After the evil daughter-in-law was crossed, the disabled villain was redeemed

After the fun.

When Nanzhi asked Zheng Youwen to send the two little ones back, he also asked her to go to Nanling and invite Nan's mother to his house for a banquet.

It’s such a great thing, I want to make her happy.

As soon as Nan's mother arrived at the nursing home, she pulled Nanzhi and cried with joy.

"That's great. Yuan Mo's leg has healed. My daughter has finally made it! She will live a good life from now on..."

This made Nanzhi feel a little sad.

"Mom, I don't feel any hardship."

"It's not bitter. My girl is so strong! She really cured Yuan Mo..."

He turned to Yuan Mo again, crying and snotting.

"Son-in-law, you must never let my daughter down in the future! Otherwise, I will settle the score with you even if I risk my life!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Mo sat up straight and swore an oath with his palms raised.

"Don't worry, mother-in-law. Yuan Mo will never do anything to let Zhizhi down in this life! If I break my oath, I will be struck by five thunders..."

Nanzhi quickly covered his mouth.

I still don’t know what the situation of the heroine in the original book is, and whether it will affect him.

She didn't want to hear him swear such an oath.

"No nonsense!"

Yuan Mo frowned, held Nanzhi's hand, and asked in a low voice:

"Zhizhi, don't you believe that I will be loyal to you forever?"

"I……"

Nanzhi looked at the sincerity in his eyes and was speechless for a moment.

Finally he pulled his hand away and moved away from sight.

"I believe……"

Seeing her like this, Yuan Mo pursed his lips sadly.

Nan's mother hugged Baoyun and peeled some dried fruits for her to eat.

Eyes full of love.

Seeing that the two of them had finished talking, Nan's mother patted Nanzhi's leg.

"Zhi'er, several months have passed, and your stomach...why is there still no movement?"

Nanzhi subconsciously glanced at Yuan Mo and felt a little embarrassed.

Yuan Mo, however, let go of his gloom, smiled gently, and nodded without saying anything.

Nan's mother didn't understand why and held Nanzhi's hand, trying to persuade her earnestly.

"Zhi'er, if there is any problem, let's go see a doctor. Can't you see it yourself? This woman is old, so it will be difficult for her to give birth!"

The more Nanzhi listened, the more outrageous it seemed to her.

All in all, she is only seventeen!

How come I'm old?

"Oh mom, you can't rush this kind of thing...what do you want to eat tonight? I'll go prepare it."

And then escaped from the terrifying birth.

Unexpectedly, Nan's mother followed out.

She advised in a hushed voice as she sat at the stove and lit a fire.

"Zhi'er, please don't think your mother is annoying! Throughout history, how many scholars have betrayed their faith and abandoned their wives after becoming rich...

You should have a baby sooner rather than later, that way you will feel more secure!"

Nanzhi was washing the pot and was overwhelmed by her mother's nagging.

"Okay, Mom, I know! I must give birth to a baby as soon as possible!"

Only then did Nan's mother feel satisfied and stop nagging.

Glancing at the Third Young Master who had been hiding in the room and peeking, she whispered:

"Who is that young man in that room? Why doesn't he come over to say hello?"

Nanzhi glanced back at her hair bun that had shrunk up, and said perfunctorily:

"Yuan Mo's distant relative, his brain was damaged and he is recuperating here."

Nan's mother nodded and sighed:

"What a cruel fate! It's a pity that such a handsome guy is actually a fool!"

Nanzhi laughed and thought while beating eggs while watching the peeking Third Young Master.

She is not ugly, but she feels...

Compared with Zhao Yuanmo, it is still far behind.

After frying an egg, Nanzhi took out the spareribs and was about to put them into the pot for blanching when she was stopped by her mother.

"Hey! Mother is not an outsider, why do you make it so nice? Save it for the feast tomorrow!"

Nanzhi smiled helplessly and tried to coax and deceive him.

"Mom, San'er is recuperating here. Our family has spent a lot of money on this. We can't not give him meat to eat!"

Nan's mother then reluctantly let go.

"The eggs are nutritious enough, but we still have to eat meat every meal? How much do you want to give him, his family?"

Nanzhi pointed with a finger, and Nan's mother was startled.

"Ten taels?"

Nanzhi shook her head.

Nan's mother gasped.

"One hundred taels? Is his family that rich? Which distant relative of Yuan Mo is that rich?"

Nanzhi smiled and said nothing.

She was afraid that if she said 10,000 taels, the old man would faint...

“So, the dietary requirements are very high!”

Nan's mother echoed.

"Yes, it has to be higher!"

Finally, he didn't stop Nanzhi from cooking four dishes and a soup.

With Nan's mother as an outsider present, San'er ate very well today.

Although I only ate half a bowl of rice, I ate a lot of steak and fish.

But if Nanzhi hadn't forced him, Qingcai wouldn't have eaten a single bite...

This caused Nan's mother to sigh again.

"After all, they are a wealthy family, so they only pick the best food!"

The two little ones watched the Third Young Master laughing and joking, and their mouths were drooling with joy as they ate.

After dinner, Nan's mother rushed to wash the dishes.

Nanzhi accompanied Yuanmo in rehabilitation for a while, and the family went to bed early.

The next morning, just after dawn, the villagers came to help spontaneously.

Set up a tent and borrow a table.

Everyone brought a bench from home.

Although it was pieced together, it finally looked like a feast.

Chen Shiyi also brought firecrackers.

As the firecrackers blasted, the men pulled the wild boar, which they had raised for half a year, out of the pen.

After two blasts of firecrackers, the wild boar was skinned and became a delicacy on the chopping block.

After three blasts of firecrackers, chicken, duck, fish and meat were served on the table. The villagers also presented generous gifts to congratulate Yuan Mo on getting the top spot in the high school entrance exam.

For a moment, Black Tiger was barking, the children were making noises, and the women were calling out...

The sounds of drinking, betting, and drunken singing filled the people living along the river bank.

Nanzhi saw that everyone was in high spirits, and even the third young master ate two more bowls of rice.

She was also very happy, and for the first time ever, she called Seventeen and Nineteen to come and eat together.

How could the two guards dare to eat at the same table with their master?

Seeing that he was full and went to chase Nuannuan, he sat down with peace of mind.

I also lament the peaceful and comfortable life in the countryside.

"If I could leave Kyoto one day, I would marry a wife and live in seclusion in the mountains!

Just like Divine Doctor Nan and Young Master Yuan, giving birth to three or five children with him is a beautiful thought..."

Seventeen snorted disdainfully.

after……

He seemed to have never thought about a future without a master...

In their line of work, you can only be the master’s person when you are alive and the master’s soul when you die!

He lives alone in this life.

He narrowed his eyes at the master squatting beside the shed and fighting with the twins for pebbles, and his gaze softened...

Heart Road:

If the master could always be so carefree, it seems...

Also good.

"What are you thinking about? Sir Guard, would you like a drink?"

Nanzhi pushed Yuanmo to each table to toast, and when it was their turn, they asked with a smile.

Nineteen raised his glass cheerfully, but Seventeen's palm covered the rim of the glass.

"No, I have to be on duty tonight."

Then he stood up and bowed to Yuan Mo.

"Congratulations to Mr. Yuan for passing the imperial examination. I am sorry that I cannot accompany you due to official duties."

"Hey!"

Nineteen waved to Seventeen who turned and left, then smiled back and said:

"Don't blame Divine Doctor Nan, he's just like that, stubborn! I'm leaving too... I'm leaving too! The banquet is delicious!"

Nineteen hurriedly walked and talked, and bowed to Yuan Mo again.

He quickly hid his figure.

"Where do they usually hide? Don't they sleep?"

Nanzhi murmured in confusion.

Yuan Mo smiled and responded.

"In a tree... He should be sleeping there too."

The two looked at each other and smiled at the silly question.