【QQ Farm Golden Finger, Banishment, Farming, and Building a Fortune】Cheng Weiyao transmigrated, becoming a pitiful little girl forced into a substitute marriage and about to be banished. Don...
Chapter 127 Sending Someone Away
"Master, please calm down. You know the situation in our house. We live in poverty. Auntie's illness is not easy to cure. It will cost a lot of money, and there is no guarantee that it will be cured..."
The mistress had been taking care of my grandfather for many years and knew his temperament very well. Her eyes rolled around and she immediately took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, looking like she wanted to save him but was powerless.
The corners of my grandfather's mouth twitched slightly, and his furrowed brows were so tight that they could almost pinch a fly to death. When he was young and hot-headed, he really couldn't stand seeing women cry, mainly because the sight of a woman with tears in her eyes was really heartbreaking.
But the eldest wife is already this old now, and her face is no longer as pretty as that of a little girl. When she cries, her facial features move all over the place, and she looks very ugly.
"I'm going to see my aunt."
My grandfather couldn't bear to watch it, so he changed the subject and decided to go and see how serious the so-called disease was.
As soon as his hand touched the door of the woodshed, he was pulled back by the anxious mistress. She took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the door knocker before opening the door of the woodshed.
Feeling the bright light coming in, the aunt who was lying on the ground in the quilt reluctantly raised her head. A pair of grim faces were revealed under her long hair, as if she was a debt-collecting ghost crawling out of hell.
The medicinal food given by Cheng Weiyao is indeed powerful, but it only looks impressive on the surface. The aunt still has some acting skills. She trembles with her hands as if she wants to crawl two steps towards the door.
Before my grandfather could react, the mistress had already slammed the door shut. The head of the household couldn't afford to fail, as he was still relying on the master to support the family.
"This...how did it become like this? Do you understand the reason?"
My grandfather was frightened by my aunt's horrifying appearance and took a step back. After calming down, he began to think about how to deal with it.
Now that rumors have spread outside, many nosy people are waiting to see what the government's attitude will be. The most appropriate way is to hire someone to take a look, but the money...
"Son, you absolutely cannot do that. Auntie ate rats, and she might have the plague. If the doctor diagnoses it, we won't have to stay in Qingshi Town anymore!"
The old lady knew her son well. When she saw that her grandfather's expression was not right, she stopped spinning the Buddhist beads in her hand, sat up and gave him earnest advice.
The government's attitude towards the plague has always been very clear. It would rather kill three thousand people by mistake than let one go. If the news really gets out, not only will the concubine herself be quarantined and expelled, but even the people around them who live with her day and night will inevitably be driven out.
Being in exile does not mean being free. Once you leave the gate of Qingshi Town, the defenders have every reason to shoot you for the crime of desertion.
"Master, everything the old lady said makes sense. Besides, isn't there still a way now..."
The mistress smiled mysteriously and leaned close to her grandfather's ear.
Although the concubine has become a useless person in her own mansion, but honey to one person may be poison to another. Didn’t the family of Prince Qingping’s mansion swear to support the concubine before?
Since you want this sickly kid, then send him to them. Not only can you gain a good reputation for helping others, but if the aunt's disease is transmitted to them, you can also avenge your exile!
"You're right, but Auntie is so ill, the news has spread a long time ago, and no one is willing to take her in. That grandson's wife doesn't look like someone you'd want to marry..."
Grandfather hesitated. The idea was good, but reversing it would be difficult. Word of his concubine's illness was spreading everywhere, and he hadn't summoned a doctor to see him. If the Prince of Qingping's Mansion refused to accept him, wouldn't that be a slap in the face?
"Master, just write a letter to release me, and I will take care of the rest."
The mistress smiled confidently. She had been living with the Imperial Concubine for more than a year or so, and before she got married, she had thoroughly understood the temperament of this second-room girl.
Judging from the report from the Third House, the Imperial Noble Consort did not want to accept the call, but was forced to not accept it due to the aura of her granddaughter-in-law Cheng Weiyao.
She could just look on helplessly and send the person to her door. Given the soft-hearted character of the Imperial Noble Consort, could she be an unfilial daughter and turn her mother away? In this way, even if the concubine died in the Qingping Prince's Mansion, it would not be the fault of her family.
After much deliberation, my grandfather finally wrote the letter to release the concubine. He didn't care about the mistress's subsequent actions. He just felt a splitting headache, his business was not going smoothly, and there were a lot of troubles at home.
"Master, you are not feeling well. Can I give you a massage when you return to your room?"
The mistress took the letter from the concubine attentively, blew gently on the ink marks that had not yet dried on it, and wanted to offer help with a gentle look on her face.
However, my grandfather pointed his finger and directly asked the third room to serve, and said in a gentle and considerate voice: "Madam is still busy dealing with the concubine's affairs, so the third room will accompany me. I'm tired, so I'll go back to my room to rest."
The third wife had just wrung out all the clothes and dried them in the sun, but she didn't expect the master to suddenly stand up and point at her. She immediately felt like she was being stared at from behind. She knew without thinking that the mistress of the first wife must be dissatisfied.
"Master, I still have to accompany the eldest lady for a while..."
The third wife came back to her senses with a hesitant look on her face, her tone a little embarrassed, and her eyes turned to the mistress, pretending to be weak.
"Madam is capable. I don't need your assistance. Follow me into the room."
My grandfather was aroused by the attitude of the third wife and he stepped forward, embraced her, put his arm around her waist and planned to go back without considering the feelings of the mistress at all.
Watching her grandfather enter the third room, the mistress's back teeth began to creak.
Now that rumors have spread outside, it is better to send the concubine back to the Prince Qingping's Mansion as soon as possible. The mistress originally planned to ask the third house to make a trip.
After all, the concubine was sick, and she didn't want the disease to spread to herself. She didn't expect that this seductive thing would get close to the master at this critical moment.
It seems that I have to rely on myself now... Thinking of the concubine's half-dead appearance, the mistress still couldn't bear to push open the door of the woodshed.
"I'm going back to the temple to pay my respects. If your sachet is ready, please remember to send it to me..."
The old lady fully agrees with the current situation. She doesn't care about favoring a concubine over the wife. As long as she can have a new baby and make the mansion lively, it doesn't matter if the mistress of the first house suffers a little.
"Yes, take care, old lady."
The mistress bowed slightly and watched the old lady enter the Buddhist hall. Then she waved her hand and knocked the sachet on the stone table to the ground.
Everyone in this family is in chaos! They are all stepping on their own heads!
Although she was angry, the concubine's problem had to be solved. After much consideration, the mistress went to the street to find someone to help her and prepared to take the concubine to the Prince Qingping's Mansion in a cart.