Chapter 236: What Poison is Contained
Early in the morning of May 16th, Elder Duke Meng looked at the aloe vera in front of him, his face as heavy as water.
The thick leaves of the aloe vera had turned yellow and withered, with only a little bit of green in the center of the leaves, and the weeds in the flower pot had died a few days earlier. Put the little green stone in the flower pot for ten days, and it became like this. In two more days, it will be completely dead.
This is a very good aloe vera.
He looked at the other two pots of aloe vera, which contained rosary beads and string, still as green and lush as when he first brought them.
His eyes moved further away, where there were three pots of peonies. One was completely dead, while the other two were colorful. The dead one had the small green stone in it before.
If he kept wearing that small stone, how long would he live? If he is strong and healthy, will he live for three months, half a year, or a year?
This was the filial piety of a son to his old man!
He still believed that Meng Daoming would not subjectively harm him, it was Fu who wanted to harm him.
Then look at the small stone in the flower pot, light green, translucent, looking more beautiful than jade and emerald. It is definitely poisonous, but I do not know what kind of poison it contains.
He called Meng Zhong to follow him and whispered a few instructions.
Meng Zhong bowed and retreated.
In the Floating Life Residence, Jiang Yishi leaned over the bed.
Meng Zhimo didn’t come back on the day off, making Jiang Yishi disappointed and uncomfortable.
Trapped in the house day after day, she couldn’t even keep track of the progress over there.
Hua Hua would occasionally go to the old master’s courtyard, but she didn’t find anything particularly useful. That matter is a top secret, and the old master doesn’t talk to anyone except Meng Zhimo. Meng Zhong knows a little bit, only bored to do things do not speak.
Flowers do not want to go there, the old man every day in addition to looking at flowers is to look at flowers, not to mention to tease it to play, and even food do not give it.
Today is already May 16th, tomorrow she will be out of the moon. She believed that Meng Zhimo would definitely come back this evening.
The old master had already said clearly that he was not well, so the child’s full moon banquet would not be a big event, and he would only invite Jiang’s family to come and have a meal. When the child is a hundred days old and he is well, then we will have a big party.
The old man did not even want to invite the Jiang family. But it’s the child’s family, so it’s not right not to invite them.
Shui Ling came in with a tray, and Sister Wu and Shui Xiang set the breakfast on the small table.
After Jiang Yishi finished eating breakfast, Mother Huang carried the still sleeping Xiao Zhaocun over.
Although she hadn’t weighed him yet, she could tell that the little guy was already over ten pounds and had grown very strong.
Jiang Yishi took the little Zhaocun into his arms, leaned over and kissed his little face.
He was woken up by the kiss and opened his eyes to look at his mother.
The little guy was very beautiful. Big eyes, pupils black and round. Red mouth, such as glazed pink porcelain. The skin is fair and tender, and can be broken. Because too fat appears to have a somewhat collapsed nose, or can see like Meng Zhimo.
Jiang Yi cherish love is not enough, and leaned over to kiss a little.
The little guy grinned toothless mouth, small fist rubbed the small spoiled nose.
At the beginning of the sixth hour, in addition to the Second Lady Meng and Meng Yue who had to deal with the feeds, the old lady and Fu, Third Lady Meng, Second Grandmother Meng’s mother and son, Meng Hua, Meng Frost, Meng Lan, Huang Xin came to the Floating Life Residence.
The old lady had to come every two or three days to see her grandson in person, and her health seemed to be much better than before.
Fu’s and Meng’s hadn’t been here before, but they followed her today.
Jiang Yishi look at the face of the virtuous Fu, good days are coming to an end is still pretending.
Jiang Yishi didn’t have the slightest idea of not wanting to see Fu. It’s almost like she’ll never see it again, so just look at this face once in a while as if you’re watching a play.
But Jiang Yishi especially hated looking at Meng Hua. Under Fu’s and Meng Ruyu’s education, Meng Hua no longer opens her mouth to hurt people, but she has a condescending look, feeling that all the people in the Floating Life Residence are indebted to her, and looks especially like Duke Cheng’s square face that is even more rigid and stubborn.
The old lady sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the bed of the little Zhaocun, smiling eyes narrowed into a slit.
Meng Zhaoan again asked the question he asked every time he came, “Great grandmother, you look at your younger brother this way, do you dislike Ange’er?”
Said the crowd with a burst of laughter.
The old lady cupped An Ge’er’s face and laughed, “My good grandson, in the beginning, Great Grandmother looked at you the same way. You’re the older brother, so it’s not a good idea to be jealous of your younger brother.”
An Ge’er said seriously, “I don’t eat my brother’s jealousy, and I want to take him for a ride on a big horse.”
Little Cun’er seemed to understand his little brother’s words and laughed as well, waving his fists and stomping his feet.
Jiang Yishi happily pulled Ange’er’s little hand, “Good, when brother grows up, he will follow brother to ride a big horse.”
Now that the weather was hot, Jiang Yishi’s bedroom couldn’t open the windows, and it was even more stuffy with so many people coming in.
The crowd sat for less than a quarter of an hour before getting up to leave. Only Huang Xin stayed behind, wanting to play more with her little cousin.
In the morning, news came that Fu was sick. The imperial physician was called in to see her and said she had wind chill.
The old lady was shocked, in the morning, Fu just went to the floating house to see the little Cun Ge’er, the little baby don’t go through the illness. She asked someone to go to the main courtyard to inform Fu, the old and the young at home, do not go out of the courtyard before the disease is cured.
At the end of Shen Hour Wu You Gui came back to Floating Life Residence to look for Sister Wu.
After he left, Sister Wu quietly said to Jiang Yishi, “Master Shizi is back, and he asked You Gui to tell Great Grandmother that he brought Sister Jia back to the residence and secretly arranged for her to stay.”
Sister Jia was Fu’s little girl from her youth, who had picked up a life because she listened to the wall.
The fact that she had even been gotten into the mansion meant that the old master was already certain that the stone could kill people. In order to be prepared for any eventuality, the Fu’s “born” in advance of the disease.
Jiang Yishi picked up Xiao Zhaocun, stroked his little face and said, “Xiao Cun’er is more fortunate than father and big aunt, and can grow up peacefully and happily at home. ……”
Sister Wu had already seen something different, and after hearing these words, she knew that perhaps something big was about to happen in the family, and it also concerned Master Shizi and Great Grandmother. She didn’t ask any more questions, and prayed in her heart that the Buddha would bless Great Grandma’s family for a smooth transition.
Meng Zhimo returned at the beginning of the eleventh hour.
He had already taken a bath and changed his clothes in the study room of the outer courtyard, his hair was half-dried and draped down, only loosely tied at the back, wearing a wide-sleeved, moonlight-white soft robe, with a large folding fan in his hand.
As soon as he entered the front door, his eyes looked toward the small window that was tightly closed. The small window was filled with orange light, and inside lived his most concerned wife and child.
Several of the maids outside curtsied, “World Prince.”
The quiet courtyard immediately came alive. First, there was Flora’s “meow”, then Jojo’s recitation of love poems, and the birds that were about to fall asleep were awakened by the noise, chirping and chirping.
Meng Zhimo took a deep breath, this place is not only vibrant, it will be peaceful and joyful.
Entering the bedroom, he first smiled at Jiang Yixi before picking up Xiao Zhaocun on the bed. Laughing loudly, he said, “This kid, he’s grown fat again.”
Seeing his father, little Cun’er was also happy, “ah ah” screamed twice.
Meng Zhimo laughed, “This kid skin, in addition to the day he was born, I have not heard him cry.”