Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 53 Three Monks
Until one time Wang Feng heard two women in the house discussing:
"I have never seen such a master. He is not as good as one of our servants."

"Yes, the majestic wife has to serve other people's concubines. If it were me, I would be ashamed to death."

"You don't know yet, but I heard that Yan Ming asked for the job of taking care of Mrs. Zheng. He said he was afraid that the servants like us wouldn't take good care of her."

"Bah, that cripple has the nerve to despise us, and he doesn't even look at it. In Yan Mansion, even a dog is treated better than him."

"Shh...he is a master after all. We can just think about it in our hearts, but we can't say it out loud."

"What are you afraid of? He is the shame of the Yan family. Who in the Yan family will support him?"

The two mothers-in-law talked to each other and drifted away.

It wasn't until the sound completely disappeared that Wang Feng walked out from behind the rockery with a pale face.

This is her husband!Use her as a tool to please the Yan family.

She looked up at the sky, her heart aching.

And this kind of thing happened almost every day after she married into the Yan Mansion.

Yan Ming was extremely paranoid about pleasing her family members, and she and her son suffered a lot of injustice in the Yan family.

It was clear that she was not like this before she got pregnant, and she still had beautiful visions for the future.

Although Yan Ming was lame, he was very kind to her at that time.

She didn't know how people's hearts could change at will.

After that night three years ago, she forced herself to become mute, and the two almost lost communication, making her life even more difficult.

It was also because of this series of events that Wang Feng became ill.

Now that he was going through exile, his body, which was already suffering losses, was even more overwhelmed.

There was obvious pain on Wang Feng's face. If her husband hadn't been completely unbearable and she had suffered so much, how could she have pretended to be mute after being almost insulted by Yan Ce to save herself and her family? son!

Just to show Yan Ce that he won't say anything.

Evil people are not punished, but she has to become mute forcibly, and for some reason, her son suddenly becomes mentally retarded.

Life has beaten her to pieces.

Wang Feng felt sad and couldn't control her emotions. She covered her face, suppressed sobs were squeezed out of her throat, and crystal tears flowed down her fingers.

As a son, Yan Congkuan felt as uncomfortable as a knife in his heart when he saw his mother crying.

He hugged Wang Feng over hard, pressed her head into his arms, and gently patted Wang Feng's back, as if comforting a child.

The other hand picked up the pen and paper on the table and wrote neatly: My mother is mute.

The doctor frowned in confusion, mute?He didn't see it just now.

And when he entered, he already felt strange. Yan Congkuan's eyes were clearly clear when he bowed to him in a proper manner, but suddenly his facial muscles adjusted slightly and his eyes became cloudy, making him look like a mentally retarded person.

This kind of thing is too common in big families. Looking at these two people dressed like beggars on the street, this time the doctor came to see him. He didn't know how long he had saved up.

However, the old doctor pretended not to know that his duty was to treat illnesses and save people, and everything else had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that Wang Feng was in a worrying state, the doctor turned to Yan Congkuan and asked, "Jia Ci has a stomachache? How long has this been going on?"

Yan Congkuan nodded and answered the old doctor's questions on the paper.

"Did Jia Ci take anti-fetal medicine a few days ago?"

"Have you been working hard lately?"

"What food have you eaten in recent days?"

"Are there any other symptoms?"

...

The old doctor asked all the questions clearly, and Yan Congkuan also answered them one by one on the paper in a clear and logical manner.

His handwriting is ugly and crooked, but there is not a single typo and it is not difficult to read.After understanding Wang Feng's condition, the doctor bowed his head and wrote the prescription on the desk.

"Thanks to your mother for taking the medicine in time, otherwise, alas..."

The doctor warned again: "Although the baby in your belly is fine this time, you still need to let your mother get more rest, drink more water, don't overwork yourself, keep a calm mood, and remember not to be overly excited."

Looking at the clothes and behavior of these two people, the old doctor felt that his instructions were probably useless.

After giving instructions, the old doctor handed the prescription to Yan Congkuan: "Follow this prescription and go to the pharmacy behind to get the medicine."

Wang Feng didn't pay attention to the exchange between Yan Congkuan and the doctor. She just felt that the sky was falling and her ears were buzzing.

She heard the doctor asking a lot of questions and saying a lot of things, but she didn't hear a word of it.

...

After Su Mo separated from Yan Congkuan, he raided various stores.

Because the trading system comes with limited space, she can only pick up the purchases she needs.

In the space, there are pots, bowls, ladles, and basins that were collected when the kitchens of Yan Mansion and Shangshu Mansion were vacated.

There is no shortage of things like rice and noodles that can be stored.

However, there were not many chickens, ducks, fish, meats, fruits, and pastries, and Su Mo had eaten them all in the past few days.

In addition, situations occurred frequently on the exile road, and some utensils were used, including medicinal materials for preventing injuries caused by bruises and mosquitoes... Su Mo also needed to purchase them.

Time was limited, so she quickly walked around the village and town.

During the process, he also met Ma Youcai, an official.

Ma Youcai saw Su Mo carrying a large and solid package and joked with a smile:

"Xiao Mo, I just said I would buy it for you, why don't you be polite."

"Uncle Ma, the things I bought are indeed too complicated."

"I'm not afraid, uncle. Why don't you and uncle go shopping together? We just happen to have a car to drive us."

Su Mo couldn't follow Ma Youcai. What she wanted was that no one knew what she bought, so that she could safely access the things in the space, and everything she took out would be recognized as having been bought by her.

Ma Youcai didn't know what Su Mo was thinking, so he enthusiastically went to help Su Mo get the big package on his back.

Su Mo avoided it skillfully without leaving any trace: "It's okay, Uncle Ma, I'll buy it soon."

Just kidding, the big bags and bottles and cans she bought have all been placed in the space.

The big bag on my back now looks deceptive, but in fact most of it is stuffed with some light stuff to cover people's ears and eyes.

How could she let Ma Youcai touch her bag?

"Really not?"

"Really, I still need to buy some clothes, so I'll go first."

"Okay, if you need anything, just tell Uncle Ma directly, you're welcome."

Ma Youcai thought it was because the little girl was thin-skinned, so he warned her again, don't be polite if something happens.

"I see."

"Then go quickly, don't delay the meeting time."

"it is good."

After almost finishing her shopping, Su Mo just came out of the clothing store when she saw a crowd of people gathered in the open space in front of her.

Originally, Su Mo had no curiosity, but she vaguely noticed that there were three monks in the crowd, and their backs looked familiar.

One is fat, one is thin, and one is short.

(End of this chapter)