"Here, give me the food."
Lin Mengya took the food prepared by Master Wei and was about to open the door when she heard Aunt He's sarcastic words.
"Master Gong is really influential, otherwise Zhen 'er would not only see her."
Hearing this, Lin Mengya just glanced at her indifferently.
"Ha."
Lin Mengya sneered disdainfully and walked in without hesitation.
The room was very dim.
When she came in, she only saw a black shadow curled up on the bed.
Lin Mengya put down the food box, then picked up a chair on the ground and sat down.
She knew that she could not agitate Mrs. Wei now, so she kept a distance so that she would not feel uncomfortable.
"Mrs. Wei, Qingran is very worried about you."
Her voice was soft, but her tone was not fast or slow, as if she was chatting casually.
Lin Mengya paid close attention to the situation opposite her and said slowly, "She is a good girl, I like her very much."
For a mother who loved her children, her child was definitely the best entry point.
Lin Mengya slightly curved her lips, and her tone became gentler, "Speaking of which, I also have a daughter. But she is still young, only a few months old. When she grows up, I will probably spoil her like you, pure and cute. "
"Qingran … is indeed a good girl."
Mrs. Wei's voice was slightly hoarse.
She could not help but talk to Lin Mengya.
"Yes!" Lin Mengya smiled and nodded, "I can tell that she is a well-educated girl, and her family loves her very much."
"What's the use of that?"
Mrs. Wei suddenly changed the topic, and there was some inexplicable helplessness in her tone.
"I can't wait for her to be more shrewd, so that she will not be bullied outside. I can still protect her now, but if I'm gone …"
The rest of the words were hidden in Mrs. Wei's sudden choking.
It seemed that Wei Qingran was indeed Mrs. Wei's weakness.
"No matter how deep the fate between mother and son is, it will only last for 50 or 60 years. But I think Mrs. Wei is in the prime of her life, and should be able to protect Qingran for a long time."
"A long time?"
"How long do I have?"
Madam Wei's words were filled with regret and unwillingness.
She had yet to find a suitable candidate who was worthy of her daughter's care. If her daughter did not have any treasures for the rest of her life, how could she close her eyes?
But time waited for no man.
This time around, she clearly felt that her emotions and body were even more out of control.
At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he became a real lunatic.
At that time, how could she protect her daughter? How could she plan for her daughter's future?
Once his daughter had a crazy mother, he was afraid that those people would take advantage of her even more.
She might even drag down her daughter's reputation because of this.
Thinking of this, Madam Wei found it even harder to control her emotions.
Lin Mengya had been paying close attention to him.
Seeing that Madam Wei's breathing had started to quicken, she immediately ran over and pinched a few major acupuncture points on Madam Wei's body.
"If you don't want it to happen again, control your emotions immediately and calm down!"
"I, I, I …"
Madam Wei stammered for a long time, but in the end, she could not say a complete sentence.
Every time her illness acted up, it was like this. The more anxious she was, the more agitated she became, and the harder it was to control her emotions. In the end, she could only accept the current situation pessimistically.
Deep sorrow could be seen in Madam Wei's eyes.
No matter how strong she was, she could not take the initiative in the fight against the illness. She could only accept it passively.
This kind of feeling was quite torturous.
Lin Mengya even suspected that the person who hurt Madam Wei had a deep grudge against her.
She actually chose to use this method to slowly wear down Madam Wei's self-esteem.
In the end, she would become a complete lunatic, forever trapping her sober consciousness in a cage of madness.
This feeling was no less than the death of a thousand cuts to Madam Wei.
Lin Mengya, who was busy saving Madam Wei, did not notice someone's urgent knocking outside the door.
"Zhen 'er! Zhen 'er, what's wrong? "
Since Madam Wei's angry roar came from inside, Aunt He had been anxious to rush in.
"Master! Zhen 'er is screaming so loudly. Is she hurt? Master Gong is an outsider after all. What if he hurts Zhen 'er because of fear? What should we do? "
Needless to say, Aunt He's words hit Patriarch Wei's weak spot.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and his attitude was somewhat hesitant.
"Sister Gong will not hurt my mother!"
Compared to Master Wei, Wei Qingran was more determined.
Moreover, she was very clear that Sister Gong might have a way to cure her mother.
She did not know if it was because of Lin Mengya's reminder, but now she felt that Aunt He's words were not purely out of concern for her mother.
At this time, Aunt He had secretly scolded Gong Ya several times in her heart.
If it were not for that wicked girl talking nonsense in front of Qingran, Qingran would definitely not deny what she said.
He grabbed Wei Qingran's hand and said earnestly, "Silly girl, you are still young. A person like Gong Family Head must have never seen such a situation. What if he accidentally hurt Mother? What should we do then? "
Seeing that Wei Qingran was going to continue to refute, Aunt He ignored her and looked directly at the anxious Master Wei.
"Master, let's go in and have a look. I think something is wrong with Zhen 'er's voice!"
Master Wei's mind went blank.
Now he was most worried about Madam's safety.
With a loud bang, the door was kicked open by the Wei Family's Patriarch from the outside.
Thereafter, the Wei Family Head took the lead and rushed in.
Aunt He also left Wei Qingran and hurriedly picked up the hem of her dress and followed him.
It was a mess inside.
The things that Lin Mengya had brought were all overturned on the ground. She was also kneeling in front of Madam Wei with her back facing the door.
"Let go of me now. Why are you strangling Zhen 'er?"
Before anyone could react, Aunt He screamed and directly rushed to Lin Mengya.
She picked up an inkstone from the ground, screamed, and smashed it on Lin Mengya's shoulder. Lin Mengya didn't know if she had prepared it beforehand or picked up an inkstone from the ground.
"Ugh …"
Lin Mengya let out a muffled groan but didn't stop.
She was now helping Madam Wei recover. It was the most critical moment and she couldn't be distracted.
A dull pain spread from her right shoulder.
Her right hand loosened, but she still didn't let go of her.
Aunt He was secretly happy that she hit Lin Mengya with one hit. She wanted to pull Lin Mengya's clothes again, but her arm was grabbed by Wei Qingjiang who came behind her.
"What are you doing?"
"Jiang 'er, why are you stopping me? Go and save your mother. Can't you see that she is almost out of breath?"
"She didn't strangle my mother. She is trying to save my mother. Aunt He, you were too rash."
Compared to the emotional and innocent Wei Qingran, Wei Qingjiang was obviously not easy to fool.
Auntie He looked over, and when she saw He Qingjiang's sharp eyes, her heart skipped a beat. She immediately lowered her head guiltily.
"It's my fault. I didn't see clearly. I was worried about your mother, so …"
"Alright, it's messy enough here. If there's nothing else, you can go back and rest, Aunt He."
Wei Qingjiang's attitude had always been polite and distant.
Aunt He bit her lip and could only nod helplessly, but her heart was full of resentment towards He Qingjiang.
She had clearly done so much to please these two children.
But of these two ingrates, one had distanced himself from him with just a few words from others, and the other had always turned a blind eye to his efforts.
She walked out of the door and kept rubbing the handkerchief in her hand.
If she didn't take advantage of this best opportunity, she would not be able to become the mistress of the Wei Family even if Zhen 'er was gone.
Thinking of this, Aunt He's eyes were full of unwillingness and scheming.
She had worked hard to get what she had now.
Moreover, if she married into the Wei Family, she would not mistreat Zhen 'er's children.
Even if she had her own children in the future, she would try her best to persuade the Old Master. Even if she could not let them inherit most of the property, she would let them live a comfortable life.
She had made up her mind that marrying into the Wei Family as a second wife was the best for Zhen 'er, the Wei Family, and even for the two children.
She would not let anyone spoil her plan!
Lin Mengya endured the pain and finally calmed Mrs. Wei down.
"One of you, come here and memorize this set of massage techniques. In the future, massage Mrs. Wei three times a day. It can effectively relieve her mental stress and help her sleep."
In fact, Mrs. Wei's nervousness was mostly due to herself.
Her emotions were like a taut bow.
The more she tried to keep herself from acting up, the more nervous she was. The more nervous she was, the more she could not control her emotions. It went on and on, creating a vicious cycle.
Hearing that this set of massage techniques could relieve Mrs. Wei's condition, the three people of the Wei Family rushed to sign up and learn it.
Wei Qingran had a conscience. He came over and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Sister Gong. You were trying to help my mother, but Aunt He hit you for nothing. It must be very painful! Why don't you come with me to apply the medicine? "
Wei Qingran and Wei Qingran thought of what had happened just now and felt guilty.
"Yes, yes, Ran 'er is right! I'm really sorry for what happened just now. Master Gong, you should take a rest first. "
Master Wei was so embarrassed that his face turned red.
But in that situation, they really could not stop him in time.
Lin Mengya was much more sensitive to pain than ordinary people.
In fact, her right shoulder was already numb, but she did not waste any time. She quickly and accurately demonstrated the set of massage techniques again.
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