I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room

  Having no children in the big house has always been Qin Yushuang's heart disease. Ever since she thought about her step-nephew's thoughts and was sternly rejected by her husband, she fell ill and lingered on the bed for more than half a month before she recovered.

  Although the husband and wife have reconciled, there is a gap after all, and they can't go back to the past, and she dare not say more about the adoption.

  She watched coldly, not knowing whether it was because of disdain or something, the husband seemed to have really given up on adopting him. From the voice he occasionally revealed, she guessed that he probably wanted to hand over the Marquis Wu'an Mansion to his eldest nephew.

  Qin Yushuang is unwilling, how can a nephew compare with his son? Even if she is adopted from the clan, she is willing. Due to etiquette and filial piety, the son has to respect her. Nephew... Hehe, no matter how much she spends her heart and soul, she is just making wedding clothes for others.

   Now that the third sibling is sick, it is an excellent opportunity.

  The third brother and sister are so angry that they will not live long in all likelihood. After she leaves, the third brother will definitely remarry. The third brother is still so young, so he will definitely have other children. By then, the sons may not be so important when they have more sons. If she mentions adoption again, the possibility of success will be greater.

  Thinking of this, Qin Yushuang was very excited. She even wondered what kind of stepwife should the third brother marry?

  An ordinary-looking one is not good, there are three younger siblings who are stunning, and the third younger brother who is plain-looking will definitely not like it. Those who are too soft-tempered can't do it, the eldest nephew has grown up, and he is very shrewd, and the niece Huahua is also a planner. The step-wife is too soft-tempered, and I'm afraid they won't be able to control their brothers and sisters... What kind of girl should I find?

  Qin Yushuang picked girls of the right age in Beijing one by one, trying to pick one for her brother-in-law who had "all corners".

   Mrs. Hou also had the same thoughts as Qin Yushuang. Seeing the appearance of the third daughter-in-law with her own eyes, she felt a sense of urgency in her heart. Although the third child lost her temper before, she still had to choose a successor, so she got ready early and took advantage of the hot filial piety to get married within a hundred days.

  As for saying that her son was unwilling, Mrs. Hou also thought of a countermeasure. She used the excuse that her grandchildren needed to be taken care of, and said that she would marry and take care of the children. The third child would definitely be willing to marry because he cared so much about the children.

   As long as you marry into the family, wouldn't it be easy?

   It's just that this matter has to be done quietly, without telling the truth from the third child. Madam Hou is glad that her third son is not in the capital, otherwise with his shrewdness, he might not be able to hide it.

  After this trip, Yu Zhi was relieved, she said to Hao Daer: "That's it, your grandmother will definitely be very busy in the future, we can be quiet for a long time."

   paused, then laughed, "I hope your grandmother will be busy for a longer time, preferably until your father comes back."

   "Mother." Wen Xizhou looked helpless, he was really smart, after all, he was still a fifteen-year-old boy, how could he understand so many twists and turns in a woman's heart? His mother told him what his grandmother was thinking, and he couldn't accept it.

  Although the mother’s appearance of terminal illness is fake, but the mother is so seriously ill, the grandmother didn’t say to extend the medical treatment for her, but hurriedly chose a successor for the father.

   To put it bluntly, my mother is not dead yet, so I can't wait? Even if cats and dogs have been raised for a long time, they will have feelings, let alone people? Mother is so filial to grandma... Wen Xizhou is really worthless for his mother.

  Yu Zhi squinted at him, "Don't think too much when you're young." He said to him earnestly: "Because it's not important, so I don't care. The most important person to me is your father, your siblings, and at most your grandfather. The rest are irrelevant people, and they can't hurt me in anything."

   "Mother, I understand." Wen Xizhou agreed with his mother's words, but he still felt uneasy.

  As soon as Xizhou left, Yu Zhi became bored. After a stroll, she arrived at the courtyard where the abbot of Huguo Temple lived.

   "Master, you are chanting sutras." Yu Zhi greeted with special enthusiasm.

  Master Abbot who was knocking on the wooden fish stopped, with a calm face, "Your patroness is polite." Several people behind him also put their hands together.

   "Courteous, polite, all the masters are polite." As expected of an eminent monk of Huguo Temple, look at his quality, it is high.

  Seeing a futon beside him, Yu Zhi didn't dislike it. He stretched out his hand and sat on it, pretending to be a master, and started to talk about family affairs, "How comfortable are the master and the masters living in the house? Is there any neglect? If there is anything that needs to be explained directly to the people below."

   "Amitabha, the benefactor is too serious. The poor monk is an outsider." The abbot master has a solemn appearance, and his lowered eyebrows are particularly compassionate.

  Understand, understand, understand, outsiders don't pay attention to the enjoyment of foreign objects. That's what it means, right?

  Yu Zhi's eyes flickered, and he asked curiously: "Why does the master call me a female benefactor? The master is already an outsider. In the eyes of the master, all living beings are equal, so why is there a distinction between male and female benefactors?"

  Master Abbot paused his hand holding the Buddhist beads, and said solemnly: "The almsgiver really has the roots of wisdom, and he is a poor monk who has made a fortune."

   No, no, she is talking nonsense, what wisdom does she have? On the contrary, this master abbot is really good at self-cultivation. After thinking for a while, Yu Zhi said: "Master, let me have a look, just to see if I'm short-lived." After a pause, he added, "I'll donate one thousand taels of sesame oil." Jinshan is still there, and she is rich.

   "Amitabha, the poor monk's way is shallow, and he can't see the face of the benefactor." The abbot master looked ashamed, but the corner of the mouth of the person behind him twitched. Others are taboo about death, but she directly said that she was short-lived. Oh, by the way, she was the one who spent a lot of money to ask for a lottery last time. Xiao Wen Shangshu's wife is really different!

  Yu Zhi didn't mind either, and said: "Master, you are an eminent monk, do you see anything weird about me? But what happened?" The last sentence is pure nonsense.

  Master Abbot continued to put his hands together, "Amitabha."

   Can't see it? Still see it hard to say? Alas, the monk is not good at this point, he always likes to play tricks. Fortunately, Yu Zhi didn't really want to know anything, her eyes fell on Master Abbot's Buddhist beads, "Master, give me your Buddhist beads, I will suppress evil spirits. Oh, your wooden fish is also good, the sound of your voice makes people feel at ease, do you have many? Give me one too."

  Yu Zhi sat on the futon all morning, and when he finally left, he not only asked for Buddhist beads and wooden fish, but also took away two scrolls of scriptures.

  Watching Yu Zhi's back, Master Abbot looked solemn. He did not see much about the wife of Shangshu Xiaowen, only that she was unstable. I can see it but I can’t say it, that Xiaowen Shangshu...

  Master Abbot shook his head and continued to chant sutras with his eyes down.

  Yu Zhi wrapped the beads around his hands and asked He Xiaodie, "Does it look good?"

  He Xiaodie nodded, "It looks good!" After a pause, "The third master also has it."

  Yu Zhi became happy, "Yes, he has it too. He wears it on his right hand, so I wear it on my left hand. We are a perfect match."

  He Xiaodie...

   What is Madam    talking about? don't know!