She tried to break free several times, but couldn't. She could only lower her head and look at Zhang Ruoruo, who was holding her and not letting go, and said softly: "In what capacity do you prevent me from going in? I am his mother. It's natural to care about him. You are just an aunt, don't forget your identity. You don't have to make people laugh at you by acting like this."
The surrounding servants were already chirping at this strange scene. It was really ridiculous that an aunt actually prevented the mistress from visiting her child.
Who would believe it?
These words entered her ears like needles one by one, and her face turned green and red with the sound of discussion, as if she had opened a paint shop.
Wei Jingwei's words mercilessly penetrated her fragile heart.
She sneered a few times and said, "You are so smart and articulate. So what if you are his mother? Brother Cheng is usually close to me. I am afraid that your mother...is not worthy of your name."
"Oh, I don't understand what you said. Aunt Zhang has crossed the line again and again and is obsessed with Brother Cheng. Maybe there is a reason that I don't know..." Wei Jingwei's words were full of emotion. Zhang Ruoruo, who had such a bewitching charm, was so angry that he almost wiped out the whole thing.
Mei Yuanqing, who was standing aside, saw that things were getting worse and worse, and immediately opened his mouth to scold him.
"That's enough!" Mei Yuanqing interrupted her words, simply pulled away her hand that was holding Wei Jingwei's ankle, and then shook it away hard.
Caught off guard, Zhang Ruoruo hit the door panel with her hand heavily. Her hand collided with the strong door panel, and she immediately let out a cry of pain.
Rubbing his arm, Zhang Ruoruo seemed to be in severe pain. He looked at Mei Yuanqing with red eyes and said in a very sad tone, "You are really so heartless."
"You are not clear-headed right now, so you should go back to your room and rest by yourself. There is no need to disturb Brother Cheng's rest."
"You blame me? You said I'm not awake? Who is not awake? He is lying in bed now not knowing whether he will live or die. What do you want me to do..."
"Aunt Zhang is really interesting, saying these stupid words to other people's children." Wei Jingwei deliberately taunted her.
Immediately, Zhang Ruoruo became so extreme that she started to speak indiscriminately again.
"Other people's children? You think you have something to be proud of, but you don't know that you ended up making someone else's wedding dress..."
"That's enough." Mei Yuanqing's face turned livid. Seeing that what she said was getting more and more embarrassing, she turned to wink at a few stout nuns outside the door, "Aunt Zhang is not feeling well. Take her back and try again." Find a doctor to take a look at it."
"Let me go! Don't touch me, I'm not sick!" Zhang Ruoruo struggled hard, but the days of pampering and pampering for so long had long since made her lose the strength she had in the countryside, and now she could only become a turtle in a jar.
The two nuns stood on one side, their thick arms firmly grasping her slender arms, and they were unable to move at all for a moment. They could only stare at Wei Jingwei with a pair of bloodshot eyes. The look was very strange, and there were several Partially crazy.
She was completely different from the gentle and carefree person she usually was in front of Mei Yuanqing.
"Take it away quickly." Mei Yuanqing waved his arms, his eyes filled with impatience.
She watched frantically as the nuns dragged her away roughly.
Her fingers gripped the door panel hard, and Wei Jingwei could vaguely see that there were some blood stains on the door panel, which showed that she had exerted so much force just now that her fingernails were almost pulled off.
Enduring the discomfort in her heart, she didn't have any unnecessary sympathy for Zhang Ruoruo. Isn't all this her own choice?
Step by step until now, she was stupid and ignorant in her previous life, and ended up with a tragic end.
This time, someone else has to taste what it was like at that time.
Now it is Zhang Ruoruo, and from now on it will be the Mei family, who has hurt her before.
everyone.
She wants to settle this account one by one.
"Brother Cheng... is still sleeping. Please go in and take a look. He is still young and needs mother's care."
After cleaning everything, Mei Yuanqing spoke to Wei Jingwei in a soft tone.
"Yes, I understand."
She took a step forward, and as soon as she walked in, she heard him continue: "If you are in better health now, you can take back your housekeeping rights. Aunt Zhang is just an aunt after all. She will need more care from you, Madam, in the future. "
What is it really? What does she think?
Come when you call and go when you wave? When she was deeply in love with Zhang Ruoruo, she was the one in charge of Zhang Ruoruo's family. Now that she was useless and lost his heart, she thought of herself?
There is such a good thing in the world, but he, Mei Yuanqing, has taken advantage of it all by himself.
"I'm not in good health yet, and I can't control my family for the time being. The doctor told me to rest."
"Well...that's fine. It's okay to live a while."
This time Wei Jingwei didn't refute, she raised her eyes, her beautiful face was a special color in the smoky Mei family.
There was a hint of affection in Mei Yuanqing's eyes, a look she had only seen when the two of them looked at each other in the past.
Once upon a time, she had also lamented, felt unwilling and envious.
As for now...
It's really useless.
It was very quiet inside the house, perhaps because the master didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the servants were also cautious when serving him.
Several maids and servants had red eyes, and their eyes were full of confusion.
Maybe they are afraid of their uncontrollable future, maybe they are afraid of the current situation. There are many factors among them, but they are not worried about the master on the bed.
It can be seen that what Brother Cheng does on weekdays is very unpopular.
"How are you, Master?"
Hearing the question, an older boy came forward and whispered: "In reply to Madam, I gave you water this morning and drank some medicine at noon. Unfortunately, the young master vomited them all. He will survive again later." , and finally drank it..." He choked up as he spoke, "These days, the master can't eat anything, the slaves can only follow the doctor's instructions and feed him some sugar water, and he feels better."
Wei Jingwei nodded and praised a job well done.
He opened the curtain and walked in.
The person on the bed who used to have a rosy face and lively temperament had a pale face, lying there as if he had no life.
But even so, Wei Jingwei felt nothing at all.
There were times in his last life when he was sick. What was it like at that time? She lit the lamp all night long and waited on him with all her clothes on. She did everything herself, for fear that the slave below would not be attentive enough and make him unhappy.
He couldn't eat, and kept clamoring for the porridge cooked by Wei Jingwei, so she went into the kitchen, and under the surprised eyes of the servants, washed the rice, washed the grass, etc., and cooked the porridge to feed him.
