Chapter 1335 The Returnee's Notes 409
Madam Song was panting, her eyes wet with sweat, and her hand instinctively grasped Xie Ning's wrist, "The child..."
The wet nurse beside Xie Ning had been watching her closely. Upon hearing this, she managed a weak smile and said, "Madam, it's a girl."
Alas, these days the lady prays to the Bodhisattva every day, but she is still just a girl.
Madam Song's breath hitched for a moment, but instead of loosening her grip, she tightened it even more. "The child..."
The wet nurse was taken aback, and said with a complicated expression, "Don't worry, Madam, the child is with the master, he'll be fine."
Despite saying that, Madam Song felt uneasy and then looked at Xie Ning, "Qingmiao, go and check on the child."
After saying that, she could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep. Xie Ning knew that Madam Song was extremely exhausted, so he left without worry.
The wet nurse followed her out and grabbed Xie Ning's arm, saying, "Qingmiao, you need to keep your mouth shut these next few days."
Xie Ning lowered her head slightly, feigning confusion, and asked, "Granny, Qingmiao doesn't understand."
“You don’t need to understand. Just say you saw the child, but the child was weak and was sent to the countryside to be raised.”
Seeing that the wet nurse wouldn't reveal anything, Xie Ning pretended to be impulsive and asked, "Why would you say that, young lady...?"
The wet nurse waved her hand, "Master won't keep the young lady. He was just trying to appease Madam before."
"But why are you helping the master keep it from the madam? You are the madam's wet nurse."
"You little girl, why do you talk so much? Just say what I tell you to say. Here, the master is the head of the household. I'm doing this for the good of the madam, so she won't be sad."
If I had gone earlier, I probably wouldn't be so reluctant to leave.
Fortunately, there were two little girls ahead of her; they were very well-behaved, and the lady would eventually forget about the child after being coaxed and pampered.
Xie Ning looked at the room's decor, opened her mouth, and wanted to ask how the family could not afford to raise a girl given their circumstances.
Although she was described as poor, she didn't look poor or miserable at all.
Just as she was about to ask, she caught a glimpse of the wet nurse's pale face and immediately shut her mouth. The development of events here was beyond her control.
If things really turn out like last time, we should be even more cautious.
Last time, the ghost in blue was still conscious and had some good intentions, but not every ghost in the world is necessarily good.
The wet nurse muttered again, "The lady will forget about the child once she's been coaxed and pampered."
It's as if it's making me more determined.
Seeing that no one was in the outer hall, Xie Ning turned around and walked outside. By then, it was already getting dark, and the cold wind carrying fine snow added another layer of chill.
Lord Song stood under the eaves, with the midwife beside him.
Upon seeing Xie Ning, Lord Song frowned. He did not recognize Xie Ning, as he did not pay much attention to the maids beside Madam Song. The head maid was one thing, but Xie Ning was not.
Xie Ning was aware of this, so he curtsied, introduced himself, and then turned his gaze to the child in the midwife's arms, explaining his purpose.
At this moment, the baby was making soft, small cries. After all, it was freezing cold, and even adults were bundled up like bears, let alone a newborn baby. How could it withstand that?
Lord Song said in a deep voice, "Qingmiao, you and the midwife take the young lady to the back mountain."
Meeting Lord Song's cold and stern gaze, Xie Ning knew that he wanted her to get involved, so that if her hands were stained with blood, she would stand with him.
Seeing Xie Ning hesitate, Lord Song called out again, "Qingmiao."
"yes."
Xie Ning left with the midwife. This back mountain was naturally not within the mansion, and it was still some distance away.
"Wang the midwife, let me hold the baby. You've been holding him for so long, you must be tired."
Xie Ning smiled and reached out her hand. Wang the midwife did not refuse, after all, she was really tired. She had gone through the ordeal with Madam Song when she gave birth.
Seeing the child's flushed face, Xie Ning wrapped him up even tighter.
Seeing that Xie Ning was young, the midwife Wang couldn't help but say a few more words, "Miss Qingmiao is young and probably doesn't know some customs. It is said that a family should not have more than three daughters. This child will definitely not be able to live. If there are too many girls, they will absorb the good fortune, and then the boys will not come."
Therefore, even if the family is not poor, they would not keep this child.
It was as if he was explaining it to her on purpose.
Xie Ning squinted at Wang the midwife, then suddenly asked, "Does Wang the midwife know of any family that has never had children?"
Her question was so direct that Wang the midwife must have seen through her intentions.
Xie Ning was expecting Wang the midwife to ask a question in return, but the other woman pretended not to understand and then said, "There is such a family."
Wang the midwife lifted the curtain of the carriage window and said, "Qingmiao, look, that's the couple selling ginger soup and pancakes. They've been married for seven years and still don't have any children."
Xie Ning glanced at the couple, who appeared to be in their early twenties. They seemed quite kind, and their relationship was harmonious.
"Is it the man's problem?"
The midwife covered her mouth and laughed, "How did Miss Qingmiao know?"
"If that woman couldn't have children, she would probably have been divorced long ago. In the current situation, it's probably because that man is infertile."
"That's absolutely true. That's why all men in the world are like that. Even if there are good ones, they are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, something you can only meet by chance and not by seeking."
Xie Ning patted the baby, who was sleeping soundly in her arms without crying at all.
Then Xie Ning took out a silver ingot and handed it to Wang the midwife, saying, "I hope you will keep what happens next a secret, Aunt Wang. I will reward you handsomely afterward."
The midwife, Wang, stared wide-eyed. Lord Song was generous, but not as much as Xie Ning.
"Of course, of course."
Wang, the midwife whose eyes were fixed on the silver ingot, immediately agreed.
She's not a servant of the Song family, so why should she follow this rule?
Of course, money is more important!
Xie Ning got off the bus and entrusted the child to the couple for care. He would give them some money every month, and if nothing unexpected happened, the child would be able to survive.
Being trapped here indefinitely wasn't a good idea. Perhaps the turning point lay with the child, so Xie Ning followed her heart and rescued the child.
Qingmiao herself didn't have the money for bribery, but Xie Ning did.
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