Chapter 241 Unlucky Home

Although Song Ci knew that Mrs. Wei was ill, she did not visit the mansion as soon as possible. Instead, she took a few days to visit her.

After entering the Wei Mansion, Song Ci was arranged to get into the car and came to the second gate. Mrs. Wei was waiting in person to greet her.

"Madam Song, it's really a mistake to welcome him." Mrs. Wei took her eldest daughter-in-law to respectfully bow to Song Ci.

"No gift." Song Ci smiled and raised his hand: "I heard that your wife is sick, so I'll come to see her."

Mrs. Wei said with gratitude: "Mother heard that you are coming, and she is in a much better spirit. Mrs. Wei, please come here."

Song Ci followed her in the back house, walked through the moon gate, and walked through the corridor. After half a quarter of an hour, she arrived at Mrs. Wei's Shou'an Hall.

There was still a girl named Wei Wenfang standing there. It seemed that she was Xingsan, but she didn't see the second lady.

Song Ci's eyes flashed, and after receiving the court from Wei Wenfang, he slowly walked into the main hall and sat down. The maids served warm tea.

Mrs. Wei asked her to take a moment and walked into the East China Media Group to greet her.

"Mother, the Grandma Song Family is here to visit you."

Mrs. Wei sat on the bed in a depressed manner and said, "Please come in and talk."

Mrs. Wei responded respectfully.

After a while, Song Ci was helped by Madam Gong and sighed when she saw the old man who looked inferior to the past, who was leaning on the bed with a look of grimness and energy.

Next to the bed, Wang Qiuman, dressed in Hunan clothes, was wiping her sweat with a handkerchief. Seeing that Song Ci was coming, she stepped forward and gave a blessing.

"Old sister, I'll make you laugh." Mrs. Wei smiled weakly at Song Ci.

Song Ci said angrily: "We have been separated from the village for only a few days. Why have you been trying to do this to yourself? It's so painful."

A trace of pain and coldness flashed in Mrs. Wei's eyes, and she said, "It's not a big deal yet. Everyone doesn't think of me as peaceful as possible. They all want me to die sooner."

"Mother." Mrs. Wei was very embarrassed.

Mrs. Wei looked at her with a little bad eyes and said, "You have a lot to do, let's go down, I'll talk to my elder sister." She looked at Wang Qiuman again, and now she had a little warmth in her eyes, and said, "You haven't had a good rest these days, so go and take a break."

Wang Qiuman tucked the horns of her quilt and said softly: "I'm in Xiji. If you have something to do, call me."

She put down the veil, bowed to Song Ci and Mrs. Wei separately, and then retreated.

The room suddenly became quiet, except for Song Ci and Mrs. Wei, only their confidant mothers were left.

Mrs. Wei's face turned a little sad and ashamed, and said, "Old sister, it's really a miserable family. My Wei family is going to be a big joke in the Beijing circle. I trembled with fear and maintained the reputation of the Wei family. I didn't expect that half of my foot would step into the coffin, but I saw the scene of the Wei family's daughter being self-deprecating and shamelessly tainting the family... "

Her confidant mother immediately followed her back and advised her: "Madam, don't be excited. You have just taken the medicine for a while. After this cough, you have to cough out all the medicine."

Seeing her coughing, Song Ci also said, "Yes, please be more relaxed, don't be excited, say something slowly, I don't rush to leave, I have time to listen to you."

Mrs. Wei raised her hand, took a deep breath, took another sip of water, and smiled bitterly: "There is nothing to say. I want to hide it from you, my unscrupulous second granddaughter has done something ugly... I, I would rather she go to the temple than she enter the pickled door."
Chapter completed!