Chapter 11: Just passed the ghost gate and encountered embarrassing things 5
"Are you feeling better?" Wanqing sat down on the empty chair in front of the bed, smiled and said, "Your mother is not here, so she went to pick out the clothes for your sister to enter the palace. She won't be back for a while, and your father
In the shop, so now it's just you and me, no need to be restrained. Speaking of which, you were beaten that day because of me. Your mother didn't hit you when she hit you, she hit me. She treated you as if I were beating you, and you were beating me on my behalf.
I've blocked Tong's pain, so it's considered fate."
Xian Ziqian was a little surprised. She didn't know why Wanqing told her this, so she said softly: "My mother's temper is a bit anxious, but she is not evil-minded. Aunt Wan, don't take it to heart."
Wanqing smiled slightly and said lightly: "I know that she hates me for taking away your father's favor. She and I are both women, so I naturally know what she is thinking. As long as she doesn't show any cruelty in front of me, she doesn't show any cruelty first.
Naturally, I won’t argue with her if she wants to hurt me. After all, it was me who took her husband away. But she should also know that with her current character, even if I don’t show up, there will be other women and men.
It's normal to have four wives. Besides me, your father also has other women he likes outside. Your mother just doesn't know about it. If it weren't for your mother's family's power and face, why would your father wait until now?
Take a concubine."
Xian Ziqian didn't know what to say, so she could only lean on the pillow quietly and listen to Wan Qing's speech.
"I used to have an older brother, and his family's life was not very well off. My parents always felt that my daughter's family was a loser, so they sent me to learn piano early so that I could earn money to support the family and allow my older brother to get married and carry on the family line." Wan Qing looked calm.
He said, "Now that my years have passed, for the sake of the future, I naturally want to choose a place where I don't have to worry about food and clothing. Xian Zijian, seeing that you have endured this nameless beating for me, let me give you a reminder.
, even if you are your parents, it is neither your heaven nor your land. Even if you are an unlucky person, it was your parents who gave birth to you. It is not up to you. Don’t regard being weak and easy to bully as your strength. In this world, you want to step on others.
There are so many people here. You really deserve it if you blindly let others step on you."
Xian Ziqian's tears fell on the clothes covering her body, but she was speechless. For a long time, she didn't hear Wanqing speak again. When she raised her head, except for the light and sweet fragrance in the room, Wanqing had already left.
Xian Ziqian looked at the door in a daze. Outside, there was still dazzling sunlight and the harsh chirping of cicadas.
Although her mother was beaten very badly and had to lie in bed for seven or eight days before going out to move around. Although her parents did not come to see her, and her mother was busy with her sister's affairs these days and could not take care of her at all, Xian Ziqian got many rare blessings.
Quiet time. Xiaochun is also very busy these days. Xian Zijian prepares the medicinal soup to be taken by herself, takes care of herself, and her body and bones gradually get better day by day.
Near noon, the sky suddenly became overcast, followed by lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain poured down. Xian Zijian happened to help Xiaochun go to the shop to deliver an embroidered pattern, so the rain blocked the road and hid under the eaves of a shop.
, wait for the rain to lighten up before leaving.
The position she was standing in was extremely remote, in a corner under the eaves. She was watching the heavy rain. A carriage was parked nearby. The rain was really heavy. Two people got off the carriage and hurried to the eaves.
Take shelter from the rain. This is a breakfast shop. The door is closed at this time, and there are only a few pedestrians taking shelter from the rain. Although there are eaves above the head to block some rain, Xian Zijian is still blinded by the rain, and the clothes on his body have long been soaked.
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Suddenly, the sound of two people talking while hiding from the rain fell on her ears.