on these irrelevant people. It was unnecessary."

Mei Luge's tone was indifferent: "Let her go, we won't have to deal with it for much longer. It's time for this scene to come to an end."

~
As soon as Jing Zhan arrived home, Yu Ruohuan called her again.

Jing Zhen followed Yu Ruohuan up the mountain in confusion.

Yu Ruohuan told her not to say anything when she went in later.

When crossing the suspension bridge, she looked at the rocks under the bridge and trembled with fear.

What the hell is this place?

She finally managed to cross the bridge, and as soon as her feet hit the ground, Yu Ruohuan dragged her away.

For the first time, Jing Zhan knew that there was a mountain peak behind Four Seasons Villa, and there was a house sitting on the cliff, which was deserted and isolated from the world.

She didn't dare to look any further and followed Yu Ruohuan in obediently.

She saw a young woman standing under the eaves. Her bloated cotton clothes could not hide her thin figure. She looked gray at first glance, but she always felt as if she had seen her somewhere before.

"Miss." The woman said dullly.

Yu Ruohuan opened the door and walked in as if she hadn't seen this person.

The woman always lowered her head obediently.

Jing Zhen knew better than anyone else that Yu Ruohuan's eyes were on the top of her head, and she didn't bother to take another look at a worthless person.

When Jing Zhan walked up to the woman, he turned to look at her, his eyes full of inquiry.

This face is very ordinary, and the skin even has the unique dark skin tanned from the northwest plateau.

Throw him into a crowd and you won’t even look at him a second time.

Before Jing Zhan could take a closer look, Yu Ruohuan's voice came from the room: "Come in."

Jing Zhan immediately calmed down and walked in.

An old woman with white hair sat on the chair by the window, and a sleeping old man lay on the bed. Jing Zhan took a quick look, lowered his head, and quietly clenched his hands hanging in his sleeves.

It won't be what she thinks.

"I brought the people, where are the things I want?"

Shen Qiunong stretched out her hands and groped in mid-air.

Yu Ruohuan glanced at Jing Zhan.

Jing Zhan immediately understood and walked up to Shen Qiunong obediently.

Shen Qiunong touched someone, and that person was standing in front of her. She froze, and after being stunned for a moment, she slowly stretched out her hand.

Those wrinkled hands like orange peels were touching Jing Zhan's body. She was disgusted and afraid in her heart. Yu Ruohuan's eyes were like thorns in her back. She didn't dare to move at all, so she could only stand obediently and let him touch her. enough.

The hands went up along the arm joints, trying to touch Jingzhen's face. Jingzhen glanced at Yu Ruohuan, squatted down obediently, and let those rough hands touch her face.

Those hands were covered with thick calluses, which were rubbing against the girl's tender skin. Jing Zhan frowned in pain, and when he raised his eyes, he met a pair of unfocused, empty eyes.

Jing Zhan's scalp went numb for an instant and he was stunned.

His fingertips gently and carefully brushed the girl's features, as if he wanted to describe in his mind the appearance of the face in front of him.

After a long time, a gentle voice sounded from above.

"What's your name?"

Jing Zhan came to his senses and immediately turned to look at Yu Ruohuan.

Yu Ruohuan rolled her eyes: "Shen Youan, her name is Shen Youan."

Jing Zhan was stunned. She was obviously Jing Zhan, so how could she be called Shen Youan? Besides, why did the name Shen Youan sound so familiar?
Jing Zhan found that his brain capacity was not enough.

Shen Qiunong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and smiled.

She retracted her hand and sat on the chair, "She is not the person I am looking for."

Yu Ruohuan narrowed her eyes: "You are blind and can't see anything. How do you know that she is not the person you are looking for?"

"I see people not with my eyes, but with my heart. Miss Yu, you must be honest. I hope this is the last time."

Yu Ruohuan took a deep breath: "I said she is, she is."

Shen Qiunong smiled and shook her head, her smile full of sarcasm.

"Are you, the Yu family, addicted to occupying the magpie's nest?"

Yu Ruohuan's pupils shrank suddenly and she cursed coldly: "You are looking for death."

Jiu Zhan Magpie Nest and Jing Zhan were trying to figure out these four words, feeling frightened as if they had glimpsed some great secret of the Yu family.

She was afraid of hearing any more secrets, so she quickly got up and walked to the door, closing the door thoughtfully and staying far away.

Curiosity killed the cat.

(End of this chapter)