Chapter 17 Retribution

Style: Girl Author: Shen HuanWords: 2102Update Time: 24/01/11 08:43:50
Mrs. Zhang secretly cursed this group of people in her heart. At this moment of hesitation, Aunt Zhao took a step forward and said, "Old slave, please leave." She raised her hand and made a gesture of invitation to the doctor.

Seeing that something was wrong now, the doctor was finally able to leave, so he hurriedly left with his breast in his arms.

Mrs. Zhang looked at their departing figures and took a fierce breath, "What the hell are they? If my sister-in-law is still alive, she, Mrs. Li, is just a thing worthy of holding a urinal."

People say good people don't live long, so why did my sister-in-law die?

Of course, when the first wife of the eldest son was alive, the sister-in-law and the sister-in-law were not on good terms, but now that she is dead, the past events have been forgotten.

I only remember Li's evil deeds and the sins Li suffered in the past.

Only by thinking about those things from the beginning can the anger be calmed down.

Then he sighed again, she is just a despicable concubine.

On the other side, after the doctor left, Pan Zeyu poured water for her mother, "Mom, although it's nothing serious, you still have to take care of yourself."

Pan's mother hummed, "I know my health, so don't worry."

It is said that heart disease requires heart medicine. Pan's mother suddenly lost her husband and became a widow. She couldn't bear the blow and felt depressed. However, she didn't always look sick and depressed. After all, it was always uncomfortable to live under someone else's roof. It was not a good life. If it’s too moist, the more miserable it is, the better.

This time, because Zhang was eyeing An Hongshao's betrothal gift, Pan Zeyu took the initiative to propose a plan in order to please his aunt.

Fortunately, Pan's mother is really sick, otherwise the secret would have been exposed.

After drinking some water to moisten her throat, Pan's mother couldn't help but read, "If you ask me, that girl Hongshao is quite nice, and she looks good. You see she is thinking about you. If you two can make it, that's fine." Beautiful thing.”

When the doctor was arranged to come, Pan's mother automatically felt that this was what An Hongshao had in mind.

Pan Zeyu shook his head repeatedly, "Mom, it's too late to say anything now. The Heavenly Family is watching her marriage, so naturally nothing can go wrong."

Seeing that Pan's mother still wanted to talk, Pan Zeyu continued, "Now that she is in power, to put it bluntly, she has benefited from the Lian family. If she follows me, Old Mrs. Li will not be able to help her for a while. Now that she has returned to the capital for the first time, Naturally, I miss my little girl. After a long time, people will be able to distinguish between the inside and the outside. If my son can reach high school, he will have to be supported along the way. If the tutor is not dedicated, how far can his son go? "

Pan Zeyu sighed, "Being a nephew and son-in-law, what's better than being a granddaughter and son-in-law?"

Even An Xinyou is eyeing Taifu Li's granddaughter, how can he be stupider than An Xinyou?

An Hongshao was good-looking, but good-looking but could not be used as food. In the past, she had no power and power, and a concubine could not help him in the slightest. Naturally, he had never thought of marrying her. Nowadays, An Hongshao is more useful to herself as someone else's wife than marrying herself, so it is better to let her marry someone else.

Let her think about him over and over again, and then he can respond to her requests.

"Mom, don't worry. My son will definitely find you a daughter-in-law who will not be inferior to her in appearance and appearance." Pan Zeyu didn't explain his plan to Pan's mother in detail. He just said it after a few words. stand up.

Seeing that her son was a little impatient, Pan's mother didn't want to say anything else.

boom!

Just as he finished speaking, he heard the door outside being kicked open.

Next to the second room is a courtyard that Pan Zeyu and his son built alone, but it is also a small courtyard. There are only three main rooms. One on the left and one on the right is the room where Pan's mother and Pan Zeyu rest. The middle room is used as Pan Zeyu's study room, where some poetry books are placed.

The door of the hall was kicked loudly, and Pan's mother quickly got up.

In An's family, the old lady didn't care about the family and rarely asked about anything. Except for festivals when Pan's mother had to go to greet her according to etiquette, she and the old lady were nowhere to be seen on weekdays.

On the other side of the main room, it was impossible to hit the door of the second room. The only ones who can be so fierce are probably the few masters of the second room.

They stayed under the fence, and no matter which master they were, they couldn't neglect them, and they hurried out to welcome them.

"Little sister." As soon as she walked out of the inner room, she looked at Madam Zhang with a sullen face. Mother Pan's heart skipped a beat, and she could only put on a puckered smile and take Madam Zhang's hand affectionately.

"Open it for me." Mrs. Zhang became angry when she saw Pan's mother looking so sick. She always felt that Pan's mother, like Li, was a person who suppressed bad things.

Without thinking, she just threw away Mother Pan.

Because the arm was swinging too much, the back of the hand hit Pan's mother's face.

Zhang didn't use much force, she just slapped Pan's mother on the face, which would be particularly humiliating in front of so many people.

"Mom." Pan Zeyu exclaimed from the side, and quickly supported Pan's mother, while his eyes, filled with strong anger, glared at Mrs. Zhang viciously.

Zhang was stunned for a moment by the hatred in Pan Zeyu's eyes, and then she realized that the overwhelming anger swept over her.

I wanted to go up and skin Pan Zeyu.

Why was An Hongshao being instigated by Li? She saw that it was a group of them plotting against her. He forced himself to give up the power of being a middle-aged man, and then he could follow An Hongshao to live a life of fine clothing and fine food.

It was very good, but I believed it in vain. As a result, the big house sent the doctor here, and I realized that I had been tricked!

Now that Pan Zeyu's wings have strengthened and he can climb high branches, it is no longer the time to kneel outside the door and beg for him.

There are so many people in this world who are villains who succeed.

Pan's mother saw that Mr. Zhang's expression was wrong, and she quickly patted the back of Pan Zeyu's hand to comfort him, "Don't be nervous, it's fine, your aunt was also careless."

First comfort your son, don't lose control of your temper. Then he looked at Mrs. Zhang and said, "Little sister, if we have done something wrong, as long as you tell us, we will change it."

She kept her posture very low, and her plain clothes and sickly posture made her look even more like a servant than a servant.

Even if she did this, she couldn't calm down Mrs. Zhang's anger, but it made her flames even brighter.

He looks like he is harmless to humans and animals, but he can play tricks on himself, and he is helpless.

Looking up and looking around, they looked at the books in the room. With these things, they not only wanted to take away their own rights, but also wanted to suppress their own sons and dream!

"You don't need to change, and I don't need you to change. I don't care whether a poor family can change or not!" Mrs. Zhang's voice was very soft, and she even smiled, but after saying that, the knife in her eyes was no longer What was hidden came out, "Give it to me, destroy it!"

Mrs. Zhang gave an order, and several tall and thick women rushed in.

"Don't move!" Pan Zeyu immediately let go of Pan's mother and blocked the room full of books with his body.

If these books were just bought from outside, they could be supplemented later, but there happened to be articles and poems written by him.

He also wants to rely on these things to become a disciple of a famous teacher. These are his lifeblood.