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Chapter two hundred and seventy third stir yellow

When Mr. Cheng Er and Han arrived at Niansongtang, Mr. Cheng and his wife, who were closer to Niansongtang's residence, had arrived. Mr. Cheng San was rubbing Mrs. Meng's head, and a group of people stood in the room.

When Mr. Cheng Er and his wife came in, Mrs. Meng pushed Mr. Cheng San's hand away and asked: Where is Wei'er?

Wei'er went out early in the morning

Mrs. Meng seemed to be unable to control herself, and her tone was particularly anxious: Did the girl go to Jishengtang quickly? Call her back quickly, my head hurts so much

Mr. Cheng San hurriedly said: Mother, Wei'er didn't go to Jishengtang this morning. I'll press it for you first.

No need for you, Meng's voice was sharp and high, as if she had endured it to the limit. She pounded the bed post with her hands and shouted, "Hurry, go and find Wei'er to come back."

Han was still stunned, and Master Cheng Er pushed her in anger: Tell someone to find her, you are a mother, don’t you know where Wei'er often goes?

Oh, okay, okay. Han complained in his heart, but he still bit the bullet and ordered.

The waiting time was like a year for Mrs. Meng. Her temper became more and more irritable. Later, she wanted to hit the wall with her head. Her distorted expression scared everyone so much that they didn't dare to make a sound. Only sharp sounds echoed indoors.

Why didn't Wei'er come yet? I'll peel her skin when I come back. What about Yao'er? Mrs. Meng grabbed Master Cheng's hand. His mind was a little confused. Hurry, go to Shatter Yuju and call Yao'er over.

Mr. Cheng Er looked ugly and said carefully: Mother. You forgot, Yao'er is gone.

After that, Mrs. Meng thought in a daze and gradually began to think about it. Her face became even more ugly. Wei'er couldn't find it, Yao'er was gone. Are you unfilial sons going to see me live and feel pain in death?

No one dared to answer the question. At this moment, Afu hurriedly ran in: Here comes the third girl.

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Wei had already picked up the curtain.

When Mrs. Meng saw Cheng Wei, she was like a drowning man catching a life-saving straw. She no longer saw the stern voice she had just heard, and her expression showed a bit of fanaticism and anxiety: Wei'er, come quickly, come quickly. Grandma is going to suffer to death.

Cheng Wei hurriedly walked to Mrs. Meng, stretched out her hand to stroke her forehead, and said calmly: Grandma, don’t be anxious.

The plain hands were cool and sweat-free. With such a gentle caress, Mrs. Meng's anxious mood really relieved a lot.

Everyone present looked at each other, and their eyes were different when they looked at Cheng Wei.

Is this the ability of Doctor Fu's doctor so amazing?

Grandma, the more impatient you are, the more painful your head will hurt. You can bear it a little. I'll prescribe medicine for you. Cheng Wei comforted Mrs. Meng and raised her foot into the compartment. For about a quarter of an hour, she brought out a glass of light red water.

He just walked to Mrs. Meng, and before he could speak, the cup in his hand was snatched by Mrs. Meng and started drinking it in big mouthfuls.

Mother, drink slowly. Master Cheng Er advised.

Mrs. Meng finished drinking in one breath before handing the cup to Cheng Wei and let out a long sigh.

Grandma, how are you feeling

Mrs. Meng raised her hand to hold her forehead and said slowly: It seems that it is much better.

That's good. Cheng Wei smiled and suddenly frowned. Grandma, you obviously drank the talisman water I made for you a few days ago. Why did you have such a headache today?

Mrs. Meng waved her hand: I thought it was your talisman water that didn't work, but who knew how it hurt like this. The pain was like a thick needle pricking my head, which was simply unbearable.

She grabbed Cheng Wei's hand: Wei'er, you have to figure out what's going on, otherwise, if you suddenly do this, wouldn't it be a life.

Cheng Wei thought for a moment and shook his head slowly: Grandma, as long as you take talisman water on time, it will not suddenly hurt like this. Are you stimulating?

Is it exciting? Mrs. Meng a little confused.

Cheng Wei continued: Grandma, are you too sad about your second sister?

Mrs. Meng was stunned by the question.

She was a little sad when she talked about the death of her second granddaughter, but that sadness was like a bunch of fireworks. When the headache came, it would have been wiped out long ago. How could she remember who Cheng Yao was?

The people present did not think so and advised them: Old lady, your body is important, you should be more open-minded.

The more Mrs. Meng heard, the tighter her eyebrows frowned.

No one knows better than herself that Cheng Yao's death has had an impact on her like a little splash, how could it cause storms? If the root of this headache cannot be found, what will happen in the future

But everyone was comforting that she couldn't tell the truth.

At this time, the maid who served the old man hurried over: Old lady, the old man insisted on going out for a drink, but the maid couldn't persuade him even if he tried to persuade him.

Mrs. Meng was upset and slapped the bed post hard when she heard this: It's really not worry-free. She still has to run out after being bitten by a dog.

Mr. Cheng Er hurriedly advised: Mother, please calm down and don’t be anxious and have a headache again.

Well, Mrs. Meng forced herself to calm down and murmured, I don’t know what happened in the past two days, nothing goes well.

When she lifted her eyelids, she suddenly felt aroused in her heart and asked: Er, Che'er and the eldest girl from the Xu family exchanged Geng Tie.

Change the day before yesterday.

Mrs. Meng's brows were tightly locked: The Geng letter I changed the day before yesterday, your father was bitten by a dog yesterday, and the family was unhappy. Today I had such a headache again, Yao'er was gone

The more she said something was getting worse, and her face gradually became darker: Han, please send someone to bring Miss Xu's Geng Tie, let me take a look.

Ai.

Han hurriedly ordered Xuelan to pick it up. Soon after, Xuelan returned, her face turned white like her name.

What's wrong and noticed something was wrong with the maid, Han asked.

Madam, Gengtie Xuelan wanted to speak but stopped.

Mrs. Meng said sternly: Take it here

Xue Lan glanced at Han, and Han hurriedly said: Take it over quickly.

Xue Lan lowered her head and slowly pulled out the Geng post with the birth date of Miss Xu and handed it over. The sound of sucking air suddenly sounded inside the room.

The edge of the big red and gold letters is ragged and uneven. Judging from the shape, it was actually gnawed by a mouse.

This, Mrs. Meng pointed at the wedding post with a trembling hand, almost quitting her breath.

The interior suddenly became chaotic.

As the sky gradually became late, the sunset dyed the flowing clouds red and quietly sprinkled into the flying cabbage.

Cheng Wei asked Huamei in a low voice: My mother has really sent someone to return the Geng Tie.

Huamei nodded repeatedly: Really, the maid quietly hid behind the tree outside the yard and saw Mama Gui go out with her own eyes.

That's good. Cheng Wei looked at the clump of banana leaves outside the window and smiled foolishly.
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