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003 The secret discussion between mother and son of Wu family

He remembered that he had mentioned the conditions, but he didn't remember if King Yama had agreed or not.

There was nothing in the space other than the stones and the pool water, as well as the set of items made of jade.

There was no land that he could cultivate, no gold mine, no medicinal herbs. He did not have anything from novels!

It was just water that was used for some unknown reason!

Or could he have a baby just by taking a sip?

Just thinking about it made him shudder!

However, he was a modern man, so how could he not play with the ancient people?

The novels he had read were not for nothing!

At the very least, he had to get rid of this Wu Family first!

In the future, legitimate brother would be the one in charge of this house. Blood Mother and her first wife would be in charge of the house.

He clearly knew how the original owner died!

Who would have thought that the judge would be so disloyal and give him everything in terms of conditions, but even let him be a bastard!

If he knew this would happen, he would have requested for it!

At the same time, Madam Wu was dressed in plain white, and head-ornaments's eyes were red with pearls. Occasionally, she would press the handkerchief to the corner of her eyes, and it would count as testing her tears.

Wu Jun walked in: "Mother, someone has already written a report to the imperial government, the title of hereditary position should be fine."

"That's good!" Madam Wu was very satisfied, she will be the old mistress from now on.

If the old man died, she would die. As the old mistress, her title would be raised another level. This was the custom of the imperial government, and the grade of the daughter-in-law would not be higher than hers.

Old Madam Wu wiped the corner of her eyes again, "Your father is a wise man, so he will definitely rest in peace …"

"Mother, don't be sad! You still have a son!" Wu Jun quickly kneeled to show his filial piety.

The wife of Wu Jun who was beside Old Madam Wu, the current Madam Wu, also kneeled down along with his. "Mother, don't be sad, your daughter-in-law will definitely be more filial towards you!"

In fact, he was very happy in his heart. If the old man died, then so be it. He would just make way for his husband!

Old Madam Wu was actually happier. After the old master passed away, she did indeed feel sad, but after feeling sad, she felt happy!

The little imps that the old master had raised had finally fallen into her hands!

"Mother, after twenty-seven, let's go to the funeral procession. It's not a big deal to stay at home for a long time." Wu Jun suggested in a small voice.

"Hmm, there's no need to tell that to the western courtyard. It's best if he dies from illness. If he doesn't die, then he's unfilial!" Old Madam Wu felt aggrieved in her heart when she thought of that bastard.

"Of course, if the younger brother died with his father due to excessive grief, then it would be due to filial piety. However, when the father's funeral was held, he did not appear, so …" That would mean being unfilial!

It would be easy to ruin the reputation of the people outside. What future could an unfilial provincial graduate candidate have?

As the eldest sister-in-law, she would never say a word. In any case, there was her mother-in-law above her, so she could take care of her husband's concubines. As long as they did not give birth to a concubine, she could bear with it.

Three days later, Wu Youcai finally had the strength to get out of bed. He ran over and told him, "Young Master, tomorrow will be the seventh day. After the seventh day, there will be the funeral!"

Wu Youwei thought to himself that it was true!

"Help me put on my clothes, the two of us will quietly …" Wu Youcai had some strength now. Although he was not as strong as a martial arts master or a burly man, he was at least a man. Even if his strength was small, he could walk on his own.

The little guy swiftly put on the undergarment.

The one who died was his father, and according to the rules, he had to wear mourning.