New widow

What Fifth Uncle Song had in mind was the same thing as what Master Song had in mind, which was to send his heir in, and then slowly and calmly eat up all the property in the Duke's Mansion. As for the methods of those people outside bringing a group of people to rob and even sell the widows, after all, this is under the emperor's feet. How can such a noble family do such a thing?

Seeing this, Suqiao said: "It is necessary to establish an heir. How can you choose a son for me..."

Before Su Qiao finished speaking, she heard a sad voice coming from outside. Su Qiao couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then the door was knocked open. Aunt Su ran towards Su Qiao with a pillow in her arms, saying something He said: "Master, this is the son I gave birth to for you. The Song family has an heir."

Aunt Su gave birth to a male fetus. This boy, who placed the expectations of countless people in the Duke's palace and made some people in the Song family sleepless, was gone.

The mother-in-law who was following Aunt Su saw Su Qiao and said hurriedly: "Madam, a maid just didn't keep her mouth shut and let it slip. My aunt burst into tears first and then laughed. The slaves really couldn't stop her. .”

When the mother-in-law was talking, Aunt Su was already nestling next to Su Qiao, raising the pillow high towards Su Qiao, Qiao smiled sweetly: "Master, we have a son, and the Song family has an heir." After saying this, Aunt Su He looked at the rest of the people in the room, and his voice became cold: "My son will inherit the Duke's mansion, you guys, get out of here."

"Aunt Su is crazy, she's gone too far." Mr. Song said carefully to Su Qiao.

Suqiao's eyes swept over and did not ignore the look on Uncle Song Wu's face.

The sudden surprise was not ignored, and Mr. Song was relieved. These people all have the surname Song and are all members of the Song family, but each one of them has a kind of heart.

"I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy. This is my son, my son." As Aunt Su said, she hugged the pillow tightly and said to Su Qiao, "Master, I'm not crazy." Su Qiao said deeply. He took a breath and said to his mother-in-law: "Take Aunt Su down."

How could Aunt Su be willing to be taken away? She tightly grabbed Su Qiao's sleeves and smiled infatuatedly at Su Qiao: "Master, master, have you seen it? This child looks so like you."

Aunt Su's eyes were filled with tears. Before Su Qiao could say anything, Mr. Song had already said to Aunt Su: "Your child was not born." As soon as she said this, Aunt Su threw away the pillow in her hand and rushed to get it. Mr. Qiao Song said: "I know, I know, it's you, it's you, you all want my child's life. Give my child back."

It is said that crazy people are very powerful. Even though Aunt Su is usually pretty and cute, when she pounced on her, Mr. Song felt that his throat was being strangled by a huge force and he couldn't get away no matter what.

"Let go, let me go." Mr. Song felt that he was about to be strangled to death. He struggled hard, but he accidentally kicked Aunt Su in the stomach. Aunt Su immediately let go of her hand and lay on the ground crying. Get up: "My child, my child, you killed my child, give me my child back."

Mr. Song was let go and started to cough. The teacher hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Sir, please take a rest first." Su Qiao walked to Aunt Su.

Next to her mother, just as she was about to speak, Aunt Su opened her eyes and looked at Su Qiao, and said loudly: "Madam, Madam, my children were harmed by them, you must avenge me."

"I will." Seeing that Aunt Su had regained her clarity, Suqiao reached out and patted her shoulder gently. Aunt Su started crying again: "My child, madam, that is my son, that is my son."

After Song An's death, no matter whether the child can grow up or not, as long as he is born, he will be the heir to the Duke's mansion. Now, Aunt Su has lost all hope, how can she not hate her? Su Qiao could only comfort her softly.

"Hurry up and drag this lunatic down." Seeing the chaos, Uncle Song shouted loudly. Suqiao looked up at Uncle Song and sneered: "We haven't established an heir yet. Why, there is no such thing in the Duke's Mansion." Is there a place for us?”

"Here, third brother and sister, we are also thinking about it. We should establish an heir as soon as possible so that it will be beautiful during the funeral." Mr. Song had recovered now and was able to force Su Qiao with Uncle Song.

Before Su Qiao could say anything, Aunt Su pointed her hand at Mr. Song: "Bitch, you are the bitch. You colluded with others to harm the child in my belly. You are a bitch, bitch!"

This is the first time that Mr. Song has been called a bitch. Uncle Song has already said angrily to Su Qiao: "Third nephew's wife, this is your concubine in the house. If you don't drive her away, are you going to let our Duke's house be abandoned?" Being laughed at.”

"That depends on whether the Duke's Mansion can still stand." Su Qiao originally planned to let Aunt Su go back, but after seeing Aunt Su's behavior, Su Qiao came up with a plan in her heart. There was no need to let Aunt Su go.

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Hearing Su Qiao's question, Fifth Uncle Song and Mr. Song looked at each other. Mr. Eleven already smiled: "Three Sister-in-law, although we only met yesterday, I know that Third Sister-in-law is an extremely independent person. In this case, this How about establishing an heir, and the third sister-in-law will choose one of the people recommended by our clan?"

These few words of Master Eleven can be said to be very beautiful, and Uncle Song Wu’s expression became gentle, but Aunt Su took Su Qiao’s hand and said softly: “Madam, the heirs they chose are not good. It’s a jackal, it can eat people.”

With these words, Uncle Song didn't know whether Aunt Su was talking crazy or the truth. Uncle Song's expression suddenly changed and he said to Aunt Su: "What can a madman say? My niece, why don't you lock up the madman quickly?" stand up."

"I didn't believe it at first." Su Qiao changed her words, and then Su Qiao smiled faintly: "But now, I believe it. I'm afraid all the heirs you choose are jackals. It's better,"

Suqiao looked at Mr. Song, not missing the hint of shock and anger on Mr. Song's face, and her tone was still so gentle: "It would be better to simply choose an heir from a baby in the clan who is less than three months old."

If a baby is less than three months old, it will be taken to the house and taken care of by a wet nurse. This is also a choice that some people will make if they are worried that the heir will not be married.

But in this way, both Master Song and Master Eleven's plans came to nothing. Master Eleven's expression became solemn. He originally thought that the most difficult thing to deal with was the child in Aunt Su's belly, but then he thought that there was such a rule waiting there.

"Three months old

As a baby, I don’t know yet whether it will grow up. "The first person to object was Uncle Song Wu.