MTL - My Stepmother is Soft and Charming-Chapter 117 Every trouble

Chapter 117 Various Troubles

She has important things to do today and has to go out.

 For no other reason than to take my sister-in-law Liu, my nephew Ping'er, and my eighth sister Xue Niang to see how the renovation of the General's Mansion is going.

So, while going back to the room to tidy up a little, I sent someone to invite them.

After burning the incense, the four of them happily left the door of the Duke's Mansion. They did not notice the current depression of Beiyuan at all.

 Since the fifth room was cleared out, the people in the third room have behaved a lot.

They knew a little about Mrs. Wei's methods in the past, and they always felt that it was because of the dignity of relatives, so she did not dare to be too restrained by the third wife.

Now, even a fool can see that keeping them here is just to disgust Dongyuan.

If Mrs. Wei was really threatened, she would be uprooted.

 I'm afraid that their end will be worse than that of the fifth-bedroom apartment. Therefore, the people in the third-bedroom apartment want to leave.

 But where should we go after leaving?

The people in the whole room were gloomy and gloomy. Even Shang Erlang, who usually loved sleeping outside in flowers and willows, drinking and gambling, stayed at home obediently today and did not dare to go out randomly.

 After a long while, Shang Sanlang spoke.

“How about we move to the house on Osmanthus Alley. Anyway, my great-grandfather left us three bedrooms there. Although it’s a little smaller, it’s better than staying here and being controlled by others.”

Having said that, no one except Sanlang’s wife seems to be willing.

 The reason is simple, moving is not difficult.

 How to survive on your own is troublesome.

 After all, the land titles of the shops that Sanfang once divided have all been spent over the years, and those who sold them for money do not have much money left.

 What can be left behind are the coffins of the three old masters and the three old ladies.

 Asking the two of them to take out those things, one is unwilling and the other is useless.

You can't just live on the dowry of the second husband's wife, so everyone is silent.

Seeing that no one answered her husband's proposal, Sanlang's wife sighed, pulled Sanlang's sleeve, and signaled him to stop talking.

Anyway, it’s useless to talk too much, and it’s easy to bore people.

Seeing this, Erlang's wife had an idea in her mind.

 Instead of having such a big family tied together, it is better to live separately.

 She has support from her natal family, and she also has a profitable shop of her own.

 There is no problem in raising three sons.

 But if you add such a large group of people, it’s hard to say.

 Sure enough, it is beneficial when we gather together, and it is also beneficial when we disperse.

It's just that it's hard to say this kind of thing from her mouth now, otherwise if outsiders find out, they will definitely be unfilial in various ways.

 After all, grandparents, father-in-law, mother-in-law are all here.

 They couldn't find any good excuse even if they broke the law.

So, we fell into a pool of stagnant water again.

"You and your wife can move it by yourself. I have lived in this palace for most of my life, and now the soil is buried up to my neck. I don't want to go outside and make trouble."

　　It was the third old man who spoke, with a hint of helpless stubbornness in his tone.

 Even though he knew he was not welcome here, he was still reluctant to move.

 There are only two reasons.

 One is that they don’t want to be “driven” out of the house when they grow old, just like the fifth house, and become a bereaved dog.

 Secondly, he also wanted to enjoy more mourning and glory after death.

If you stay in the Duke's Mansion, you can still get some dignity. If you move out, I'm afraid you will only have a blue lantern and a thin coffin.

 He doesn't want to. Seeing this, Shang Sanlang could only give up and stop mentioning moving out.

 Compared to their anguish and troubles, Xiyuan's side is no less generous.

Ever since Shang Zhihe was trampled and broken by Prince Fu, no one in this courtyard has smiled.

 Wang Fu and his wife sent a large amount of medicinal materials here, but it could not alleviate the pain in their hearts.

On the day of the banquet, after seeing off Princess Yuehua, Mrs. Wei took Princess Fu to Xiyuan.

　　When I saw Shang Zhi and Na Douzi sweat rolling down their faces, my heart felt like sand, grinding them so hard.

 Aunt Shang has never been pregnant again since she gave birth to her son.

Over the years, there have been many concubines and concubines born in Prince Fu’s Mansion, but none of them have been raised.

 So Prince Fu is the only one in the whole house, so naturally, Prince Fu and his wife are very protective of him.

 I'm sorry, but they are not willing to make their son pay any price for this.

Therefore, Shilang's wife was filled with hatred, but there was no one in the house who could make decisions for her and her son.

She suddenly felt alone and helpless.

Especially because the imperial doctor came to look at it carefully and said that it could be cured so that the lameness in the legs and feet would not be visible, but this was only when walking.

If you want to ride a horse, shoot arrows, run, jump, chase, etc., you will not be able to do so in the future.

 This is equivalent to blocking half of Shang Zhihe's future future. How can this prevent Shilang's wife from dying?

 The entire Xiyuan Garden was also filled with gloom and mist.

Especially Mrs. Wei, on the left is her grandson wailing in pain, her daughter-in-law gnashing her teeth, and on the right her daughter and son-in-law sincerely apologizing, but to no avail.

Such torture, coupled with the fatigue accumulated from preparing for the birthday party, made her fall ill all of a sudden.

I have never had any headaches before, but now I have severe headaches every day.

 Drinking bowlfuls of tranquillizers, but of little use.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I was filled with the screams of my grandson and the ruined future, and I couldn’t sleep at all.

The person who has been working hard for just a few days has turned sallow and looks much older. At this moment, he looks a bit like a person in his fifties.

 “Madam, please take medicine.”

Aunt Jiao whispered something in Mrs. Wei's ear, her eyes full of worry and distress.

 When things develop to this point, no one will feel more pain than Mrs. Wei.

The Duke of Guo has such a naughty temper that he just talks about being sad. Now he doesn’t hide in his study every day and refuses to go out to do things.

 So the huge burden does not all fall on Mrs. Wei.

Mrs. Wei coughed twice, and when she got up from the bed, she felt very dizzy.

If I hadn't supported Grandma Jiao next to me, I might not have been able to get up.

 But no matter how difficult it is, you must take medicine, otherwise you will not be able to take good care of yourself and how will you deal with these things in the future.

 Mrs. Wei had a clear mind, so she took the medicine in one go.

Waiting until the medicine bowl was empty, I gasped for air in an attempt to relieve the cough.

 Mother Jiao put her hand on her back to help her, and said while returning it.

“Madam, don’t be anxious. This illness is just caused by a temporary bad breath. It will be cured after taking medicine for a few days.”

After hearing this, Mrs. Wei also gave a wry smile.

"My illness will naturally be cured, but He'er's legs will remain like this for the rest of his life. I'm not willing to accept it."

It is clear that the grandson whom I have put all my efforts into cultivating is much better than Shang Zhiping next door.

 Unexpectedly, the halberd would be broken in the hands of my grandson.

 (End of this chapter)