The old madam stood rooted to the ground. Then, she suddenly raised her voice.
"Are you blaming me? Zhao Yixuan, I am your mother. Do you think I would harm you? "
Unexpectedly, Elder Zhao's face darkened when he heard this.
"You should ask my father whether he believes you or not."
Instantly, the old madam felt like she was being strangled. Her face turned red and she could not say a word.
There was deep fear in her eyes.
When she looked at Elder Zhao again, there was a pleading look in her eyes.
But this time, she did not see any sign of softening in her son's expression.
"Send the old madam back. From now on, you are not allowed to trouble the old madam with any matters in the family."
Zhao Yixuan coldly stripped her of all her rights with his own mouth.
The old madam's body swayed. "No, no way!"
How could she do that?
She had fought so hard to regain the glory and wealth. She could not lose it just like that!
"No way? Then go back to your village and enjoy the rest of your life. Someone, send the old madam away immediately. "
Hearing this, the old madam almost fainted.
"Oh my god, you are forcing this old woman to die! I don't want to live anymore. I don't have the face to live anymore! "
Looking at the old madam who was throwing a tantrum, Zhao Yixuan took a deep breath.
In the past, he might not have been able to bear with the old madam.
But all these years, she had used her status to interfere in his family's matters. She even wanted to lay her hands on his wife.
She had used up the kindness of giving birth to him. Now, he no longer had any reason to bear with her.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he said expressionlessly, "If you really want to die, then go to my father's grave and kowtow to apologize. If you die there, I will give you a proper name and let you be buried with my father. I will give you glory after death. What do you think? "
The old madam's crying stopped abruptly. The few tears that she had were forced out.
"I, I don't want to die …"
She trembled all over and said weakly.
How could Zhao Yixuan not know that she was just putting on an act?
Back then, she was able to abandon her husband and son, even indirectly causing his father's death.
He shouldn't have had any illusions about such a selfish and heartless woman.
"If you don't want to die, then hurry up and leave. I'm not my father, and there's no motherly love between us. "
He didn't want to waste any more time in front of this woman.
After mercilessly issuing the order to drive her away, he took his men and directly left the Zhao Family.
"Old Madam, is the elder really going to send you away?"
Next to her, the old maid, who had been flattering her, asked in a low voice with an unpleasant look.
The old madam's face darkened.
She absolutely could not leave. This was her son's family business. As a mother, she should enjoy it and not leave these things to outsiders.
"Why should I leave? Unless I die!"
She glared at the old maid and then looked in the direction of Madam Duan's yard.
Since Zhao Yixuan, the son, was heartless, he couldn't blame her, the mother, for being unjust.
After all, he was her son. One day, he would know that she was thinking for his sake.
Pursing her lips, the old madam hurriedly took her men to Madam Duan's yard.
As for the two women with ulterior motives?
Perhaps only they themselves would know what the women in the womb had discussed.
The place where Lin Mengya asked Elder Zhao to meet was a bamboo garden outside the city.
This was a local specialty. Because there were green bamboos all year round, and the local people were very good at using local materials, so every household had bamboo products.
And the head of a family like Elder Zhao would also build a bamboo garden if they had the time.
Although it was called a garden, it was actually half the size of a mountain.
It was full of lush bamboos, which could be used as ornamental as well as used.
Elder Zhao avoided everyone's line of sight and hurriedly rushed over.
After asking people to guard the door of the bamboo garden, he frowned and found the place where they had agreed to meet.
At this time, Lin Mengya was squatting on the ground, digging winter bamboo shoots with the help of Long Tianhao.
"Heh, this one is really not small."
Lin Mengya, whose hands were covered with mud, looked at the "Golden Tower" in her hands with satisfaction.
The winter bamboo shoots produced here were big and tender, and not bitter or astringent. It was really delicious.
Moreover, digging bamboo shoots was addictive.
She didn't feel it at first, but when she saw more and more bamboo shoots in her hands, she felt that she couldn't stop at all.
Long Tianhao casually wiped the sweat on her forehead.
At the same time, he gave his own self-defense dagger to his wife to dig bamboo shoots.
If the group of blacksmiths outside saw this, they would be so angry that they would spit blood.
The dagger was called "Hidden Edge". Because of its special material, it couldn't be forged into a long sword, but could only be made into a short blade.
But it could even be easily separated by cowhide, as if it was a thin layer of paper.
But now it was used to dig bamboo shoots for his wife!
What a sin! He was simply a spendthrift!
Zhao Yixuan was in a heavy mood. Suddenly, he slipped and almost fell to the ground.
He looked down angrily, only to find that he had fallen into a small pit.
And looking around, there were many small pits like this.
He immediately became more cautious. Could it be that someone was digging a trap to harm him?
Unexpectedly, he saw the couple not far away. They seemed to be … digging bamboo shoots?
Lin Mengya happily threw the bamboo shoots, which had their outer shells removed, into Long Tianhao's arms.
Until Elder Zhao's incredulous voice came from behind.
"Did you dig those pits?"
Lin Mengya looked back, and unknowingly, there were pits of different sizes behind her.
She had a lot of problems, and the way she dug the bamboo shoots was more like digging for herbs, so the pits were bigger than usual.
She nodded without any burden, and waved the bamboo shoots in her hand.
"I'm just digging winter bamboo shoots. Do you want some, Elder Zhao? There are many over there. "
At this time, Zhao Yixuan could only let out a long breath and shook his head slowly.
Fortunately, as long as this pit wasn't dug by her to bury him, everything would be fine.
And this forest seemed to belong to his family.
Unfortunately, not only did he not dare to say it, but he had to wait for this little devil to dig to her heart's content.
Long Tianhao had been observing his expression.
Seeing that he was really anxious, he reached out his hand and gently patted his wife's back.
"Madam, do you want to take a rest first?"
Lin Mengya rubbed her waist, nodded and obediently returned the dagger to him.
Long Tianhao
He asked someone to bring water, wet a handkerchief, and wiped off the mud on her fingers little by little. Then he asked someone to pack up the bamboo shoots and take them away.
Madam had dug so many bamboo shoots, it could be an extra dish for dinner.
Elder Zhao was forced to eat a big bowl of this young man's greasy dog food, and his mood became more and more unpleasant.
Alas, he missed his wife.
He really didn't know when this would end, so that he could take his wife back aboveboard.
There was a small bamboo house in the forest, and the three of them sat in their respective rooms.
After looking at the two young men, Elder Zhao asked with a little urgency, "What you wrote in the letter, is it true?"
It was not that he didn't believe them.
It was just that all these years, although he had devoted himself to business, and he had not even taken care of his wife.
However, he felt that under his nose, at least in the small city he was in, there shouldn't be such a vile existence.
She knew that he would not believe it so easily.
Lin Mengya took out two testimonies.
It was the cause and effect of the two surviving maids of the Zhao family.
In addition, in order to increase the credibility of their testimonies, Lin Mengya also asked them to say some things that outsiders would not easily know, and only the people in their mansion would know.
Zhao Yixuan could still think that one or two testimonies were deliberately forged.
But when he saw the two of them say at the same time that he had offended Madam, and was chased around the courtyard by Madam with a feather duster, he immediately stopped the two testimonies.
No way! If he continued to watch, he was afraid that he would lose all his face!
"Where did you know these things?" He was ashamed and angry, but he looked more and more serious.
Of course, Lin Mengya knew what was written in the letter.
Anyway, she had already ridiculed the parts that should be ridiculed, and now she just put on a business-like look.
"We learned it from the two maids who were sold by the Zhao family. We have saved these two people, but according to them, they were actually wronged. But why would someone want to frame them for no reason? "
There were many dark secrets in a big mansion.
Lin Mengya knew this better than anyone else.
For a family like hers, if something was seen by someone who should not see, they would also find ways to keep their mouth shut.
But in this matter, they could only blame themselves for being wronged.
She had also asked in detail, and the two maids were not the personal maids of the masters, but were only responsible for sweeping the courtyard and doing all kinds of rough work.
Even they themselves did not know the reason why they had suffered such a disaster.
So Lin Mengya felt strange.
Zhao Yixuan was also confused.
"I don't know much about the things in the mansion. Although my wife is clear about rewards and punishments, she would never do such a thing."
Tsk, he still knew how to defend Aunt Fang.
Lin Mengya ticked him off in the little notebook in her heart.
"I also don't think Aunt Fang did it. Moreover, one of them was in charge of serving Madam Jing, and the other was in charge of the courtyard where the study was."
Elder Zhao frowned slightly.
"I really can't remember who this person is, but I remember that there seemed to be a little girl who sneaked into my study and stole something."
It was a long time ago, and the thing that was lost was just an insignificant inkstone, so he did not take it to heart.
However, something that happened after that left a deep impression on him. That was why he remembered the incident of throwing things away.
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