Chapter 2 — Female Dong Gia Vengeance

"Is it spreading cold and wind to others, or is it spreading the fishy smell of milk to others?" The folding fan in Luc Thua An's hand fell to the ground. Father stood up suddenly. "What did you say?" Lieu Thi turned her head, the gentle expression on her face shattered cleanly. "On Tri Y, you dare to slander your sister's innocence?" I bent down to pick up Luc Thua An's folding fan and brought it in front of him. On the fan's silk ribbon was wrapped a red thread, the type that On Nhu Duong often wore. "Whether it's slander or not, father will see and see." Luc Thua An did not accept the fan. Lieu Thi blocked the door. "Master, Duong Nhi is changing clothes, it's inconvenient." Father didn't even look at her and walked straight towards the inner courtyard. I follow behind. Lieu Thi winked at the lady next to her. Just as the lady was about to run away, Old Hua walked in from outside the courtyard gate, blocking her way. "Madam, outside the door there is a woman carrying a child, saying she wants to see someone." Lieu Thi's legs were weak, she could barely hold on to the door frame. I looked at her. "Mother, it seems that child has not been exposed to the rain and died." Wen Nhu Duong's hospital was as hot as a steamer. The main door and windows were all closed, through the crack of the door came a strong smell of blood and poison. As soon as father stepped up the steps, the sound of On Nhu Duong's cry could be heard in the house. "Niang, where is the baby? Mom, was it carried back by your sister?" Father's feet stopped in front of the doorstep. Lieu Thi rushed to stop. "Master, Duong Nhi is so feverish that she's confused." The crying in the room stopped. On Nhu Duong's panicked voice echoed from a door away. "Who's outside?" I said, "Sister, it's me." There was a loud noise in the room, like someone kicked over a copper pot. Lieu Thi lowered her voice and scolded. "Tri Y, are you determined to destroy your sister?" "I will destroy her?" I laughed, "Was it me who left the child on the side of the road? Was it me who had sex with the guests?" Luc Thua An rushed to the door of the courtyard, hearing this sentence, his face turned pale. "Eldest lady, be careful with your words." Father turned to look at him. "You came at the right time. Tell me, whose is the child in Duong Nhi's belly?" Luc Thua An knelt down. "Uncle Wen, I don't know." I threw that folding fan in front of him. "The red thread. On the fan's silk ribbon, my sister braided it herself. The small house next to the revenue room, where the two of them secretly dated, used a door latch made from an old piece of copper left over from my mother in the past. Just because I've been outside the manor for three years, it doesn't mean that the Wen family doesn't have any of my people." Lieu pointed at me and scolded. "You're still young, but you've already learned how to fix your eyes and ears!" I looked at her. "If mother doesn't do anything unreasonable, why should I be afraid? eyes and ears?” Father kicked open the door. On Nhu Duong lay on the bed, his hair was messy, his face was yellow; The figure under the blanket could be seen at a glance as if she had just given birth. On the edge of the bed was a half-drunk bowl of red apple soup. Father stared at her, his lips trembling. "Horrible." Wen Nhu Duong cried and reached out to Lieu Thi. "Mother, save me." Lieu Thi rushed forward to hug her. "Master, Duong Nhi was just confused for a moment. She was still young, she was deceived." Luc Thua An knelt outside the door, his voice was so hoarse that it was almost no longer his voice. "Uncle, this matter has nothing to do with Second Miss, it's because I used alcohol to act recklessly." I looked at his appearance of protecting On Nhu Duong and found it funny. In his previous life, when he married me, he knelt down in front of his father like this, saying that he would absolutely not betray me in this life. His father angrily grabbed the teacup from the table and threw it over. "A poor scholar who is a freeloader of my Wen family, dares to touch my daughter!" Luc Thua An's forehead was torn open, blood flowed down his chin, he still lay on the ground without moving. "I am willing to marry Second Miss." Lieu Thi immediately

raised his head. "Master, this is still considered a fair statement." Father was so angry that he laughed. "Justice? What do you want to marry? Take your three-time failed exams, or take my Wen family's money?" On Nhu Duong cried even more fiercely. "Father, I can't marry him. If I marry a guest, my whole life will be over." Luc Thua An raised his head, his eyes showing humiliation for the first time. I watched them bite and tear each other, and the anger in my heart eased a little. Outside the door came a woman's call. "Lady Wen, you told me to take the child out of the city, but you didn't tell me to throw it away and no longer need it. Now the child has a fever, you have to give me money to the husband!" Lieu's face turned pale. Father turned his head sharply. "Bring in." A woman wearing a rough shirt carrying a diaper walked into the hospital. The child cried weakly and could not breathe, with streaks of mud on his face. It's the one I left on the side of the road. As soon as the woman entered the door, she knelt down. "Master, spare your life. The lady gave me five taels of silver and told me to put the child on the way back to the palace for the Eldest Miss to pick up. Said the Eldest Miss was soft-hearted and would definitely carry her back." Lieu Thi shouted shrilly. "You lie!" The woman took out a gold earring from her chest.