Chapter 245

245 unlucky old lady song

After two hours, it was estimated that song's mother should have suffered enough crime. Wan Niang walked home with happy little steps. As soon as I entered the door, I saw song's mother lying on the ground holding her posture before leaving. Her face was full of the color of Chu. Seeing her song's mother's mouth and ready to scold, Wan Niang took the first step and said: "Mom, Dr. Lin went to Beicheng to see someone. I couldn't come back for a while. I waited at the Lin's house for two hours. I thought that as soon as Dr. Lin came home, I would rush to let him come first to see you, but he never came back."

Song's mother opened her mouth. Her body was really stiff and uncomfortable. She didn't have the strength to scold Wan Niang again. She shivered and said, "come on... Help me up first."

Wan Niang was kind enough to help song's mother this time. However, in the process of helping, Wan Niang somehow loosened her hand. Song's mother, who had just got up, fell to the ground again. With a click, song's mother gave a sad cry, and her leg was completely broken.

At the same time with her miserable howl, Wan Niang's helpless apology sounded: "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm too stupid..." Wan Niang's face was full of guilt. It looked like she was about to cry. Anyone who saw it would think that she had missed, and would never think that she deliberately let song's mother fall.

Even song's mother herself didn't believe that Wan Niang would deliberately let herself fall. She thought it was Wan Niang's lack of rashness that made her fall.

"Dead girl, you want to kill me!" as soon as song's mother drank and scolded, she was greeted by Wan's heartbreaking cry, which was dozens of decibels higher than her. Song's mother's scolding was completely submerged in Wan's cry.

The neighbors passing by song's house shook their heads and sighed. The damned old woman is abusing her daughter-in-law again. Poor Wan Niang is crying so badly that she doesn't know what's going on?

The kind-hearted neighbors were afraid that wanniang would really be abused by old witch song. They broke into the door in groups. They just saw wanniang holding old lady song up in tears. Wanniang wanted to fall on Song's mother again. It's best to really break her old bone apart. But so many people broke in suddenly, which made wanniang hard to start.

The weak Wan Niang, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, reluctantly smiled at the visitor: "Uncle Ning, Uncle Zhang and aunt Wei, you're coming."

Uncle Ning and Uncle Zhang hurried forward to take old lady song from wanniang's weak arm. Old lady song usually only picked up good things to eat and looked like an old sow. How can thin and weak wanniang hold her?

But they don't know that old lady song is fat and lazy on weekdays. If she really has more strength, old lady song is by no means an opponent of wanniang who works every day on weekdays.

Uncle Ning and Uncle Zhang had long been very dissatisfied with the domineering and arrogant Mrs. song. The action of holding Mrs. song was very rude, almost "throwing" Mrs. song's fat body directly On the chair, the bumpy old lady song couldn't help crying and wanted to swear. In front of her, two strong men stared at her like angry King Kong. Her glorious Jinshi son song Qingyun was not around. Old lady song seemed to have lost her confidence and sat down in the chair, listening to wanniang's polite thanks from the same three people.

"My mother didn't fall very much. I want to help her get up. Who knows that her hands and feet are too stupid, which makes my mother angry. It was my fault..." Wan Niang explained to the neighbors in a low voice that uncle Ning and Uncle Zhang were angry with each other. This damn old woman! Wan Niang helped her kindly, but she beat and scolded Wan Niang in turn. Hearing Wan Niang's voice just now, I knew that the dead old woman must have done a good job.

"Child, are you all right?" aunt Wei looked at wanniang painfully. How could wanniang, such a virtuous and virtuous girl, stand on such an evil mother-in-law as old lady song? If wanniang were her own daughter-in-law, I would give her a good confession as the nine heavenly Fairies in the sky. How could I be willing to beat her and scold her?

Alas, it's strange that my son is not up to standard and can only sell some silly strength. He can't compare with song Jinshi who can read. Song Jinshi is a blessed man with such a gentle and considerate fiancee as wanniang.

"Aunt Wei, I'm fine." Wan Niang replied with a smile. Aunt Wei also tried to open her sleeves to see if old lady song abused her. She also repeatedly told Wan Niang that if someone dared to bully her, they must tell the neighbors that everyone would stand out for her.

Aunt Wei's words made wanniang feel warm, but old lady song turned black. Didn't Mrs. Wei hit her in the face? Old lady song wanted to quarrel with aunt Wei, and aunt Wei immediately looked at her with her waist crossed. They were both street shrews, and no one would let anyone talk about the quarrel. Considering the current situation, old lady song turned her face angrily and didn't say a word 。

"Wan Niang, drive out these uninvited guests quickly! I don't remember when I invited people to come to visit." old lady Song said impolitely that this is her territory. Her son is master Jinshi. These Dalits don't deserve to set foot in her home.

Wan Niang's face looked embarrassed. Seeing this, aunt Wei's aunt choked back loudly: "what's the broken place where the old sow lives? If Wan Niang hadn't invited me, my aunt wouldn't have come! Lao Ning, Lao Zhang, let's go!"

Before leaving, aunt Wei urged Wan Niang not to bear it if she was bullied. She told them that they would help Wan Niang. Wan thanked the three with a smile and pointed to the clothes on the table. "My mother-in-law is very kind to me these days. She specially went to the tailor's uncle next door to make a new dress for me."

Will the old woman be so kind? Aunt Wei's face showed a suspicious color, and her eyes looked at the clothes worn by the plague patient: "this color is almost the same as that worn by the old lady. She made it for you because her size is not suitable."

Rao is so. Aunt Wei thinks it's too weird. With the old woman's habit, even if it doesn't fit, she will sell it. It's too strange that she won't give it to Wan Niang kindly. Aunt Wei looked at the clothes suspiciously for a long time. It seemed that she was ready to take it up and have a look. Old lady song was more and more guilty and urged, "it's so noisy! Get out of here!"

"Hum, I don't think my shoes are dirty in your shabby place." aunt Wei's family showed no weakness. She greeted Mrs Wan and walked out of the Song family. Uncle Ning and Uncle Zhang surrounded each other like guards, making aunt Wei look extremely dignified.

Old lady song looked at Aunt Wei's provocative eyes and felt that her lungs were going to explode.

"Mom, you're good to rest. I'll go next door to see if the doctor has come back..." Wan Niang said timidly. She looked like an angry little daughter-in-law. Mrs. song scolded in her heart: who can see the little whore with a pathetic look?

But how can Wan Niang leave at this time? Old lady song forced herself to endure the pain of her broken leg and squeezed out a smile: good boy, Niang is fine. Just rest for a while. You're wet. Change into this new dress quickly. “

Wan Niang's lips flashed a mocking smile, and then recovered the look of panic and fear just now. She waved her hand again and again: "Mom, keep it for yourself. Wan Niang has clothes to wear. “

Mrs. song wanted to slap wanniang on her timid face, but now she broke her leg and couldn't move. Seeing that wanniang's body was about to leave the house, Mrs. song couldn't care much anymore. With the sharp pain of her broken leg, she pulled the dress worn by the plague patient, quickly handed it to wanniang and said, "take it and wear it quickly. “

Old lady song was afraid that she would catch the plague, so she had been afraid to touch the dress. In order to let wanniang no longer hinder her son's Qingyun Road, old lady song paid blood.

Wan Niang smiled, picked up the dress "bought for her" and went back to the house to "change". Old lady song waited left and right. Wan Niang, who didn't wait to change her clothes, hurt her broken leg. Old lady song had to endure it until it was dark. Song Qingyun came back from reading and slipped into old lady song's house like a thief.

"Mom, how's things going?" Song Qingyun was most concerned about this. As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait to ask. Old lady song's legs hurt and couldn't speak. Ouch, he said two words, but song Qingyun couldn't care about anything else and asked again and again.

"Little bunny, when didn't my mother do you a good job in what you arranged?" old lady song didn't care about it. She replied happily. The mother and son were happy for a moment, as if Wan Niang had died, as if song Qingyun had married the princess of the Regent's house. From then on, she became a senior official.

The mother and son are immersed in beautiful fantasies about the future. Song Qingyun is cautious by nature. Then, old lady song is sure that wanniang took the clothes infected with the plague. She is not sure that wanniang put on the clothes with her own eyes. She is not sure that wanniang is infected with the plague. Song Qingyun always feels uneasy.

"I went to Wan Niang's room to have a look." Song Qingyun was not at ease and decided to have a look in person. Old lady song watched her son's back go away. The leg pain that had just been covered up by joy was slowly getting worse. Old lady song remembered that her son had just asked her nothing and scolded, "little white eyed wolf."

"Wan Niang, did you sleep?" Song Qingyun stood outside the door, pointed his toes and peeped in, but he couldn't see clearly, so he had to ask aloud.

A violent cough came from the room. Wan Niang's voice seemed weak and weak: "is it brother Qingyun? Cough, I suddenly felt uncomfortable and had fallen asleep."

Isn't wan Niang infected with the plague?

Song Qingyun repressed his ecstasy, but his voice still revealed something strange: "you... Why are you uncomfortable? Are you hot? Does your headache hurt? Does your body have a rash?"

In the room, Wan Niang looked cold and calm. What song Qingyun asked was the symptoms of the plague patient. He only said he was uncomfortable and didn't mention the word plague at all. Song Qingyun asked such a question unless he knew he would be infected with the plague early in the morning.