The mansion of Guangzhou magistrate Song Mingzhi was decorated with lights and joyful today. The people were traveling in a hurry, and there were endless vehicles coming and going to the Song Mansion Gate.

Aunt He, who had just passed the confinement period, sat in front of the diorama, carefully looked at her face, and asked worriedly to the nanny standing beside her, "Mom Qin, have I gained weight?"

On the other side, Madam Qin dipped her comb with osmanthus oil, carefully combed her black and shiny hair, and said with a smile: "How can you do it! Madam is a blessing! Who doesn't say that the aunt is lucky! Don't you see the grandma holding a banquet for the young master and the young lady, how many guests are here today! What did the master say when Aunt Chun and Aunt Qiu gave birth to a child? It's not that our master loves you!"

Aunt He smiled sweetly when she heard this. It was true that the third lady and the fifth young master in the mansion were both born in Guangzhou. At that time, Master Song had just come to Guangzhou as the prefect for a year. She was still in the boudoir at that time and didn't even hear a sound. Today, she was a big banquet for guests for her twins. Isn't it because my master cares about me?

When Madam Qin saw her lady showing a shy smile, she continued to say something pleasing: "Now, our mansion is the biggest one. There are no parents-in-laws and no sister-in-laws. Aunt Chun and Aunt Qiu dare not even breathe in front of you! Look, early this morning, Aunt Chun and Aunt Qiu sent someone to send gifts!"

Aunt He snorted and said disdainfully: "What can those two sluts give?"

Madam Qin immediately gave two gifts to Aunt He, one was an extremely beautiful jade bracelet, and the other was indeed a baby bellyband that was just like an embroidered workman.

Aunt He sneered, put the bellyband on the ground, hung the corner of her mouth, and said coldly: "Who gave this? Is this to send the beggar!"

The girl next to her immediately stepped on her bellyband: "Who else can it be? That Aunt Chun who cries all day long!"

"That foolish ghost, the money was called by the monk and Taoist priest to cheat. I think the third sister is just a blessing. No one wants to care about the Buddha or the Heavenly Lord. She has been fascinated by a foreign Taoist priest recently. She went to the church early this morning and went to worship the foreign gods instead." Another girl Du Juan said sarcastically.

Aunt He smiled and soaked her hands in rose water. Madam Qin gave her massage. She lowered her long eyelashes, glanced at her fair and tender hands, and sighed: "That third sister, I think she is a disaster star. I spend so much money on medicine every year, but I haven't seen any improvement. Hey--that girl must have been sick again last night. Mama Qin, please send me some bird's nest to Bicui Pavilion later."

"I obey the order, our wife is beautiful and kind-hearted." Madam Qin praised.

When Aunt He heard her call her wife, she felt very comfortable. She was the daughter of the He family, but her parents sent her to be a good concubine for Master Song Si. Fortunately, Mrs. Zhengtou stayed in the capital for the study of her three sons. The remaining two aunts had children in the house and raised them up. The contract for selling her body was still in the hands of the wife of the capital. To put it bluntly, she was still a slave, how could she compare with herself!

In the southern suburbs, one mile away from Mazu Temple in Baiyun Mountain, there is a deserted land temple. The original landlord has long disappeared, but it is replaced by a cross. There is a man with a man hanging on his head. He looks red and is forced to wear a piece of burlap. The villagers nearby don’t want to come over, which is simply a disgrace to be gentle and so what a moral character!

The bearded missionary, Father Ai, was wearing a patched black robe and took Aunt Chun to kneel in front of the cross to pray. After praying, he also had to go to the yard to grow potatoes and corn.

His cheeks were sunken, his face was pale, and he looked a little more down and out of the fisherman. If this female believer hadn't been there, he would have really lost food this month.

He has been here for almost fifteen years, and there are basically no obstacles when communicating at noon, but there are still few believers. The incense in the Mazu Temple next door can float over half a kilometer. Father Ai doesn't know why the people in this land don't believe in God.

After Aunt Chun prayed with the foreign Taoist priest, tears were still falling. Father Ai comforted her that everything was arranged by God. As long as she firmly believed in God and insisted on praying every day, her daughter would definitely be saved.

Aunt Chun thanked the Taoist priest, threw a few pieces of silver into the merit box, and was about to leave with her daughter in her arms. Suddenly, she heard the seriously ill three-year-old baby muttering: "What a shit!"

Ah, the novel is a life-threatening novel.

Why did she believe in the evil of her best friend? She opened this rebirth-loving article. Now she is also happy. Look, where did she wear it?

Two years ago, she was reported to her in the belly of Tongfang named Chunhe. Somehow she had a premature birth, which led to her being a sick person when she was born. From time to time, the soul would leave her body. Once the soul would leave her body, the child would have a fever and convulsions.

The doctors said that she could not survive. Aunt Chun probably suffered from postpartum depression and cried all day long. Later, she began to be superstitious and used her limited savings to pray to God and Buddha everywhere. Now she actually seeks this broken church that no one cares about.

The priest was probably a doctor and had some Western medical skills. In short, one of them really awakened her who was unconscious. From then on, Aunt Chun believed in this priest Ai.

In the past two years, she has suffered from the torture of her soul from time to time. She has been in an unconscious state most of the time. Until today, she is slightly awake. Listening to the priest's narration, as an atheist, she wants to say one word: "Ph!"

"Ah! Yue'er! Yue'er! Did you say something just now? What did you say? Call me mother, okay?"

"Hey." The baby sighed in an old age, just wanting to give this idiot a pair of eyes rolling, and closed his eyes too lazy to pay attention to it.

This Aunt Chun is only eighteen years old. She looks like she is still an adolescent girl, but she can't call her mother.

But Aunt Chun was so happy that no matter what, her sister did speak just now! She immediately knelt down and kowtowed a few times to the statue of Jesus. Her forehead was broken and she threw all the silver on her body into the box of merit.

Death, Song Qingyue shook her head secretly, she shouldn't have opened her eyes, look, she's lost money again!

Returning to the Song Mansion from Baiyun Mountain, Aunt Chun happily went to find Song Si Master and told her that the third sister could finally speak!

Mr. Song Si of Mosan Hall was meeting guests in the study. A large group of guards waiting for knives stood at the door, stopping Aunt Chun from letting her in.

But Aunt Chun didn't know what was crazy. She probably had been depressed for too long and her mind was a little unnatural. She started yelling at the gate of the study: "Master! Fourth Master! Come and see the third sister! She finally spoke! It's true! Chunhe didn't lie to you! Is it good to come and see the third sister? Fourth Master!"


Chapter completed!