The back and forth between Du Wenniang and Mr. Lu gave him a splitting headache.
Shen Qingluan's calmness and elegance just allowed him to be quiet for a while.
Before leaving, he did not go to say hello to the old lady.
After all, what happened yesterday left him with a grudge. Even if he had accepted the old lady's explanation, he could not be the same as before.
Mrs. Lu was not upset at all. She was relieved when she heard that he went to the Shen family in person.
Du Wenniang's matter is like a bomb about to explode, and it can only be defused by another gentle village.
Now that Jun Hongbai is willing to be interested in Shen Qingluan, that's the best thing.
As for Shen Qingluan's attitude?
A woman regards her husband as her first priority, and Mrs. Lu never thought about the possibility of Shen Qingluan rejecting her.
When the carriage arrived at the door of Shen's house, Jun Hongbai's servant Changdong was the first to knock on the door.
The simple wooden door was opened a crack, and the young man in gray clothes poked his head out. When he saw the word "Jun" on the carriage, the corner of his mouth dropped.
"The villain goes in and makes a report."
The wooden door closed again.
Inside, Shen Qingluan and Shen's mother were writing the annotations of "Agricultural Classics" when Cuicui entered with a strange look on her face.
"Madam, my uncle came to pick you up personally and brought me medicine."
Then he looked at Mother Shen again, "Would you like to welcome me in for a cup of tea?"
Just as Mother Shen was about to speak, Shen Qingluan put down the pen first, "No need, the Shen family's tea is crude, I'm afraid it will stain his mouth."
Mother Shen was silent for a moment, and then persuaded: "They say that a prodigal son never comes back with gold. If my uncle can change his mind and respect and love you from now on, that's not the case..."
Shen Qingluan lowered his eyelids, "Changing your mind? How is that possible? Jun Hongbai wants to be a filial son and grandson to Du Wenniang for the rest of his life."
"You girl." Mother Shen couldn't help but chuckle, "How could you talk like that?"
Shen Qingluan dried a stack of manuscripts and put them away one by one before speaking slowly:
"The prodigal son turned back, but the price was a woman's waiting and sacrifice. But why?
He, Jun Hongbai, didn't give birth to me and raise me. He only dealt with hurt and betrayal. Why should I accept it as soon as he bows his head? Is it true that as a woman, you are inherently inferior to a man? "
Her voice was soft and gentle, and her expression was even calmer, but Mother Shen inexplicably sensed a surge of hatred and despair.
What did the Jun family do to Qingluan? Her personality changed drastically.
Mother Shen clenched her fists and said, "Go and drive Jun Hongbai away."
"No need."
Shen Qingluan put the paper away, "I just came to see my father. Now that my father is in good health, it's time for my daughter to return to Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion."
The debt between her and Jun Hongbai has not yet been settled.
Chang Dong, who was rejected outside, stamped his feet, "The Shen family is so neglectful of you. I don't think you need to send medicine. Let them fend for themselves."
Jun Hongbai was also unhappy. If it had been in the past, he would have left without looking back.
But at this moment, the words of the elder of the Jun family yesterday came to mind.
Well, maybe this Yue family, which he thought was nothing, still had some use.
He sat on the carriage for a long time holding back his anger, expecting that if Shen Qingluan and everyone in the Shen family didn't get angry with him for mercy, he would definitely not hand over the medicinal herbs.
This time you sit, you sit until the sun is high in the sky.
Jun Hongbai made an inappropriate "gurgling" sound in his belly.
His face suddenly turned pale, and he opened the car door and was about to give instructions to return.
Just at this moment, the door of Shen's mansion opened again. Shen Qingluan dressed neatly and got into the carriage she came in, and said loudly: "Let's go."
That's it?
Jun Hongbai's anger, which had been building up to the top of his head, was just like a snowflake, and he was so uncomfortable that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were screaming.
The carriage returned to the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion. Shen Qingluan got out of the car gently and deftly and was about to enter. Jun Hongbai could no longer suppress his anger and stepped forward to grab her arm.
"Shen Qingluan, is this how you treat your husband? Respectful, humble, respectful and loving, which one do you have!"
His voice was filled with overwhelming anger, and the maid serving at the concierge knelt on the ground.
Shen Qingluan paused, turned around and looked back at him expressionlessly.
How many times had Jun Hongbai scolded her in public without any scruples?
It seemed that she was not a respectable mistress, but a maidservant in his house who could be sold at will.
Perhaps her gaze was too cold, so Jun Hongbai subconsciously let go.
Shen Qingluan retracted his arm, straightened his wrinkled sleeves, and smiled slowly.
Jun Hongbai's scalp tightened and he subconsciously wanted to cover her mouth, but it was too late.
Shen Qingluan's thin lips parted slightly: "Being respectful and modest, you treat a man who dares to take responsibility and stand upright. Shuzhen respects and loves a husband who is in love with her."
The uncle asked himself, which one did he account for? "
As soon as he finished speaking, all the servants in the courtyard raised their heads in surprise and looked at Shen Qingluan standing upright in the middle.
Jun Hongbai was also stunned, and his cheeks suddenly turned the color of pig liver, "Shen Qingluan, you are so presumptuous!"
After the anger, a strong panic rose in my heart.
Before, she ridiculed herself in front of the two clan elders, which could be explained as a moment of anger, but what about today?
I just said something to her casually, maybe the tone was a bit harsh, but I could go ahead, and it's not like I didn't say something more extreme.
When did she become so sharp-tongued and unwilling to give in?
Could it be that she hasn't gotten over what happened yesterday?
This thought was like a life-saving straw. Jun Hongbai subconsciously stopped thinking about other possibilities and stopped his anger:
"I know you are worried about your father-in-law, so you are speechless. I will not ignore this matter. Yesterday, I ordered people to sort out the medicinal materials from the warehouse and wait to send them to the Shen family."
Shen Qingluan indeed raised his eyes to look at him.
The look in her eyes was meaningful, and Jun Hongbai intuitively felt that it was not gratitude.
Sure enough, Shen Qingluan curled her lips and smiled softly, "The sun really came out in the west today. The uncle has never cared about my father, and he has never even set foot in the front door of the Shen family, but today it has changed."
She tilted her head, pretending to be thoughtful, "I used to be considerate and considerate to the uncle, but he was cold and indifferent to me. On the contrary, we had a slight dispute with the uncle yesterday, but the uncle changed his attitude.
Could it be that the uncle is different from others and likes to be treated badly by others? Could it be that the uncle's former wife, Sister Wen Niang, was like this to the uncle, and this made the uncle never forget her? "
There was silence in the concierge, you could hear a pin drop!
The maids and servants were all trembling and terrified.
Madam, is she crazy?
How dare you mock me like this? I'm used to being scolded by others. Isn't that because I have a disease in my head?
I heard that there are several waiters in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion on the West Street of Beijing. They take in too many customers, and they also have weird hobbies. Every time they take in customers, they have to whip them with whips and scold them.
One time a customer went too far and threw the waiter out of the second floor window.
Ouch, it was so tragic, the body was bruised and purple, not a single piece of good flesh was left, but the expression on his face was still ecstasy, which made them look so embarrassed.
Could it be that the uncle is also this kind of person?
For a moment, all the eyes that fell on Jun Hongbai changed.
Curiosity mixed with observation made Jun Hongbai feel ashamed and angry.
This, this, this, this is not something a woman can say!
Jun Hongbai was so angry that his lips trembled and his fingers trembled, but he did not dare to point at Shen Qingluan.
He was actually afraid. He was afraid that Shen Qingluan would have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. If he said anything earth-shattering again, he would never have the face to be a human being!
Shen Qingluan seemed to know what he was thinking in his heart, but refused to let him go, curling his lips and smiling:
"But I have to live up to the wishes of the uncle. My father has been using ginseng for a hundred years as medicine. These things from the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion..."
Shen Qingluan turned his head and glanced at the medicine bag behind him, "The Shen family can't afford it, and they don't dare to ask for it."
Jun Hongbai took a sharp breath, and his cheek stung as if he had been slapped ten times.
He thought he had a bargaining chip in his hand to make Shen Qingluan bow his head, but she didn't care at all.
Damn it, when did it start? When he faced Shen Qingluan, he would always be frustrated and disappointed.
Obviously, it wasn't like this before.
It was obvious that he went to see Shen Qingluan just to get a moment of peace and consideration.
Jun Hongbai had a splitting headache for a moment.
In the midst of the anxiety, Nan Chun, who was beside the old lady, ran over in panic, "Uncle, it's not good. Brother Yuan is making noises about dropping out of school. Go and have a look!"
Jun Hongbai's painful temples felt even more uncomfortable. He glared at Shen Qingluan fiercely and hurried to Fushou Hall.
Shen Qingluan was stared at:...
He shouldn't think that he did something in it, right?
Since Shen Qingluan had made a guess, Shen Qingluan would not wait stupidly to be beaten. While sending people to the outer courtyard to invite the people from the second room, Shen Qingluan followed unhurriedly.
Before entering the main courtyard of Fushou Hall, I heard the howling of ghosts and wolves coming from inside.
Jun Yuan kept shouting, "Dad, Mom, Grandma, Grandma," which made Shen Qingluan's head hurt.
She wanted to just turn around and walk away, but before she could turn around, she was spotted by Jun Qian who kept peeking out, and rushed forward to grab her sleeve.
"Mom, you are here, please help Yuandi to intercede, daddy is going to beat him to death!"
Mother?
Shen Qingluan immediately became alert.
Every time Jun Qian calls her this, it's probably because she's holding something back.
Although she was only a half-grown child, she had a deep and sinister mind. Shen Qingluan dared to underestimate the bastard Jun Hongbai, but he did not dare to underestimate the poisonous insect Jun Qian.
Shen Qingluan secretly used force to pull back his sleeve from Jun Qian's hand, and said calmly: "The husband is the guide for the wife, and the father is the guide for the son. This is the guide. Your father wants to educate his son, so there is no place for you and me to speak."
She avoided Jun Qian and walked in. She saw Jun Hongbai holding up a half-foot-long cane and hitting Jun Yuan's thin back.
The old lady couldn't help but could only sob and wipe her tears aside.
Jun Qian just asked Jun Yuan to cause trouble, but she didn't expect that he would be punished like this. She hated the instigator Shen Qingluan in her heart.
Seeing that she still looked indifferent to the good show, her voice was so sinister that it could almost extract poison:
"Shen Qingluan, Brother Yuan should call you mother after all. It is your duty as the mistress to take care of your stepson.
Now that you are watching the show like this, are you eager for your father to beat Brother Yuan to death so that you can take advantage of your own child? "
After Jun Yuan heard this, he hated Shen Qingluan so much that his teeth ached, and he cried even more:
"Mom! Why did you die so early! You didn't open your eyes to see what kind of life your son lived! My father was so cruel that he married a ruthless and poisonous woman.
Where there is a stepmother, there is a stepfather, this is true. Fight, fight, beat me to death so that I can go downstairs and accompany my mother. I also want you to see how cruel my father is and how he bullies the children you left behind! "
These words pierced Jun Hongbai's heart and lungs like needles. He raised the cane high and did not continue to draw it.
The smile on Shen Qingluan's lips slowly turned cold.
They were indeed a pair of children that Jun Hongbai held in the palm of his hand, and he knew how to exploit his weaknesses.
Oh, heartless and unjust?
Shen Qingluan had heard similar words countless times in his previous life.
Even if she really wanted to help her two children grow up, as long as the two children complained a little bit, Jun Hongbai and Mr. Lu would be full of curses and accusations.
She originally thought that after a long time of seeing people's hearts, everyone would understand her painstaking efforts one day when Junyuan was named on the Golden List and rose to prominence.
But she didn't wait until that day.
Okay, then don’t wait any longer!
Shen Qingluan walked into the main hall and sat down next to Mr. Lu: "Brother Yuan is nine years old this year, and he should have the blood of Zhenyuan Houfu.
I'm curious, when my uncle was nine years old, was he beaten all over the house with a cane like this? "
