MTL - My Stepmother is Soft and Charming-Chapter 328 calamity of life and death

 The short-lived ghost of the Gu family is Gu Yunhe.

 Shang Yukuan's first wife, the biological mother of Dalang, Liulang and Bamei!

She looked at Shang Yukuan with red eyes, filled with resentment and dissatisfaction. She was quite worried about Gu Yunhe, who had been ill for many years.

Shang Yukuan had never seen her look like this before. He pointed at Mrs. Wei with a trembling finger and scolded her loudly.

“You can slander Yun He too? Believe it or not, I will beat you!”

 “If you have the ability, just fight!”

"Father!"

Mrs. Wei and Shang Qilang spoke at the same time, immediately making Shang Yukuan freeze there. It was wrong to fight or not to fight. They left a red-faced sentence at the end.

"You little concubine is trying to straighten something that is not worth mentioning! How dare you speak like this? I can only imagine how much disrespect you had for Yun He in the past. But I believed your nonsense and let Liu Lang and the others down. Well, hum, you don’t have to say these things. When Liu Lang and the others come back, you and I can make peace with each other, and go back to your Taiwei’s mansion to live your noble life, so as not to be dragged down by this incompetent husband like me. !”

 After saying this, Shang Yukuan walked away with a puff of his sleeves.

This was the first time he had been so angry, and Mrs. Wei was caught off guard.

He froze on the spot and asked Shang Qilang.

 “He...he wants to make peace with me?”

 Shang Qilang looked at his mother with a complicated expression. He also felt that what he just said was a bit too much. In the current situation, the family should be united to tide over the difficulties.

It just so happened that every day my mother either looked down on this or that, and always made people miserable in the yard!

If he were the father, I'm afraid he couldn't bear it long ago. If he could endure it until today, he felt that he was a generous father, so he didn't do much to protect his mother.

 Shang Shilang was still a little dazed by the slap, so he didn't speak.

Silang’s wife, on the other hand, was thinking that if her mother-in-law made peace with her before her, wouldn’t she have to suffer here for a while?

After all, no matter how good the Wei family is and no matter how open their folk customs are, they can't bear to accept two daughters who have returned home with Li. What's more, the relationship between the two of them is so "close". Even if they all go back with Li, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing. Very.

So, she had the idea to strike first, and then she glanced at Shang Silang, with a lot of disdain flashing in her eyes.

"Mom, it's better for you to rest early. After this moment, go and have a good talk with your father. These are just words made out of anger, don't take them seriously!"

After Shang Qilang said this, Mrs. Wei immediately became dissatisfied and said coldly.

"You still think it's my fault? Didn't you hear what he said? That I am a person who cannot be put on the stage? Huh, what about you? What about you? But they are all born of things that are not put on the stage. How can I Where is the nobility?”

 In one sentence, everyone present was offended equally.

After Mrs. Wei saw the changes in everyone's faces, she felt regretful. How could she get carried away by just a few words and say such words to hurt her children?

 But now the situation is here, even if she wants to change, she doesn't think others can accept it.

Shang Qilang sighed, took a complicated look at the messy New Year's Eve family dinner, and then left.

After he left, Shiro's wife also went back with her two children. Shang Shiro didn't want to be alone with his mother, so he ran away too.

She was angry at first, but now her heart ached when she saw the children avoiding her like snakes and scorpions. "You have committed evil. You have carefully calculated your whole life, but in the end you ended up being rejected by your husband and betrayed by your children. Hahaha, you really fulfilled the words of the short-lived ghost before he died."

At that time, Gu Yunhe took his last breath and said to her with great ridicule.

"I'm waiting underground to see what happens to you when you betray your family and friends. Everything you cherish now will become a knife that stabs you, draining every drop of your blood until you turn into mud and everyone has to step on it!"

After saying this, Gu Yunhe died.

That day, she looked down at Gu Yunhe like a winner, thinking that she was just saying something jealous before her death. Who knew, it would actually come true...

Is it possible that this is retribution?

 In an instant, Mrs. Wei's iron-clad mood became anxious and uneasy, while Grandma Jiao on the side felt sorry for her master and hurriedly came forward and said.

"Madam, there is no need to be anxious. Everything can turn around. Gu Yunhe is already dead. How can we believe her words? No matter what, you are the one in charge of the Duke's Mansion now, so the final winner can only be It could be you!"

 Mother Jiao’s words gave Mrs. Wei some comfort.

After wiping the tears that had flowed unconsciously from the corners of her eyes, she raised her head proudly and returned to her former calm composure.

"Yes, with Gu Yunhe's family background and ability, wouldn't I send him to the West? Anyone who blocks my way will die!"

Grandma Jiao looked at Mrs. Wei, whose eyes were gradually turning crazy, and she followed her very loyally.

The farce in the Duke's Mansion did not spread, but that night the Duke packed up his luggage and moved to the study by himself, making it clear that he wanted to draw a clear line with Mrs. Wei.

Mrs. Wei was not too hasty and asked her subordinates to do as they were told.

 As if she didn't care at all about this matter.

Although the servants at home were a little curious, Grandma Jiao next to Mrs. Wei was very strict now, so no one dared to say another word, and they all did their own thing silently.

Poor Shang Yukuan, who was curled up on the imperial concubine's couch in the study, still didn't know what he was going to face next. He was still thinking expectantly that if he reconciled with Mrs. Wei, he might still be able to reunite with Dongyuan's children. Make things right again.

Hmm, back to the kind father and son were like in the past, the more I think about it, the more I feel that the cold night is not that cold anymore.

The charcoal fire was burning steadily, giving him a lot of warm comfort.

 The two places are full of joy, and the winter wind carries the excitement, pulling the days into the new year.

 The twenty-seventh year of Xiande's reign was another prosperous year for the Daxing Dynasty.

While the people were still immersed in the excitement and joy, enjoying the new atmosphere brought by the New Year, Mrs. Guo in the suburban village died.

 Died on the night of the sixth day of the first lunar month.

 She was already stiff when she was discovered, which shows that the person serving her didn't care at all!

When the people in Wufang heard the news, they only asked the people in Zhuangzi to prepare a thin coffin, and they hurriedly buried it without choosing a day.

 On the day she was buried, news of Shang Qiniang's death also came out.