Chapter 247, Killing Heart (3 more)
Zhenniang was also taken aback.
She never thought about what Zhao Huanniang would do if she got married?
"I really want you to be happy."
"As for myself, if I meet the right one, I will marry myself."
But Zhenniang also has high vision.
I want to find someone who is good in all aspects, and people don't like her.
Besides, she is not taboo about meat and vegetables, she can marry Sun Yiming, be infatuated with Zhao Huanniang, and fool around with a servant.
Zhao Huanniang was silent for a while before she said, "Zhenniang, find a house and move out. You can just give me the amount of money I invested in the restaurant. I don't want to do business anymore."
Zhenniang stood up when she heard the words.
"What do you mean?" asked sharply.
"You and the boy... I saw you kissing in the house that night. He has been in your house for the past few nights."
Zhenniang thought Zhao Huanniang was jealous.
"Huan Niang, if you don't want to, I will break up with that boy immediately, and we will go to rest now, I..."
"Zhenniang, you misunderstood me." Zhao Huanniang took a deep breath, "I will go to see Master Yun, and then seriously find someone to marry. I may not be suitable for business, but only for cooking The rich lady who opened her mouth and stretched out her clothes."
"Zhen Niang, don't fight with Han Qiao, we can't fight her. It's better to live your own life in peace and stay away from her."
Zhenniang sneered when she heard the words, "Are you afraid because your son is in her hands? Huanniang, it's your business if you don't fight for it, but I won't let it go. I will move out as soon as possible. boy..."
"I sent you off."
Zhao Huanniang did not explain why she and Zhenniang parted ways.
But Zhenniang hated Zhao Huanniang.
It's not that she lacks the money to buy houses and servants, but she just doesn't think it's necessary to buy them because she doesn't think she will always live in Puyi County.
Since Zhao Huanniang has opened her mouth to push people away, she won't lose her face and hang on.
Zhenniang got up, and immediately sent people to the brokerage firm, and then asked people to pack up, and then took the banknotes to Zhao Huanniang.
The shop deed or something, originally wrote Zhao Huanniang's name.
She believed in Zhao Huanniang, but she didn't want Zhao Huanniang to drive her away.
"I'll give you the bank note, when will you go to the Yamen to change the deed?" Zhenniang asked coldly.
"anytime."
"Let's go then, I'll move out by the way."
Seeing that Zhenniang said she was about to leave, Zhao Huanniang asked worriedly, "You move out now, where will you live at night?"
"There is an inn outside, let's go to the inn."
"You don't need to move away in such a hurry..."
Zhenniang glanced at Zhao Huanniang indifferently, but said nothing.
But staying is definitely not going to stay.
She also wants face.
Seeing this, Zhao Huanniang did not force her to stay.
It was not so harmonious at first, and they were mixed together because of a common enemy. Now Zhao Huanniang is withdrawn. Thinking carefully about Zhenniang eating her and living in her, the flowers are also hers, and she almost led her into the ditch.
With doubts and resentment in mind, how can it be possible to be harmonious like before.
Even if it is an appearance, it cannot be pretended.
It would be better to part ways.
Where did Zhao Huanniang know, she didn't hesitate at all, which caused Zhenniang to kill her.
Heng House
Children should never be hungry.
Just a few nannies came over, and the little guy still wouldn't eat it if he tried again.
She had no choice but to hug Han Qiao back into her arms.
Maybe it's really a mother-child bond, and he stopped crying when he was in Han Qiao's arms.
Have no choice but to nurse the child by Han Qiao.
It's just that her own milk is not a solution. After the confinement period, she has to be busy with other things, and this season, the spicy Polygonum grass for fermented glutinous rice has been dried in the shade according to the method she taught, but there are not many glutinous rice in hand. The method is to make fermented glutinous rice in large quantities.
It can only be left.
In order to nurse the child, the female doctor came to give Han Qiao an injection, and she was sweating profusely from the pain.
Fortunately, the child can eat after a while after the silver needle is pulled out.
Han Qiao gritted his teeth and endured it.
But after the child took the first bite, it still hurt so much that she hissed and gasped.
When she was in pain, that sense of happiness made her more joyful than ever.
When Heng Yi entered the house carrying chicken soup, he saw this scene.
He thought, the most beautiful, warmest and most touching picture in the world is nothing more than this.
Weak women nursing young children.
Tenderness and kindness are all around.
"Heng Yi, why are you standing there?" Han Qiao said softly.
Switch the child to the other side.
Heng Yi looked away, but couldn't help but look again.
Han Qiao gasped in pain.
"Did he bite you?" Heng Yi asked.
Han Qiao laughed straight, "He is still so young, how could he bite? Do you think he looks like you?"
Heng Yi thought of what he had done, and his face turned red.
"Drink, drink chicken soup, the slick oil has been skimmed, and some medicinal materials have been added to nourish the body."
He scooped and blew before feeding it to Han Qiao.
"The doctor said that you should eat less now, even if you have an appetite, you can't hold on, but you should eat a few more meals. The bird's nest is still stewed, and you can eat one before going to bed."
"Um."
Feed one and drink the other.
One is eating his own ration.
Extremely warm.
After eating, the child puffed and pulled.
Han Qiao was at a loss, what to do?
She has never raised a child at all, and she has the habit of remembering everything, but she dare not do it.
"Call cattail grass to come over."
Picao's family is poor, and the elder sister has to take care of the younger siblings below. She does these things very neatly and carefully, wiping the children's buttocks and changing diapers quickly.
Cleaned up and put it back to Han Qiao's side.
"Puff grass."
"Mrs."
Pucao stood on the side respectfully and well-behaved.
After raising her for so many days, her complexion is rosy, and she has cleaned up her face without any makeup or powder, and her nails are neatly trimmed.
"In the future, you will take care of the young master personally, and you don't have to do other work. I will send you two maids to order and order."
Pu Cao looked up at Han Qiao.
There is incredible in the eyes.
"He still needs a nanny by his side. He doesn't want to eat next to the nanny, so he squeezes it into a bowl and uses a spoon to feed him. No matter when the young master is around, there must be two people."
"Yes."
Pu Cao wants to say that she can take good care of the young master by herself.
But this is the young master, seeing how much the master and wife value him, she dare not boast.
It would be nice to have two more maids.
Fortunately, the child is not next to the nanny, but he is willing to eat it after feeding him with a spoon.
The nannies of the two baby dolls were left behind.
Before dinner, several children came to see my brother again.
Because it was hot, the little guy kicked his tabby socks off.
Sun Ke said in surprise, "Mother, there is a red mole on the sole of my brother's foot."
Han Qiao heard the words, and remembered that Heng Yi also had a heart on the sole of his foot.
It seems that this is hereditary.
"Mother, brother is so white."
"Eating more bird's nest can make you whiter. You have to stew it every day. The three of you should eat it too. You don't need to eat too much when you are young, just half a bowl is enough."
They are now full of collagen, and it is time to grow their bodies. It is good to eat some to nourish slowly.
The three sisters responded softly.
He Cheng also pulled Han Qiao and said, "Mom, I want to eat too."
"Eat, arrange for you and brother."
Han Qiao rubbed He Cheng's head.
It is not because he has his own son that he does not love him.
He Cheng grinned, his heart and eyes filled with joy.
(end of this chapter)
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