The cart creaked and creaked, slowly away from Yang's house.

Mrs. Xu, sitting on the cart, breathed a sigh of relief and held Fubao's hand.

Just now when I was facing Han, I was very nervous about Mrs. Xu.

The Han clan in Jingshui is a much larger local clan than the Yang clan in Anshun county. Han calls herself Han's Qiniang, which means she comes from Han's main branch.

If not holding Fubao, Mrs. Xu may not be able to speak smoothly.

"Master, give me a hand, my legs are still a little soft!"

When Mr. Xu drove the ox cart to a cloth shop, Mrs. Xu wanted to get out of the car, but she was sad to find that she was still a little empty now.

After living for so many years, I have met many important people, such as the king of Yan and the magistrate of Xiangyi Prefecture, but the situation at that time was totally different from what it is now.

When I met King Yan and Shen Wansheng, they were guests, but she was the Lord.

Most importantly, they both came with goodwill.

But Han, from the moment they met, they were standing on the opposite side. Mrs. Xu has to be strong again. She can't weaken her own prestige. It's really hard for her.

In her whole life, Mrs. Xu has never blushed with a few people.

Moreover, in Lingshui village, the women who came into contact with them were just talking about their family. Where is it like now? It's a matter of life and death.

Although Zheng's wife and son have no relationship with their family, who let them meet?

If Mrs. Xu can be hard hearted, there will be no such rotten things, but she is just an ordinary woman. She can't watch two people die.

"Daughter in law, I think you just said it very smoothly."

Mr. Xu looked at Mrs. Xu in surprise.

Mrs. Xu glanced at Mr. Xu and said angrily, "this is the only time to be in charge of the family."

"Don't worry, there's no second time!"

Mr. Xu solemnly said, "if someone plays such a trick, I'll break his leg on the spot."

It's so troublesome once, not to mention that Mrs. Xu doesn't want to have a second time, neither does Mr. Xu.

"Daughter-in-law, do you think Zheng's family will make waves in the Yang family under our banner?"

"If she does, what are you going to do?"

Mr. Xu helped Mrs. Xu out of the car and asked questions.

Mrs. Xu sighed and said, "I hope she can make waves in the Yang family, but it's not going to happen."

Zheng's courage is too small. If he didn't have a son, he would cry and beg when he knew they were going to send her back to the Yang family.

Fubao was speechless when he listened to his parents.

Her father and mother really answered that sentence. People are good at being bullied.

According to his parents, since Yang Yunyi is so powerful, his mother's move may not be out of the other party's calculation.

Even if it's not in the other party's calculation, with this person's resourcefulness, it's sure to make a plan. Maybe it can take advantage of their family name to spoil their concubine and destroy their wife, and then put all the blame on their own family.

Fortunately, this disgusting thing fell half dead, even if there are tens of millions of calculations, it can only be used as a decoration on the bed.

Fubao ah ah two, attracted the attention of their parents, pointing to the colorful and beautiful cloth in the cloth shop.

It's better to make her two beautiful clothes than to think about these irrelevant people and things.

In a few months, Fubao thinks that he should be able to be a toddler, so he must have clothes, especially good-looking skirts.