"What do you mean, mother?" Qian Fangguan was confused.

"If I bring this child back quietly, the outside world won't know that you have a daughter. If this child is brought back in the future, his name will be unfair. The child's name must be determined and made public.

Being in public is the right path." Mrs. Qian is very insightful.

"What mother said makes sense," Qian Shijiang agreed very much.

"Then I'll follow what mother said." Aunt Qian nodded, feeling a little worried and making Yan Huan feel unhappy.

But thinking about it carefully, if it was his mother who brought it up, he would naturally not dare to refute it.

Three days later, the palace ceremoniously held a christening ceremony for the new ninth girl, Yun Jiao.

At the wedding banquet, everyone was chatting and laughing, enjoying themselves so much that no one could see anyone else's thoughts through their bellies.

For example, the lady in charge, Lian Yanru, who is on the throne, is dignified and generous, upright and prudent, and her words and deeds are measured in advance and retreat, showing the demeanor of a lady in charge.

Everyone praised her, saying that she was indeed the direct granddaughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. She was really well-educated and considered it a blessing to have a wife.

Lian Yanru's face was full of spring breeze and she was very decent, but there was secret hatred in her heart.

The rice dumplings eaten by Qian Fangguan on the Dragon Boat Festival did have some seasonings added to them. Not only that, since she became pregnant with the baby she is currently washing, she has added some seasonings to her daily meals.

It's so light that even the best doctor can hardly detect it.

It turned out that in the early months of the month, I wanted to let her have a miscarriage unknowingly. Since she has always been weak, it is not unusual for her to have a miscarriage.

I don’t know if the amount of medicine was not enough, but it continued like this for more than seven months. There was still no movement in Pian Ping Guan, and the child was still alive in her belly.

Lian Yanru couldn't bear it any longer, so she simply added a lot of safflower juice to the rice dumplings and masked it with the taste of honey. Since she was so lucky and didn't have a miscarriage after using the medicine for so long, she was bleeding profusely.

One corpse and two lives!

However, none of this was done by her own hands. In this deep house, there were not many people around, but there were quite a few concubines, and there were countless idiots who could take advantage of them at will.

Lian Yanru was very cunning, and she personally sent someone to do the job of finding an old man in advance, just to ensure that Qian Fangguan's life was good and she could give birth to the child smoothly.

Facts have shown that she still needs to take a few steps to do things. As expected, the concubine named Qian is really lucky. She can give birth to a live baby smoothly, which is admirable.

I originally thought of sending this born-deficient baby out, but without proper care outside, he died within a few days.

Aunt Qian was frail and was injured during childbirth. If the child died, she would be extremely sad. This person who is so sad may not live long.

This strategy was extremely successful, and not a single mistake was made during the entire process.

It's just that she calculated a lot and missed the Qian family. If she missed the money, the old lady would take the child back.

She also understood that as long as Mrs. Qian was still there, Qian Fangguan would not die, at least not as a result of her conspiracy.

Otherwise, if the old pious woman goes crazy and doesn't care, everything will be ruined and everything will be over.

After the banquet, Mrs. Qian took Yunjiao back, but within half a year, something happened to Qian Shijiang, and Mrs. Qian also fell seriously ill. The two elders were taken to Laizhou, and Yunjiao naturally followed.

…

Yun Jiao thought about the past, her heart was depressed, and she sighed softly.

There were footsteps outside the door.

Yun Jiao raised her eyes and saw her second aunt, Ding, opening the curtain and walking in, followed by a nanny.

Ding is over forty, wearing a dark green dress with a section of white gauze exposed at the corner of the skirt, a pair of pink square embroidered shoes, a gold corolla on her head, and several flowers of different colors on her temples.

Son, although it looks like jewels and flowers, it looks a bit nondescript.

Yun Jiao blinked her eyes and thought of a very appropriate word to describe her second aunt's pretending to be poor and rich at the same time.

Ding was born in Guiyu of Junmen, and she didn't know a few Chinese characters. The Qian family had not done business at that time, and their situation was certainly not much better than that of her family. At that time, she was considered a well-matched family.

Now that she is rich, she doesn't know how to dress herself up. She just thinks that wearing all the clothes and accessories that catch her eye can show her identity.

Her left hand was different from ordinary people. She was missing a thumb. It was said that her sister at home did not take good care of her when she was young. She ran to the pig pen alone and let the pigs chew it off.

At that time, she was bleeding a lot and could not stop it. Everyone in her family thought that she would not survive. They never thought that she was lucky enough to escape this disaster.

As the saying goes, those who survive a catastrophe will be blessed later in life. Her parents and elders hoped that she would be healthier and more lively and would no longer suffer hardships, so they gave her a nickname after the disaster.

It's called catching a chicken.

When Yun Jiao first heard the nickname Second Aunt, she laughed for a long time. Now that she thinks about it, she still finds it funny because the name was too lively.

But to be more serious, Yun Jiao also had a little doubt in her heart. Since her finger was bitten by a pig, why should she catch a chicken instead of a pig? The name was also strange.

Seeing Mrs. Ding walking in, Yun Jiao's face returned to its usual obedience, and she saluted with a smile: "Bless my second aunt."

Mrs. Ding did not salute Mrs. Qian, but sat down on a chair nearby. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the mess on the ground. She immediately stood up again and said in a fuss: "This, a good meal, what's wrong with it?"

Fell to the ground? I will be killed by Thunder God for wasting such a good meal!"

Yun Jiao was about to speak.

When Grandma Li saw it, she was afraid that she would get angry, so she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Second Madam, this was accidentally overturned by the old lady."

"Ah! How crazy is she again? She served a lot of meat and fish, and even flipped the table, scattered all the good things on the table, and threw the dishes! Don't eat such wasteful things in the future!" Mrs. Ding

Immediately he jumped to his feet and yelled loudly: "Don't go out to see who has these good things to eat every day. You don't know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings. If you want to die, then die well and don't waste time at home..."

Yun Jiao couldn't stand listening anymore. If this continued, she would be able to scold him for at least half an hour.

This is her second aunt. She is a first-class in making troubles and making troubles.

It's no wonder that she makes the final decision in everything in the family, and her second uncle obeys her advice. If he refutes her wishes, who can bear it if she makes such a fuss?

However, this second aunt is also afraid. She does not dare to refute her uncle Shen Changdong easily. Maybe this is like one thing will be punished by another, and evil people will be punished by evil people.

"Second aunt," Yun Jiao finally found a chance for her to drink water, and then intervened: "I think my mother-in-law doesn't like to eat these meaty foods, so she can just give her some soft porridge later. There is no need for this.

So extravagant."
Chapter completed!