When Yulan came back, he copied several volumes of the Lotus Sutra and asked Xiaoyu to send them to the fifth wife to place them in front of the Buddhist niche to pray for Brother Si.

Yu Lan glanced at this beautiful young woman in her early twenties, her face was gloomy and haggard, she was only focused on her son, she didn't even have the mood to dress herself up.

"Are Enge'er feeling better these days?" Yulan asked carefully.

A layer of sadness appeared on the face of the fifth wife: "It's even worse than before! All the royal doctors in the palace were invited, and your fifth uncle's colleagues also recommended countless doctors. After so many days of treatment, but...

…I can’t sleep well or eat well all day long. As a mother, my life is worse than death. I wish I could bear all the sins for my child.”

The medical conditions in ancient times were not good to begin with, and Neng Ge looked like he had died at a young age. Yulan asked carefully, "Fifth Aunt, Neng Ge's son is already two years old. Why don't you and Fifth Uncle... have another baby?"

younger brother?"

The fifth wife smiled bitterly: "Your fifth uncle is busy in the yamen. What will happen to Engel's son if I get pregnant again? As a mother, I really don't trust him and leave him to someone else! I don't want to talk about my strange strength and confusion. In the past, I

I don’t believe in these gods and ghosts, but now, I burn three sticks of incense in front of the Buddha every day, hoping that the Buddha’s mercy will make Enge’er get well soon!”

Yu Lan was deeply shocked, pitiful for the hearts of parents in the world! Whether it is modern or ancient times, maternal love is always the greatest.

Yulan wanted to persuade her to be more open-minded, but she swallowed her words again. A mother's feelings for her son could not be changed by a few words.

Yu Lan remembered a story she saw in modern times. "Fifth Aunt, have you ever heard of the rules of tomb robbing?"

The fifth wife asked with some interest: "Oh, what are the rules?"

Yulan said: "Grave robbers dig a hole, one person goes down to get the jewelry and jade, and the other person ties it up with a rope. However, it often happens that the person holding the rope revolts and abandons his colleagues below when he sees the wealth. Later, the tomb robber gang gradually became a gang.

It evolved into mostly father and son, but there was still an incident where the son threw his own father into the grave. In the end, it became a rule: the son went down to pick up the goods, and the father pulled the rope on top. It is said that there has never been a case of people being dropped into the grave.

"Yulan finally concluded: "This is human nature."
Chapter completed!