What the Taoist said was true, he couldn't live in a house with an evil obstacle that hindered his future.

"Yilang, have you ever thought about how the girl's family can be put in the temple..." Aunt Qian saw Yan Huan's resolute attitude, and before she could finish her words, she broke down in tears.

How could this child have such a miserable life and be so disliked by his own father as soon as he landed?

"Master, I have so many mouths to talk about. My aunt is right. Although the masters of Prajna Temple are all compassionate, it is not convenient for a girl to eat and live in a place like the temple." Aunt Qu endured.

Keep talking.

Although Aunt Qu is a nun, she is actually only one year older than Aunt Qian. Aunt Qian has grown up with her since they were young, and they are like sisters.

Mrs. Qian also treated her very well. Mrs. Qian took care of everything for her to get married and have children.

She is also a person who repays kindness and loves Aunt Qian as if she were her own sister. When Aunt Qian got married and entered the door of the house, she naturally wanted to follow her and take care of her.

Now that Aunt Qian was crying so much that she could not speak, she naturally wanted to speak for her.

Yan Huan frowned, was silent for a moment, and nodded: "What you said makes some sense. In this case, Shuiyue Temple in Xishan is also a good place. Bring a wet nurse and some maids. Master Qingyun is so compassionate.

I will definitely take good care of her."

"Yilang, this child is your own!" Aunt Qian was puzzled and desperate, almost breaking down: "She is still so young and so weak, why are you so determined to send her away?"

"I have my own reasons, just do as I say." Yan Huan felt irritated by her crying and stood up to leave.

"If you really want to send her to the temple, you might as well send her with me!" Upon seeing this, Aunt Qian struggled to sit up, her face full of tears stained with determination.

She has been cared for since she was a child and has been raised delicately. Although she comes from a small family, she behaves and is as well-bred as a lady. She has always been gentle and soft-spoken in her life, but she has never been so sharp-tongued.

"Pianqing, why are you doing this!" He turned Yan Huan back and held her hand again: "Just listen to me. If this child is raised in front of you and me, it will not be a good thing for you and me.

When she is five weeks old, I will send someone to take her back..."

"You don't need to say anything," Aunt Qian wiped away her tears and lowered her head and said, "I have made up my mind."

"If you insist on doing this, then I can only help you." Seeing her lack of love, Jiang Yanhuan was so angry that he couldn't help but leave.

When he walked to the door, he met his old mother-in-law, Mrs. Qian, with her Aunt Li, followed by his brother-in-law Qian Shijiang and a small boy. He suddenly felt a little frightened.

Thinking that word had spread about Aunt Qian's premature birth, they were worried and hurried to see her. Remembering what they had just said to Aunt Qian, they were afraid that they would be scolded by their mother-in-law today.

"Mother-in-law, eldest brother," Bao Yanhuan saluted hurriedly.

Mrs. Qian didn't have a good face. She just glanced at him and took Nanny Li into the house. Qian Shijiang greeted him politely and said that Fang had brought some goods back from Laizhou and stopped by to ask.

My parents were happy, so I met the housekeeper to report the news.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Qian Shijiang asked the boy to wait outside the door, and the two of them followed him side by side.

Before she even came close, Mrs. Qian heard her daughter's sobs, and her heart ached. She took three steps at a time and walked to the bed: "Xiaoba, you must not shed tears during the birth. If you cry your eyes out during the confinement period,

Now, from now on, these eyes will be blocked. If you have any sad things to say, tell me, and I will make the decision for you."

"Mother..." When Aunt Qian saw Mrs. Qian, she was immediately aggrieved, threw herself into her arms, and burst into tears.

"My good daughter, don't cry anymore!" Mrs. Qian's heart almost broke when she saw her daughter crying like this: "Tell me, what's wrong?"

Aunt Qian cried for a while and seemed to feel a little happier. Then she raised her head and pointed at Yan Huan.

"He...he! He wants to send my child to a nunnery in Xishan, mother...this is not a good thing..."

Yan Huan couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to look directly at Mrs. Qian. He felt guilty when facing this mother-in-law who had placed high hopes on him.

Mrs. Qian frowned and was about to speak.

"My mother-in-law is here. Why didn't she say a word? So I went to the door to greet her." The old lady arrived before anyone else arrived.

Mrs. Qian had no choice but to stop talking and look at the old lady walking in.

He looked up at the woman who walked up to her with a face filled with spring breeze. She was surrounded by pearls and emeralds. She was dressed in red and green. She was supported by two young maids. There was a nun behind her. I thought there were many people waiting outside the door. This one

Mother, she is no longer as shabby as she once was.

Yes, now Bao Yanhuan is no longer the poor student she once was. She has a certain status in the court and has her own power. Bao's family is full of flowers and her wings have long been hardened. Who would put her, an old woman, in their eyes?

?

She laughed self-deprecatingly, and Mrs. Qian did not get up: "Old Madam, you are really exaggerating. My unlucky little daughter is now just a little aunt in this family. Her status as a biological mother is not worthy of her.

Come on, the old lady’s mother-in-law is sitting in the Prime Minister’s Mansion.”

"Is my mother-in-law still blaming me for what happened in the past?" A trace of anger flashed in the old lady's eyes, but she finally covered it up and managed a smile.

Thinking about it carefully, it had been a long time since anyone had spoken to her so rudely.

"I don't dare," Mrs. Qian said very firmly: "If I have to blame it, I also blame myself. I had my eyelashes rolled down and my eyeballs poked, so I couldn't recognize people clearly."

Yan Huan was so embarrassed that he looked around with embarrassment.

The old lady couldn't even laugh anymore, and she suppressed the resentment in her heart: "My mother-in-law, Guan'er personally agreed to do that back then. If she didn't nod, I would definitely not agree to what Yan Huan did!"

Mrs. Qian sneered and was about to speak when Qian Shijiang smoothed things over and said, "The past is today, let's not talk about it for now. Come, bring that child and let me take a look."

Mrs. Qian then remembered that she was so busy comforting her daughter that she never even bothered to look at her granddaughter.

Aunt Qu quickly opened the swaddling clothes and took the baby over.

Qian Shijiang carefully reached out and took it, taking a closer look, with pity in his eyes.

"Sure enough, he is less than a month old. He looks very weak." Qian Shijiang said and carried the child to Mrs. Qian.

"You're so pitiful." When Mrs. Qian saw the kitten-like person, her anger had already disappeared. She quickly reached out to take it, held it in her arms and looked at it carefully, her eyes full of love: "This child came out too early.

She is even thinner than when Xiaoba was born. Look at this little face, not even half a pound of flesh. How much do you weigh?"

Aunt Qu said hurriedly: "Back to the old lady, Miss Ninth weighed her as soon as she gave birth to Po Wen, weighing two pounds and three liang."
Chapter completed!