The old Taoist priest shook his head with a helpless expression.
"They are all a group of very pitiful children. They were stillborn due to various reasons before they were born, so they are waiting for the destined one in the Taoist temple. The young lady must cherish this fate between mother and child."
Shen Xiumin stared at the stone doll in her arms and nodded vigorously. Regardless of whether it was true or not, if she had a child, she would definitely love him very much.
The second aunt didn't speak. She just kept looking at the altar, pointed at the five dolls at the top and asked, "Why are those five dolls black? Are there red threads tied around them?"
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been looking at it for a long time, but I always feel that the doll is alive.
Mentioning this, the old Taoist priest sighed helplessly: "Because they were aborted by their mother twice and four times, they have accumulated resentment towards human beings. They must be enshrined in Taoist temples to practice and let the ancestors turn away their hostility."
The trip was finally worthwhile. The old lady returned home with her two daughters-in-law satisfied. Before leaving, she did not forget to burn another stick of incense and muttered: "Bless Xiumin, this baby will be a son."
After seeing off the Marshal and his family, the Taoist priest closed the door of the side hall and did not forget to count before leaving.
All five evil spirits are present.
After returning to the Marshal's Mansion, Shen Xiumin built a shrine in the bedroom according to the old lady's instructions, placed the doll inside, and offered incense sincerely.
Shen Xiumin is soft-hearted. Regardless of whether it is true or false, she does not want the child's soul to wander around in the world without a fixed place, so she burns two sticks of incense on time every day.
As time passed, she didn't want to face the difficult old lady or deal with the sour and jealous aunt, so she just talked to the baby.
On this day, she placed a rattle in front of the doll, smiled and said to herself: "I saw that children like this, so I bought one for you."
"Young mistress, the old lady is looking for you."
Shen Xiumin nodded and said softly to the doll: "You play first, I'll be back soon."
After closing the door, the two went downstairs.
Through the cracks in the window, there was a faint, crisp laughter, and... the muffled sound of a rattle.
Chapter 147
The young mistress of the Marshal's Mansion is pregnant!
The old lady was worried and asked a famous doctor in the city to come and check to make sure that Shen Xiumin's belly was really pregnant.
"Okay, okay, housekeeper, send me to the doctor." The old lady's hands and feet were trembling with excitement, and she could hardly hold the beads.
She walked around Shen Xiumin's bedroom, her wrinkled face twitching, and said softly to her daughter-in-law: "Xiumin, the first three months are a critical period. You can't be tired or angry. If you have anything to ask your servants to do, , you just need to take good care of yourself."
Shen Xiumin touched her belly and nodded with a smile.
In order to let her rest, the old lady went to the living room after she came out, called everyone in the house, and shouted sternly: "Young mistress is pregnant now. If I find out that she is cheating and cheating and she gets angry, I will drag her out and beat her with a stick." die!"
The second concubine bit her lip, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction. Why was Shen Xiumin so lucky?
There was an undercurrent surging outside, and Shen Xiumin was not in a calm mood. Thinking back to what the Taoist priest said that day when the baby was being invited, the woman lifted the quilt and stood up slowly, came to the shrine, stroked her belly and asked softly: "Is it you? Will you become My child?"
The stone doll smiled broadly, and the position of the rattle seemed to move a little.
Shen Xiumin's belly got bigger little by little, and her appetite waxed and waned. However, the old lady often asked people to cook sour food, which made her appetite worse and worse.
"Xiumin, as the saying goes, sour children are spicy, and those who eat more sours can have sons." The old lady kindly handed her a pack of sour plums, her voice full of coaxing.
Shen Xiumin didn't want to eat sour food at all. She had to have a plate of sauerkraut every day since she was pregnant. She felt like her whole body was pickled by sour food.
When she returned to the room, she quietly ordered her servants: "Go and bring me some pork jerky. I want it spicy."
Unexpectedly, this scene happened to be seen by the second concubine. The woman secretly came outside the window and slowly raised her eyebrows when she saw Shen Xiumin twisting the pork breasts and complaining to the stone doll that sour plums were not delicious.
"Mom, I saw the young lady eating pork jerky, and she complained that she didn't want to eat sour meat." She consciously grabbed the young lady's pigtails, and the concubine immediately went to the old lady to complain.
The old lady's expression was gloomy, her chest heaving with anger: "Second brother, if you dare to make false accusations..."
"Oh mother, with how much you love your young mistress, how dare I falsely accuse her? I just saw it!"
The old lady was furious and flustered. The first three were all girls, so what if there was another girl this time? Do you want Qian Kun to be unable to hold his head up outside for the rest of his life?
"No, I have to find a fortune teller to calculate it."
The fortune teller's words made the old lady feel cold.
"Old madam, judging from the divination, there is no doubt that this baby will be a girl."
The old lady didn't give up and asked Wen Po again. They had delivered many babies and could tell whether they were boys or girls by looking at the shape of their bellies.
I asked several stable women, and most of them swore that "a pointed belly is a son, and a round belly is a daughter."
This honest old lady was completely heartbroken. She sat in the room crying and shouting: "What evil has our family done? Will the Qian family's incense be ruined in my hands?"
Listening to the faint cries, the second aunt was gloating next door. Now everyone thought that there was a girl in her belly. See how crazy she was. It would be great if the baby born in October was really a girl.
The woman came to the old lady's room and pretended to comfort her: "Mom, in case the husband's prediction is not accurate, let's wait and see again after the baby is born."
"Mr.'s prediction is not accurate. Could it be that Po Wen got it wrong too?" the old lady vowed, "Shen Xiumin definitely has a daughter in her belly. It will take five or six months to wait for the baby to come out..."
As she spoke, the old lady's eyes froze.
Yes, it will take another five or six months...
If you cultivate yourself again, you will have to wait for another year.
no!
"Secretly, go and get me a pair of abortion pills."
The second aunt was horrified. She didn't expect the old lady to be so cruel. She was just sowing discord and keeping the good things in the family away from the young mistress. She didn't mean to harm her child!
"Mom, you are a handsome guy no matter what." She advised tactfully.
"Qian Kun doesn't lack daughters, he lacks sons!" The old lady sneered. Seeing the woman's pretty face turning white, she looked down upon her even more, "You useless thing, get out!"
The second aunt thought that the old lady had given up the idea, but she didn't expect that the young mistress's baby still fell out a week later.
Shen Xiumin was lying on the bed, her face as pale as a ghost, basin after basin of blood was brought out, and her slightly bulging abdomen flattened.
The old lady sat next to her and wiped her tears: "Xiumin, as the saying goes, the first child is difficult to raise. You are still young and you will have children in the future."
Shen Xiumin was incoherent: "Mom, I have always paid attention to rest and did not dare to exercise strenuously. Why is it gone... I have always been in good health, why is it gone..."
A guilty conscience flashed in the old lady's eyes, and then she said cruelly: "You have a good rest during this period. I will ask Qian Kun to come back and stay with you. If you have one, there will be two, and there will be children."
Shen Xiumin forced a smile, her eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, mother, as long as you don't blame me."
The second aunt kept her head down, not daring to look at this stupid woman who had been deceived.
The old lady chatted with Shen Xiumin for a while. Seeing that she was very tired and drowsy, she got up and left the bedroom. When passing by the stone doll in the shrine, he burned a stick of incense and muttered: "Bless the next child to be a son."
After seeing the old lady off, she saw that the young lady was also asleep, and the maid quietly closed the door.
The villa is surrounded by lush woods on three sides, with only the road in front for people to enter and exit. In the evening, the setting sun gradually disappeared into the clouds, and the light in the room began to dim.
In the quiet bedroom, two of the three incense sticks in the incense burner burned at an abnormal speed, and soon two were short and one was long.
The stone doll stopped smiling, and blood gushed out from its eyes. The snow-white stone sculpture was dyed scarlet in the blink of an eye, and as the blood condensed, it became completely black.
It slowly turned its head and stared in the direction the old lady left, with a vicious and ferocious expression.
…
"Ahhh! It's alive, there really is a soul inside!"
There were whispers in the cinema.
The members of the House of Horror covered their beating hearts and looked at the surprised audience with disdain.
The members of the club read countless films, but this little bit of terror didn't scare them. On the contrary, the screams from the audience in front of them frightened them.
As the leader of the group, Shen Sang suddenly thought of the grandparents in the row behind him and turned around quickly; "You are not scared, are you?"
A group of old people clutched their chests and looked livid, slumped on their chairs as if they couldn't breathe. Even so, they had to force themselves to keep their eyes open to look at the screen.
Just... very persistent!
The girl who tried to persuade Xu Yuanbo not to come in was also very worried: "Grandpa, you'd better leave. It might be very scary down there and it's not good for your heart."
Xu Yuanbo almost nodded along with Shen Sang's words, but the person next to him stopped him, and then he realized: "No, we have to continue watching."
The old man burst into tears. If Shi Song and Xing Zhengtian hadn't fallen, they wouldn't have come over.
Shen Sang's mouth twitched, obviously defeated by this group of stubborn old men and ladies.
He turned back and discussed in a low voice with his companions: "I think the spirit baby will take revenge later."
They have watched countless horror movies and can already guess some developments, but the film shot by Yu Jing, even if the audience can guess the next developments, can make people want to stop and even look forward to the next scenes.
The deputy leader nodded in agreement. With comparison, he realized Yu Jing's power more intuitively.
"That old woman is so hateful. The evil of human nature always refreshes my understanding."
"My aunt... I didn't expect that during the Republic of China, there were still three wives and four concubines."
"I remember the Taoist priest said that if the spirit baby turns into an evil spirit, it will kill people, right? What about Shen Xiumin? She is innocent."
A group of people gradually became excited.
…
Shen Xiumin's health gradually improved and she would sit in front of the shrine in a daze every day.
The stone doll was still all white, but she always felt something was different.
She picked up the rattle and shook it gently. The muffled sound made her look more and more dazed: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you."
She was apologizing to the stone statue and also to her unborn child.
Qian Kun also came back. When he learned that she had a miscarriage, the man was silent for a long time before saying: "You are still young. You will definitely be able to give birth to a son in the future."
Shen Xiumin lowered her eyes, her heart gradually becoming cold.
On this day, the second concubine followed the old lady's instructions and gave Shen Xiumin ginseng chicken soup.
No matter how guilty she was, seeing that Qian Kun had spent all the time with her, he said angrily: "Drink quickly, mother said to drink it all."
Shen Xiumin didn't want to drink it, but the second concubine was ordered to keep watch, so she could only pick up a spoon and slowly put the chicken soup into her mouth.
The second aunt couldn't see her looking like she was drinking poison. She curled her lips and looked at the furnishings in the room. She became even more jealous when she saw all kinds of expensive vases and jade.
She touched her belly, bit her lip and thought: "If she can get pregnant, she will definitely have these things."
