Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

Mrs. Weng was frightened, angry, ashamed and embarrassed when her husband pointed her nose and scolded her in front of several sons and servants.

But she didn't dare to loudly contradict her angry husband. She just sat on the chair and wiped her tears with a handkerchief, while murmuring in a low voice:

"Mu'er has been frail since he was a child and it took a lot of effort to raise him. What's wrong with me pitying him a little more? Didn't you once say that as long as he can grow up safely, you will not be restrained no matter what you want to do in this life? Him? Why do you blame all the mistakes on me? "

Marquis Rongcheng was so angry that his head began to hurt suddenly again, and he clenched his fist into a fist and hit his head hard.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Your head starts to hurt again? Mother, please stop talking, father's brain disease has occurred again!"

The eldest son of the Weng family had a relatively calm temperament. He quickly helped his father sit down on a chair and advised him in a gentle voice:

"Father, things are already like this. It won't help if you blame the third brother. Why don't you think about how to restore the bad impression of our Marquis in the doctor Qiao? Otherwise, I will go to the doctor Qiao tomorrow with a generous gift to apologize. Apologize!"

The eldest son's words made Marquis Rongcheng, who was so angry and had a headache, feel better.

He nodded: "Sen'er, take the third child with you tomorrow to apologize to the great miraculous doctor Qiao. If you can't get the forgiveness of the great miraculous doctor Qiao, the third child will not have to come back, and you will leave him in Devil's Valley to work for the Qiao family. Apologize until Qiao Qiao’s healing energy subsides!”

The words of Marquis Rongcheng made Weng Yumu, the third son of Weng, who was so frightened that he hid behind his second brother and did not dare to come out, in disbelief. Regardless of his fear, he protested loudly:

"Father! How can you ask me to apologize to that rude and rude country girl? You actually want me to work for her family. My son has been weak since he was a child. How can he do the heavy farm work? He has mud legs. I won’t do anything that only a child can do!”

Mrs. Weng couldn't believe that her husband could say such a thing, and she glared aggrievedly and angrily at Marquis Rongcheng, whose face was red due to headache and anger:

"Husband, do you have a headache? How could you..."

"shut up!"

Marquis Rongcheng felt that his head was about to explode, and there seemed to be something in his head that was about to burst out.

He was panting heavily, holding his head in his hands and slumped down on the chair. It was so painful that he was about to knock his head on the dining table in front of him, but his eldest son and second son held him tightly.

Third Young Master Weng felt aggrieved and weakly defended himself:

"Father, I went to ask a miracle doctor to treat your illness. Who knew that that stinky girl was so arrogant that she dared to say that our Rongchenghou Mansion was nothing? Even the Prime Minister's Mansion was ignored by her. My son was also furious. I just argued with that stinky girl for a few words, but who knew she would actually dare to hit someone! And those village women also turned to her and beat the servants in our house with sticks without saying a word. Father, you are obviously so ignorant and arrogant The stinky girl struck first. She beat her son's hand like this. I don't know if the bones are broken or whether it will affect his future life. Instead of venting your anger on your son, you want me to apologize to that stinky girl. , what’s the point of this?”

However, how could Marquis Rongcheng believe his words?

Marquis Rongcheng was 100% skeptical of his younger son, who was prone to causing trouble and lying.

He didn't want to listen to his son's excuses anymore, so he decided forcefully. The next day, he asked the eldest and second eldest son to escort the third son to Devil's Valley to apologize to Dr. Qiao.

Marquis Rongcheng's brain disease came on quickly but went away slowly. When he went to bed at night, his head still hurt.

He doesn't know where this problem comes from. It happens dozens of times a year, and it happens when he gets too excited.

However, Marquis Rongcheng also had a bad temper and often got angry uncontrollably.

I have seen doctors from all the medical clinics in the city, and also asked the imperial physician in the palace to diagnose and treat it, but there is no way to cure it. I can only prescribe some nerve-numbing medicine to provide temporary relief.

Before going to bed at night, Mrs. Weng massaged Marquis Rongcheng's painful head as usual.

She knew that there was no way to change the decision made by her husband.

But she didn't understand why her husband was so angry and asked her precious son to apologize to that little country girl.

"Husband, although the great doctor Qiao has excellent medical skills, he is still a country girl, younger than Mu'er. Why do you have to ask Mu'er to apologize to her? Ask your servants to send some gifts and dozens of taels of silver. Isn’t that enough? After all, Mu’er wasn’t the one who made the move first, Mu’er also kindly invited that girl to treat you, so don’t blame him, right?”

Marquis Rongcheng closed his eyes and sighed leisurely after hearing the words, sighing secretly that his hair is long but his knowledge is short:

"Madam, if it were a few days ago, there would be no need to think so highly of her. However, now that she has saved the Supreme Emperor and been rewarded by the imperial edict, even if we don't care about the face of the General's Mansion, how can we not For the sake of the Emperor and the Supreme Emperor, you treated her with courtesy? If people knew that our Marquis Mansion was making things difficult for that girl, and it spread to the palace, what would be the consequences? No matter what, Mu'er must get that girl. Please forgive me, otherwise if she spreads this matter and the news spreads that the Rongcheng Hou Mansion bullies others and dares to be disrespectful to the Supreme Emperor's savior, the Hou Mansion will be finished!"

When Mrs. Weng heard that her husband mentioned the consequences so seriously, she lost her mind for a moment.

Her youngest son is her darling, but if it affects the future of the Hou Mansion, she naturally doesn't want to see it.

Early the next morning, two more carriages arrived in the open space in front of the tent area in Qingshui Village.

Only this time, a carriage was filled with various gifts.

Three richly dressed young men got out of the first car. The first one was wearing a moon-white fine silk gown embroidered with green bamboo patterns and a jade crown on his head. He looked polite, elegant and gentle.

The second one was wearing a light cyan corset and a long sword on his waist. He looked like a martial arts practitioner.

And what followed them seemed to be the third son of the Rongcheng Hou Mansion who had just come to cause trouble yesterday.

The Qiao family originally planned to continue working in the mountains today under Qiao Ran's persuasion, but they didn't expect that someone would come to their door just after breakfast.

Several women who had met Mr. Weng yesterday saw him coming again and hurriedly told their men.

Then he ran to the Qiao family's tent and shouted at the Qiao family who were packing their things to go into the valley to work:

"Erhe, Sanhu, the people who came to cause trouble yesterday are here again! Fuck you guys! My man will be here later."

When Qiao Erhe and Qiao Sanhu heard this, they realized that that person actually dared to bully Ran Ran? Is this okay? Do you really think these uncles are dead?

The two of them didn't care what to say. They just took the machete and shovel from the tent door and rushed out of the tent aggressively.