Lady Wan Guan

Jiang Wanning was not surprised to learn that Song Qian had come to Beijing. If the pox epidemic had not broken out, Song Qian would have started activities long ago.

The activities were useless. I heard from Gu Zhouting that the opinions of the officials were very unified. If Song Qian was not dealt with to the end, the net would be wide open. Unless Song Qian made great achievements, the official in this life would be over.

Now she is only worried that Song Qian will embarrass Aunt Wei and Song Heng.

The next day, Nanny Liu was waiting at the side door of Aunt Wei's house early in the morning. Not long after, Cui Wei opened the door and came out.

"Cuiwei, how was it last night? Did the master embarrass my aunt?"

Cuiwei pulled her aside: "Master had a stroke last night."

"Huh? Is it... is it because of the conflict with my aunt and Shiro?"

"No, it's just that Shiro told me that I was demoted to Jiangcheng's magistrate. I couldn't accept it for a while, and my mouth became crooked when I saw it."

Aunt Liu breathed a sigh of relief. It was not just because of the conflict that she suffered a stroke. Otherwise, the Song family would definitely have to rely on Auntie and Shiro.

"What about the old man?"

"It's still in there. The doctor said it can't be moved for the time being."

"Wouldn't it be up to my aunt to take care of it? Should I come back?"

"That's not necessary. My aunt is also smart. The doctor said that the master had suffered a stroke. My aunt immediately pretended to be faint. After checking her pulse, the doctor said that my aunt was very weak due to the pox epidemic and needed to take a good rest. So Erlang went back that night and called his wife and Wu Niang over. We don't care about serving them. They have to pay for medical treatment and food for so many people themselves."

Cuiwei recalled that Dalang asked Silang to pay for medical expenses. Silang took out the bottom of his pocket and showed him the money. He generously gave it all to Dalang, and said sincerely... When it was important to save his father, Dalang The expressions on the faces are truly wonderful.

Today's aunt and Shiro are no longer the ones to be bullied by them.

"Mother Liu, my aunt has told you to stay at Madam Jiang's place first, so you don't have to come back to serve them."

"Okay, I'll come here at this time every day. If anything happens, tell me. Madam Jiang is very worried about you."

"Don't worry, Mrs. Jiang, my aunt and Shiro will handle it."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask, is the master's stroke serious?"

"It's not serious. It's not paralyzed. The doctor said that if you take good care of it, you can recover 80% to 90%. But if your mouth is crooked, it will never straighten again."

Cui Wei's tone was very regretful.

It's not that I regret that the master has become crooked since then, but that I regret that the master is not paralyzed. It would be better if he is paralyzed. The retribution is too light.

After breakfast, Song Heng went to see his father.

"Father, are you feeling better?"

Song Qian's whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost, his eyes were dull and wilted, as if he had aged ten years overnight.

He hummed weakly.

"Father, rest in peace and recuperate. The child will go to the academy first. Classes will officially resume today. Autumn is not far away. The child must hurry up with his studies."

Mrs. Zheng said angrily: "Which is more important, your studies or your father?"

"That is, when the father is sick, a son should be at his bedside to show his filial piety." Song Jing agreed.

Now, Song Heng still has hope of gaining fame and becoming an official in the future, which makes him feel very unhappy.

Song Heng looked at his father: "What does father think?"

Song Qian tilted his mouth and said with difficulty: "You... go to study, you have to... work hard." "My child will follow his father's teachings and wait until the child is back from school to come back to take care of his illness." Song Heng bowed his hands and left decisively.

Zheng's mother and son wanted to drag him into the quagmire, daydreaming.

Mrs. Zheng was dissatisfied: "Master, he clearly doesn't want to serve you. Aunt Wei pretended to be sick while he went to study and just cried about being poor and miserable. I think neither mother nor son had good intentions. They vented their anger on the same nostril as Jiang. I wish we were unlucky."

"Yes, father, don't be deceived by them. My fourth brother may seem honest, but he is actually very scheming..."

"Shut up."

Song Qian looked at Zheng's mother and son coldly.

Even if Aunt Wei and her son are not good people, how can you be so good?

But the Song family's current hopes are all tied to Heng'er. As long as Heng'er is still his son, then Heng'er's future glory will still be the lintel of the Song family. Can I rely on you?

Song Qian was physically ill, but his mind was clearer.

Zheng's mother and son just couldn't see that Wei's mother and son were more promising than them.

Song Jing still wanted to argue, but Mrs. Zheng shook her head at him.

"As long as the master thinks they are good, it's just that we don't have much money on hand now. Now that the master is sick again, what should we do?"

Zheng was most worried about money. Because if the matter failed, Mrs. Lu would not be able to get the benefits promised by Mrs. Lu. Then there was an outbreak of pox and prices soared. In addition, she prepared gifts for Su Cairen. All the money has been spent.

We originally hoped to find Aunt Wei, who would be able to share some of the burden, but unexpectedly, the Wei mother and son kept complaining about poverty. Not only did they not bear the medical expenses, but they even wanted her to pay for food and drink.

Very angry.

Song Qian also had a headache. The bitch named Jiang had made the Song family crazy and owed a large debt. He had to sell his family property to pay off the debt. They really didn't have much money on hand.

"Father, in my opinion, this house must have been given to my aunt by someone named Jiang. Yesterday they swore that this house was not theirs, just because they were afraid that we would take advantage of it." Song Jing said firmly.

"Let them come out and take a look at the house deed."

Song Qian closed his eyes irritably, not wanting to speak.

Mrs. Zheng put down the medicine bowl and went to find Aunt Wei.

"Aunt Wei, you said this house is rented. Let me take a look at the lease contract."

Aunt Wei leaned on the bed and kept coughing.

Zheng covered her mouth and nose in disgust.

Aunt Wei coughed for a while before she stopped coughing and asked Cui Wei to get the lease contract.

Cui Wei resisted the urge to roll her eyes, went to get the contract, and handed it to Zheng.

Mrs. Zheng looked at the contract and found that the landlord was indeed Chen Qilang, and the rent was indeed three taels.

Her plan to sell the house obviously didn't work, so she came up with another plan.

"Aunt Wei, you also know that in order to clean up the mess caused by Mr. Jiang, the Song family's financial resources were almost wiped out. Now that the master is ill, treatment costs a lot of money, and eating and drinking for the whole family is also a big deal. The expenses are really unsustainable. I think it would be better to do this. Your place is spacious and the master is recuperating here, so we can all move here and rent out the house on Chunhui Lane. It can also be considered as an income. Cui Wei, please tidy up the empty house here. We will officially move here today."

How is this the tone of discussion? All orders were given.

Aunt Wei admired Mrs. Jiang's foresight. If Madam Jiang hadn't held back, Mrs. Zheng would have dared to claim this house as her own.

Aunt Wei looked troubled: "Madam, it's not that I don't want to, we are all a family and we should be in the same boat. It's just that when Chen Langjun rented the house to Shiro, he said that this house is only for us and my mother to live in, and no other people are allowed to live in it." People move in.”

Mrs. Zheng sneered: "What Aunt Wei said is nice. We are all a family and we should work together to help each other. Now we are talking about Chen Qilang. Is it interesting? I don't want to occupy this house, I just want to take care of the master conveniently." ,Are you not even willing to do this?"