The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 556: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (95)

Take the "spiced wine" that Cao Shixun prepared for the two of them, for example!

Neither of them drank it, but instead spit it into the props they had prepared in advance.

Song Chengjing took off a small and exquisite leather buckle tied on his wrist. Because he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, no one else noticed the little thing on his hand.

"You know what, this thing is really useful." Song Chengjing poured the wine in the small leather buckle onto the ground, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile, "Our Xiao Ran is really smart."

Su Xiangran smiled slightly and did not respond. She knew very well that she was just standing on the experience and wisdom of her predecessors and "applying what she learned".

In the previous world of martial arts filled with swords and sabers, in order to prevent being attacked by hidden arrows, some people would carry a similar leather bag with them so that they could spit out the wine they drank when necessary and avoid arousing suspicion from others.

The small leather buckle in front of you can be considered a simplified design.

After all, modern technology is advancing with each passing day, and such items will naturally be made more sophisticated and concealed.

"Just don't try such dangerous things lightly in the future." Song Chengjing was still a little frightened and couldn't help but whispered.

Su Xiangran gestured with the fan in her hand.

The folding fan looks quite small and exquisite, with a small bottle-shaped fan pendant underneath. When it is shaken, you can hear the crisp sound of metal hitting the glass.

"Brother Jing, don't worry. If anything happens, the silver needles I put in here are not vegetarian." Su Xiangran said proudly, "It won't kill him, but it will definitely knock him out."

Song Chengjing looked at the proud little girl in his heart and felt very rare in his heart. He wanted to spend more time with her, but the matter here was not over yet, so he could only sigh and said, "Let's go! There is one more!"

"Yeah!" Su Xiangran nodded and returned to the banquet hall with Song Chengjing through the side door.

Wu Wenyue, who was in the banquet hall, had just seen her son go out with Su Xiangran, and the people she arranged seemed to have gone after Song Chengjing. She was quite worried.

But seeing that the two of them hadn't shown up for such a long time, I felt a lot more at ease. After all, the effect of the medicine had already taken effect by now.

Wu Wenyue, who was secretly proud of herself, looked at her sister-in-law Cao Wanning talking to her husband Cao Ce, and felt indescribable pleasure in her heart.

No matter how much face Cao Wanning gets in front of Cao Ce, once her daughter becomes his son's concubine, he will have plenty of ways to torture the other's daughter.

As Wu Wenyue thought about it, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Xie Wanru didn't know why her mother-in-law suddenly laughed, but such a thing would inevitably attract the attention of other people present.

Xie Wanru knew that her mother-in-law despised her for being a concubine's daughter, but how could she look down on a "country bumpkin" like her?

We are just a family, we prosper together and we suffer together. Facing such a thing, Xie Wanru couldn't help but remind her: "Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you? If you have anything, tell us all about it, so that we can all have fun!"

Wu Wenyue came back to her senses immediately after hearing this, but the words of relief were a little unpleasant to her ears, but she didn't want to embarrass Xie Wanru in public, so she said, "It's not a good thing. I'm just happy to see my children happy."

"Mom!" Cao Lianxin was already three months pregnant, so she also came to Haicheng to attend the birthday party.

She didn't want to come at first, but her husband Wu Jun felt that Hecheng and Haishi were quite close, and it would be unreasonable not to attend his father-in-law's birthday party.

And by the way, Cao Lianxin can be asked to go to a foreign hospital for a check-up. After all, many people still have more faith in Western medicine.

Wu Wenyue looked at her daughter's slightly pregnant belly, and then thought about her own grandson who didn't even have a shadow. She had been trying to give Xie Wanru a good face, but now she felt a little embarrassed.

But then he remembered that his sister-in-law was a good fertile woman, and her daughter must be good too. Maybe the grandson will be born in Su Xiangran's belly tonight, and he felt much better.

However, Wu Wenyue's good mood only lasted until Su Xiangran and Song Chengjing returned to the banquet hall.

Seeing the two of them appear here again, and seeming even more affectionate than when they first came, Wu Wenyue's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

If Su Xiangran and Song Chengjing had always been together, where would her son Cao Shixun be now? She didn't dare to think about it.

But the banquet hasn't ended yet, and as the hostess, she can't leave, but she is already extremely anxious.

You have to know that if the medicine she gave you is not removed in time, it might be fatal.

Su Xiangran certainly understood her aunt Wu Wenyue's dilemma. After all, she already knew the properties of the medicine before it was switched.

As the banquet drew to a close, Wu Wenyue became more and more anxious, and Su Xiangran felt a sense of pleasure and revenge in her heart.

She calmed down the emotion: Don't worry, don't worry, it's nothing to just find something for Cao Shixun to do! This aunt is too idle, we have to find something for her to do.