Chapter 222, Retribution
The news that Yan Zhigao had fled from Songhe Courtyard spread quickly to all the other courtyards of the Yan family.
Second room.
Sun sneered, "This Lin, she still thinks she's back to the days of a few years ago when she was in the best of favors and could have whatever she wanted. But after giving birth to a concubine's daughter, she still wants to bring her to the old lady to raise. How dare she think that?"
Yan Yile, who was writing big words with a face full of bitterness and hatred, immediately looked up and asked, "Mother, Aunt Lin took the fifth sister to grandmother, so the eldest sister fell out of favor. This is a good thing."
"What's good about that!" Madam Sun nodded her little daughter's head. "If the fifth girl is really taken to the old lady's yard to be raised, her status will be elevated. In the future, she might even surpass you. Are you happy with her, a concubine's daughter, stepping on your heads?"
Yan Yile immediately shook his head.
Sun continued, "Let's take a step back and say that even if the fifth girl is brought to the old lady's courtyard, your eldest sister will not fall out of favor. Haven't you seen yet? Your eldest sister is the old lady's darling. Do you think anyone can replace her?"
"If the old lady is really that easy to bribe, you will be pleasing, Yishuang will act cute, but is it that the old lady is still indifferent to you now?"
Yan Yile pouted. Grandma was indeed difficult to please.
Sun patted her head and said, "Alright, write quickly. Once you have written a hundred articles, you can show them to your elder sister."
Yan Yile pouted and said, "Big sister is really capable. We have to listen to her in everything."
Sun said angrily, "If you can be as capable as your elder sister, others will listen to you. Write well. Daohua always keeps her word. Don't go out without you in the future. Then we'll see what you can do."
After hearing this, Yan Yile reluctantly started tracing the characters.
Three bedrooms.
Mrs. Wu smiled and used a rattle to amuse her little son who was crawling around on the bed.
The maid Chunju stood at the other end of the bed, careful to prevent the child from falling. Looking at Yan Wencheng's chubby cheeks, she smiled and said, "Seventh Master is crawling more and more smoothly now, and he has great strength."
Mrs. Wu reached out and pinched her son's chubby face, saying with a smile, "Don't you see how his big sister feeds him? He's almost become a pig."
Chunju glanced at Wu in confusion: "Third Madam, Shuangxinyuan is going to send the fifth girl to the old lady. Why aren't you in a hurry at all?"
Wu smiled faintly: "What's there to be anxious about? The old lady doesn't even want to raise Wencheng, the legitimate grandson, so how could she possibly raise a concubine's daughter? Wouldn't that just cause trouble for the eldest sister-in-law?"
As he spoke, his expression paused.
"Big brother is really something. He even went to the old lady for this. I'm afraid my sister-in-law will be sad."
Among her two sisters-in-law, she liked the eldest sister-in-law the most. She was a kind person and was willing to teach her what she didn't understand. Unlike the second sister-in-law, she always made fun of her intentionally or unintentionally when she spoke.
Chunju: "Now that Aunt Lin's idea has failed, the eldest lady should be happy."
Mrs. Wu shook her head and said nothing.
Although the eldest sister-in-law is the most respectable of the three daughters-in-law of the Yan family, she also bears the most responsibilities. Not to mention other things, just the two concubines of the eldest brother are enough to make her upset.
Although the head of the household only takes care of the farm affairs at home, she is very satisfied. If she were as capable as her eldest brother and had a few concubines, she would not be able to sleep well.
I really don’t know why the second sister-in-law envies the eldest sister-in-law so much?
Shuangxinyuan.
When Aunt Lin learned that the old lady refused to adopt her daughter, she felt very unwilling and forced herself to look at the maid Xiyun: "Where is the master? Why didn't the master come?"
Xiyun hesitated and didn't dare to look at the angry Aunt Lin.
Aunt Lin casually threw the pillow on the bed over and said, "I'm asking you a question, are you deaf?"
Xiyun then hurriedly said, "The master left the old lady's yard and went directly to the main courtyard."
Aunt Lin was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Master, are you afraid to come see me?"
Seeing that Aunt Lin's face was a little pale, Xiyun said worriedly: "Aunt, you just gave birth a few days ago, you'd better lie down and don't hurt yourself."
Aunt Lin said angrily, "I'm injured, so I'm injured. No one cares."
Xiyun said quickly, "Auntie, even if you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about the Fifth Master and the Third and Fifth Young Misses."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Lin went back. At this moment, the baby in the cradle started crying.
Aunt Lin glanced at the child irritably and said angrily, "Hurry up and take him out to the wet nurse."
Xiyun didn't dare to say anything more and quickly took the child away.
West wing.
Liu heard everything that happened in Aunt Lin's room.
Liu was copying Buddhist scriptures with a sneer on her face.
The maid Xu'er also heard it and said with a gloating look, "Mrs. Lin has come to this day. She really deserves it. She framed you, my aunt."
Liu smiled faintly, "It was my carelessness." Then she put down her pen and rubbed her wrist. "We'll see. I'll have to settle this score with her sooner or later."
After saying that, he raised his eyes and looked towards the main room.
Keep making trouble, and destroy the little bit of affection that the master has in his heart. Then the Lin family will be finished.
In the next few days, Aunt Lin kept asking people to block Yan Zhigao.
Yan Zhigao knew why Aunt Lin wanted to see him, and he didn't want to see her. At the same time, he also began to feel annoyed that she always caused trouble for him.
His mother was already unhappy, and although his wife didn't show it, he knew that she must be uncomfortable in her heart, but she didn't say it out of consideration for his face.
I used to think Lin was reasonable, but why is he becoming more and more unreasonable now?
Yan Zhigao felt dissatisfied and didn't want to see Aunt Lin anymore.
Not being able to see Yan Zhigao, Aunt Lin not only did not restrain herself, but she sent people even more diligently. Once, she even sent people to block the front yard.
This completely pissed off Yan Zhigao, and he put everyone around Aunt Lin under house arrest. He even had to have people in the kitchen deliver meals to her.
After that, there were always sounds of smashing and children crying coming from Aunt Lin's room.
After giving birth, Aunt Lin started to have continuous bleeding from her lower body within a few days due to the stress she had experienced.
"What did you say? Aunt Lin can't have children anymore?" Daohua looked at Wang Man'er in shock.
Wang Man'er nodded. "That's what the doctor said. He said that Aunt Lin had a difficult birth, and she was so fussy during the confinement period. Now, she's got a root cause of her illness."
Daohua sighed a little: "Could this person have postpartum depression?"
"What disease?" Wang Man'er looked at Daohua in confusion.
Daohua waved her hand: "It's a disease."
Wang Man'er nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She knew her daughter was reading a medical book. "But I think this is Aunt Lin's own retribution."
"Hmm?" Daohua looked over.
Wang Maner lowered her voice, "Why did Aunt Lin have such a hard time giving birth this time? Wasn't it because she fell to the ground and gave birth prematurely in order to frame Aunt Liu? Now she can't have children, and it's not her own fault."
Daohua nodded: "That makes sense!"
Guyu interrupted, "That's right. Actually, if Aunt Lin had just taken good care of herself, nothing would have happened. But she insisted on making such a fuss. She kept making such a fuss that she got herself into trouble."
(End of this chapter)
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