First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 597
Although Song Ziye was the young master of the third bedroom, if something really happened, it wouldn't just be the second bedroom who lost...

Du Rongzhi nodded in satisfaction, "Who did she marry?"

"It's her father's apprentice," Han Zonghao said with a disapproving expression on his face, "I learned to tailor clothes from her father since I was a child."

Du Rongzhi let out a soft "Oh", thinking that although Song Ziye had many affairs, he never really caused any scandals in his previous life.

It can be seen that this matter is about the same as his previous bad debts...

Thinking of this, Du Rongzhi no longer struggled, and asked seriously, "What about the others? Think about it again, is there anyone else in the Song family who bought jasmine balm from our shop? Our family has a good relationship..."

Judging from the time of Fu's death and the degree of use of that jar of ointment, it should be the batch of ointment from the beginning of the year...

But Han Zonghao shook his head, and said honestly, "If there is, the little one will definitely know..." He hesitated for a moment, "If the young lady has something to suspect..."

Du Rongzhi paused for a moment, "No." She smiled, "I'm just thinking wildly..."

Han Zonghao thought for a while, and said cautiously, "If the young lady still feels uneasy, it's better to wait for the younger one to go back, and then find a way to sort out the list of those buyers, but it will definitely take longer... You see, this is feasible ?”

Du Rongzhi pursed her lips, and when she was about to speak, she saw Nurse An shoot her a slightly condemning gaze.

Du Rongzhi waved her hand helplessly, "Forget it... Actually it doesn't matter. I know you are very busy, so let's leave it at that." Maybe she really was thinking too much...

Only then did An Momo show a satisfied smile, "The servant girl will send shopkeeper Xiao Han out."

……

When Nanny An came back from outside again, Du Rongzhi was sitting by the window holding a cup of tea, lost in thought.

Nanny An stepped forward and exchanged the soup cup for the teacup in her hand, "Peanut and pork knuckle soup, nourishing yin and nourishing qi...Young Madam, don't leave it."

Du Rongzhi lowered her head and looked at the layer of oily flowers floating inside, she almost wanted to cry, "Nurse..."

"Young madam has been using her brain a lot these days, so she needs to make up for it." She took the soup cup without any explanation, scooped a spoonful and put it into Du Rongzhi's mouth.

Du Rongzhi couldn't dodge in time, and she stuffed a mouthful of soft, rotten and fragrant hoof meat into her mouth.

Nurse An was still thinking, "Young Madam said earlier that she was going to visit Fu's courtyard, and all the slaves obeyed you... Later you said that you wanted to ask Han Zonghao, and the slaves also invited you Come... Now that everything has been inquired clearly, Young Madam's heart can always be put in her stomach, so she can take good care of her baby in the future, right?"

Du Rongzhi swallowed the greasy hoof meat in her mouth with a bitter face, and said helplessly, "I was fine too... eh!" While speaking, Nanny An forced another mouthful.

"Young Madam, don't be self-willed in the future." Nanny An reprimanded with a straight face, "Last time, because of the balm, you actually lied to my father to pick Sophora japonica flowers... You said that's what men should do." What did you do?!"

Du Rongzhi couldn't help laughing when he thought of how Song Zixun was in a hurry and being called around by him that day, "He picked it for his children to eat..." He curled his lips with a look of taste, "I'm from all day long. My back hurts, my hands and feet are swollen, and I didn't see what Mammy said, but that day I asked Grandpa to pick acacia flowers, which made Mammy feel so distressed..."

Nanny An glared at her angrily, "Young Madam is not afraid to flash her tongue! I don't feel sorry for you...Is it fun to not feel sorry for your slaves staying in that smoky place every day?"

Du Rongzhi smiled and wrapped her arms around her waist, and said coquettishly, "Why are you still annoyed, she's teasing you!"

Mother An still carried it at first, deliberately ignoring her, and then she couldn't help being amused by Du Rongzhi, and said with emotion, "Young Madam's pregnancy is not as easy as when she was pregnant with Miss Sun... I think it's because of this time It’s because of the young master.” She couldn’t help persuading her, “Think about you all these years... This child has come so hard, just because of him, the young lady should take good care of herself... Don’t think too much in the future, Looking for trouble."

Du Rongzhi buried her face in her arms, and gave a soft "um", "Got it... From now on, I don't care about anything except Sister Wan and Master."

You should also live in peace.

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Time flies.

On June 24th, the birthday of the old lady of the Duke’s Mansion was celebrated amidst bright lights and festoons.The scene was lively and the momentum was so great that it was talked about for a long time afterwards.

It's just that on such an important day, there was a fly in the ointment - Mrs. Shen, the Duke's wife, was seriously ill and went to the countryside to recuperate, so she unexpectedly missed her mother-in-law's birthday banquet.

Although everyone expresses deep regret about this on the face, there are people who are so good in private, and they don't know where to find out about the fact that the Duke of the country has recently favored his concubine to have a miscarriage. The drama of mutilating the children, coupled with the fact that Mrs. Song's birthday, as an in-law, Shen Xueshi's house, which has a close relationship, did not send anyone to congratulate, but only sent a very low-key congratulatory gift a few days ago... After all these, The Shen family has a lack of virtue, and the matter that has been disliked by the Duke of the country has spread like wildfire among the aristocratic family without knowing it.

At the end of the same month, the wife of Chen Ge Lao Chen Yifei gave birth to a son named Zhuo.

In July, the eldest son of the Shen family, Shen Qinghong, who was still in prison, suddenly had a high fever and died a few days later.

Master Shen Er and his wife sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man, they were distraught, it is hard to describe.

Especially Mrs. Shen Er, she is already two years older than Master Shen Er, who stopped sharing the bed with her a few years ago, and now that her only son is gone, and all thoughts are hopeless, she is dying day by day. Washing his face with tears, he cried and scolded in the yard every day, either scolding Dafang and his wife for being wolf-hearted and refusing to save her brother Hong who killed her, or scolding Mr. Shen Er for being a coward for his son to die in the prison for no reason. The father didn't even dare to fart, forcing Second Master Shen to simply hide out of sight in the outer courtyard, and spent money to buy two good-looking girls, thinking of having a son as soon as possible to continue the incense.

……

"Father-in-law, this is..."

When Song Zixi entered the study, Eldest Master Shen was being served by a servant to take medicine. When he saw him coming, he smiled gently, "Is Eldest Uncle here?" He beckoned him to sit down.

However, Song Zixi stepped forward to take the medicine bowl from the boy's hand, and said worriedly, "When my son-in-law came back, my father-in-law was fine, why did it only take a few days..."

(End of this chapter)