"Master..." Mrs. Yue was a little panicked. The Zheng family didn't want her, so where else could she go?
Zheng Hong flicked his sleeves and pushed her to the ground: "Crying, crying, just crying, raising a daughter is all about crying, it's useless. I'll be upset when I see you!"
He turned around and left, scaring Zheng Ning into crying even more.
"Mom, dad doesn't want us anymore, what should we do?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen. Your aunt is from the Yue family after all! Don't forget, your great-grandmother is still alive! Do you really think no one can punish her? This time, I not only asked the Chu family to send you your dowry , I have to support you in getting married!"
…
After Lin Qingge and Mrs. Chu finished dinner, it was already time to light the lamp.
"Grandma, it's getting late. You've been tired of traveling and traveling these past few days, so you should rest early." She said softly as she sent Mrs. Chu back to the yard.
Mrs. Chu smiled and did not refuse: "You should also go to bed early. You have put a lot of thought into taking care of Feng'er."
For some reason, Lin Qingge felt a little flustered for no reason when Mrs. Chu mentioned taking care of Chu Nanfeng.
She did try her best to treat him, but when it came to taking care of him...she wasn't as hard as Sixteen or Seventeen.
Especially since she sneaked out many nights, leaving Chu Nanfeng alone in the room.
Coughing slightly to relieve her embarrassment, she subconsciously raised her hand and touched her nose: "Grandma, my granddaughter-in-law heard that the eldest aunt of the Yue family grew up with you, so why are she not so close to you?"
Mrs. Chu naturally understood her change of topic.
Mrs. Chu didn't point it out, but instead sighed: "That child Lin'er has been arrogant since she was born, and she wants to marry high. However, she is not the most outstanding in appearance, temperament, or ability. She really marries into a wealthy family. What do you rely on to make a living?"
The back door is as deep as the sea.
If an incompetent person marries in, he will probably disappear quietly.
Lin Qingge, who has watched countless palace fighting dramas in modern society, nodded: "What my grandmother said is that there are always disputes in places with many people. According to my eldest aunt's temperament, it is more appropriate to marry low."
Mrs. Chu patted her hand approvingly: "But she thought I didn't feel sorry for her, so she made a big fuss with me and went home. As a result, she didn't get married after all."
The Yue family relies on the Chu family to gain a foothold in the capital. Even if Mrs. Yue returns to her natal family, Mrs. Chu will have no chance of marrying high unless she spits out her words.
But in the end, she married Zheng Hong, and there may be a story behind it.
But Mrs. Chu didn’t say anything, and Lin Qingge didn’t ask.
After returning to Qingzhuyuan, she did not check Chu Nanfeng's pulse as usual, but sat by the bed and stared at him.
Although he didn't open his eyes while lying on the bed, the presence of those two gazes was so strong that she couldn't ignore them even if she wanted to.
He already knew what Mrs. Yue had brought Zheng Ning to cause trouble.
But he didn't think that this matter would make Lin Qingge angry, or even want to lose his temper with him, the 'living dead'.
Just when he was filled with doubts, she spoke up.
"I used to think that if I had money in my hand, I could have a happy life. Now I have a lot of money in my hand, but there are also many people who care about it. If I had kept it in my hand, it might be an exaggeration to say that I would be killed, but It’s definitely not a good day.”
"Zhou Chengzhang mentioned some time ago that the national treasury is empty and there is no money to provide disaster relief. This is a good opportunity to sprinkle money."
"But it's not my turn to do favors, so I have to do something a little stupid. Will you laugh at me?"
Her soft tone suddenly became tough: "Chu Nanfeng, let me tell you! I put so much thought into it just for your Chu family. If you dare to laugh at me, I can cure your leg, but I can break it again!"
After saying a harsh word angrily, she went to write the letter happily, the corners of her lips still curling up.
"He owed me a promise last time. If I give him a step this time, he has to reward me with something, right? I think I should give him a first-class imperial title as his wife!"
The corners of Chu Nanfeng's mouth twitched slightly, but he kept his expression calm, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart.
The wives of other wind musicians were named imperial wives because of their husbands' merits.
It's better for his wife to fight for everything herself, but what this husband does... is indeed a bit useless.
Lin Qingge didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. After writing the letter, he took out the large amount of banknotes he had earned before, wrapped them up, and sent Shiliu to Su Yunting's Wangyou Pavilion.
But before Shiliu left, she couldn't help but said: "Wait a minute!"
"Young Madam." Sixteen looked at her and asked if there was anything else.
She laughed dryly and said nothing. She reached out and touched the cloth bag in Shiliu's hand, with a distressed look in her eyes.
"These are white banknotes, and I threw them all away before I even covered them. It really hurts my heart. How about we keep two more?"
Shiliu didn't say anything, he just put the bag containing the banknotes in front of Lin Qingge.
As if she was encouraged, she happily took out two, and then said: "Two are not much, how about leaving some more?"
"No, no, no!" Lin Qingge withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, and his head began to shake, "One on the left and one on the right, and it will be gone after a while."
After saying this, the look in her eyes when she looked at Bu Bao revealed another meaning.
After a long while, she seemed to have made up her mind. She stuffed the two banknotes back in her hand and looked at Shiliu with righteous words.
"Why aren't you leaving? Don't you know I can resist anything but doubt?"
Even the sixteen who had always been cold-hearted were shocked by Lin Qingge.
He looked at her with a strange look on his face, turned around and flew away without giving her a chance to speak again.
Just looking at the direction in which his figure disappeared, Lin Qingge couldn't help but complain: "It's really not my own money. I really don't feel bad about giving it away!"
…
Lin Qingge felt very depressed after sending the banknote to Wangyou Pavilion.
In addition, she was really tired after traveling for several days in Qiu Lie, so she simply stayed at home and didn't go out.
He and Chu Nanfeng lay on the bed every day.
"No wonder you haven't woken up. It's really comfortable to lie down. I don't care about what's going on outside, and I don't want to be disturbed by anything. As long as you eat and sleep every day, and sleep and eat every day, the life of a pig is also the life of a fairy."
When she exclaimed the beauty of 'lying flat', he had already begun to make plans in his mind to knock her out so that he could go out.
Just when he was considering taking action, Seventeen's whirring sound came from the door of the room.
"Young Madam, Young Madam, a greeting card has been delivered to my door!"
Greetings?
Lin Qingge sat up like a carp.
"So formal? Is the Lin family here to ask for a dowry?" Her voice was obviously excited, and it was obvious that the past few days had been too dull.
"No, it was sent by the Yue family, and it is signed by the wife of the Yue family."
