Grandmother was no longer taking care of me like she used to. She was minding her own business as she walked quickly with her mother's daughter-in-law by her side. I had no choice but to follow her from afar.
"Miss!" Green Pingping, who was behind me, held a lamp and supported me as I walked quickly. The lantern swayed in the night breeze.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw that it was brightly lit. The little girl in the front room saw that her grandmother had arrived with a large group, so she didn't even greet her mother. She quickly ran into the house to report to her mother.
Grandmother frowned, but didn't say anything.
When he entered the main room, he saw that there was a light on and a fire on inside. However, there was only a young maid guarding the room. What about your wife? " Without waiting for her grandmother to speak, Mother Du asked. The seven or eight year old girl stuttered for a long time before clarifying the situation. Her father and mother went to Aunt Chen's room together.
Grandmother turned around and walked out of her mother's room with her people, heading to the side yard from the hall. The grass and trees were deep, and the night was overcast. As he walked, he felt the hem of his skirt becoming heavier. His shoes and socks were also somewhat moist, and a cool air gradually seeped through his entire body. He hadn't thought that his mother would arrange for Aunt Chen to live so far away. Even in such a situation, she was still pregnant with a child. Her means were truly exceptional.
"Not yet?" Grandmother was getting old, and it was hard to walk on a night like this. She stopped several times to rest.
"We'll be there soon." Mother Du clearly knew of Aunt Chen's residence from a long time ago.
There was a small garden on the west side of his mother's courtyard. Aunt Chen lived on the west side of the garden, on the west side of the Yang Mansion. Seeing the light from far away, Aunt Chen was placed in the makeup hall by her mother. In front of the makeup hall was a small artificial lake shaped like a mirror.
The makeup hall was no longer as quiet as it used to be. The windows of the main house were lit with bright lights, and the rooms of the servants were all wide open. There was an endless stream of maidservants and daughter-in-laws shuttling through the courtyard.
"Stand outside." Mother Du gave instructions to the old ladies who came with her, and helped her grandmother to enter Aunt Chen's room. With the light on, Lu Ping and I followed behind her, and Mother Du looked back at me a few times, thinking that it was extremely unreasonable for a young lady like her to enter the house of a concubine who was pregnant. Mother Du slowed down, and Grandmother glanced back at me before constantly entering the house.
I understood what my grandmother meant. She wanted me to see what I had done with my own eyes. I lowered my head and followed her into the main house.
His father was sitting on a chair beside him with a frown on his face. He sat down, stood up, clenched his hands into fists and hung them down powerlessly. His mother stood in front of Aunt Chen's bed, taking care of her while she commanded the maidservants. Aunt Chen was lying on the bed with her hair piled up on top of her pillow. She was frowning as sweat kept pouring out from her forehead. She was groaning from time to time as her hands tightly gripped the quilt. It was obvious that she was in great pain.
His mother was the first to see his grandmother enter the house, so she hurriedly came over to welcome him. "Mother, why have you come?" His grandmother glared at his mother, but didn't say anything. She used her walking stick to walk to Aunt Chen's bed. "Good child, are you alright?" A quick-witted little girl had long since moved a stool for her grandmother to sit on. Her grandmother reached out to shake Aunt Chen's hand. "Why is your hand so cold?" "Grandmother's voice suddenly rose." Have you called a doctor? "
"Yes, I've invited you a long time ago." His mother answered, "The one I'm looking for is the best at making women sick."
Grandmother glanced at her mother and said, "Go call over the doctor who is usually responsible for saving the fetus. Although that Huang Jianzhong is skilled in medicine, he doesn't know what's going on with his wife." Before his mother could say anything, his grandmother turned around and left her with a view of his back. His mother's expression changed, but she still followed his grandmother's instructions.
"Old Ancestor … "There is no need to go through so much trouble!" Aunt Chen opened her eyes and endured the pain as she spoke. However, a few sentences later, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.
"Hurry up and stop talking. Close your eyes and rest properly." Grandma comforted Aunt Chen in a soft voice, while Mother Du took out a small box with an enamel switch on and off. She took out a piece of paper and gave it to Aunt Chen to drink.
"Why isn't the doctor here yet?" This was the fourth time his father had stood up to urge him to leave. His tone was filled with infinite anxiety.
"It's here!" It's here! " Outside, a panting old woman came in and said, "We're past the garden."
His mother went up to ask his grandmother to hide behind the screen. His grandmother waved her hand and said, "I'm already this old. I don't care about this anymore." When she looked back, she saw me standing at the door. "Why are you here?" she asked. Is this where a young lady like you should be? " I bowed my head, as my grandmother usually did when I was like this, but this time my grandmother turned her head and let my mother scold me.
"Alright!" Is this the time to teach children? " His father's sudden shout shocked everyone in the room. His mother was also stunned. His father had never used such a tone to speak to the women in the house. Subsequently, his mother's eyes began to fill with tears.
By my mother's side, Mama Feng was helping her into the room, pulling me behind the screen. I observed Aunt Chen's room through the half-open screen. Her mother came from a distinguished family and preferred elegant and solemn decorations. She also had luxurious utensils on display in the house. However, in Aunt Chen's room were porcelain vases, filled with clean and elegant flowers and plants. The cloth was mostly white, which was especially elegant. It was exactly what her father was thinking about as a literary merchant.
That Huang Lang walked into the house with the medicine box on his back. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a fresh face. He put the medicine box under his arm and entered the house. Seeing his grandma sitting on a chair, Huang Lang took another look behind the screen and realized there was a large shadow of a woman hiding behind the screen. He quickly lowered his head and checked his pulse carefully, before retreating out of the room. However, the doctor behind her was very nimble. He kept staring at the screen, which made his mother frown.
"Sir, is there a problem with my room?"
Huang Gangzhong quickly shook his hand and said, "Madam is fine, it's just that she's a bit unsteady during the month. She probably ate something cold today or caught a cold, so she's got some vital energy." I'll prescribe a prescription and a pregnancy protection pill, and you can take them on time. "
"Sir, please." When my father heard this, his expression relaxed. My mother, who was standing next to me, had been holding the handkerchief tightly, but now that he heard that Aunt Chen was fine, he loosened his grip on the handkerchief. He could faintly see a trace of blood on the handkerchief.
Glad? Why was it a happy smile?