The evil mother-in-law does not whitewash, she only abuses her children

While the old house was in dire straits due to Wu Na's troubles, Tong Huaqiong's business was booming.

The cloth from the weaving workshop was stocked in all the major clothing shops in Ningcheng.

Merchants have a keen sense of smell. When merchants from other places came to Ningcheng to purchase goods, they immediately smelled business opportunities when they saw the cotton cloth from Tong's weaving workshop and came to Qinghewan to request cooperation.

Since someone came to her with money, Tong Huaqiong was naturally happy to cooperate.

Especially in winter, cotton cloth has a good market response and good sales, resulting in orders from weaving workshops pouring in like snowflakes.

As long as there are orders, there will be money. In addition, Tong Huaqiong is not a stingy boss and is willing to pay the female workers in the weaving workshop a generous salary.

Encouraged by the monthly salary, the cotton-fluffing machines and spinning wheels in the weaving workshop were spinning sparks, and rolls of cotton cloth flowed from Tong's weaving workshop into the market.

Tong Huaqiong also had to assign some people to make cotton-padded clothes for the border. In short, she was very busy.

In addition to the weaving workshop, Jufulai opened another branch in Ningcheng, and Taohua Dessert has been developing steadily.

Tong Huaqiong felt that everything was fine. The only thing that worried her was her adopted son Gu Dashu.

For nearly half a year, Gu Dashu and He Chao never sent a letter again.

No one knows what is happening to people at the border.

The caravan sent by Mr. Lu did not bring any news about Gu Dashu from the border.

Liu Yue'e and Hong were extremely worried. Tong Huaqiong asked Prefect Yao to find out, but Prefect Yao just said that he would send someone to Qinghe Bay as soon as he had any news.

The war between Dasheng and Mobei has been going on for a year and is not over yet.

At first, Mobei had the upper hand, and later, Dasheng had the upper hand.

News from the border would reach Ningcheng from time to time, and spread to every corner of the countryside like the wind.

Some said that the mighty general was injured, some said that the twin generals appeared on the battlefield, and some said that a spy from Dasheng lurking in Mobei mixed into the merchant team and was discovered by Mobei and tied up with the merchant team at the gate of the city and killed by a bomb...

There are all kinds of comments. The war has been going on for a year and the attention is no longer as high as it was at the beginning.

Let's just discuss it as a family matter.

Tong Huaqiong did not pay attention to other news, but she paid attention to the last piece of news.

There was no way. Gu Dashu and He Chao were at the border with their caravan. In the summer they said their business had reached Mobei. She could bear it if they were killed in the bombing, but Liu Yue'e and Hong Shi could not.

The news that Gu Dashu died at the border began to spread in the village.

Before Tong Huaqiong had the time to refute the rumor, Gu Dashu's biological mother, Zhao, took action. When she saw who was gossiping about her son-in-law's death, she started to argue and fight with him.

The gossipy people in the village were intimidated by Zhao and dared not spread the rumor that Gu Dashu was dead.

Jia was washing clothes by the river when she heard everyone's discussion. She was very pleased. When she went home and mentioned it to Gu Ruinian, she scolded him: "No one can have a smooth life. I want to see how long they can be so proud. It would be best if the second son of the first wife is not even found at the border."

Jia and Wu Na, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, had a big quarrel every three days and a small quarrel every two days. She was almost driven crazy by her tough daughter-in-law. She had a lot of frustration in her heart and had no place to vent it. She hoped that Tong Huaqiong would suffer misfortune to bring her comfort.

When he heard the news that Gu Dashu disappeared at the border, he was so happy that he couldn't help but start cursing.

"Second brother, are you cursing my grandson?"

This time, Mrs. Gu did not stand with Jia.

No matter how good the second son's wife is, she is not as important as her grandson in her heart.

Old Mrs. Gu no longer liked or loved Gu Dashu, and she didn't want to experience the death of her grandson again.

"You are a rotten seed with no good intentions. Even if you die, my grandson will not die."

Old Mrs. Gu scolded Jia.

Jia: “…”

How come the woman who often joined her in scolding the eldest wife's unfilial and heartless mother-in-law broke up with her?

"How could it be that I cursed you? You may not know yet, but people outside are saying that you, Gu Dashu, have disappeared at the border, and some even say that you are dead." Jia held back her anger and told the rumors to Old Mrs. Gu and Old Man Gu.

Old Mrs. Gu and Old Mr. Gu were shocked by the news that Gu Dashu was missing at the border, and the two elders decided to go to Tong Huaqiong to ask about the situation.

Since the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, merchants throughout Ningcheng who were on good terms with Tong Huaqiong began to exchange New Year gifts. In addition to being busy with business, Tong Huaqiong was directing the maids and old women to prepare return gifts.

She had just arranged for someone to deliver a holiday gift to County Magistrate Liu's mother and was sitting in the house drinking tea when Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu stepped into the yard.

Chen Sufen invited the two of them into the upper room.

The charcoal fire in the house was burning brightly.

The warmth from the incense made the two old people feel indescribably comfortable all over, but at the same time they felt uncomfortable. Why could the eldest son's wife enjoy it but they couldn't?

Tong Huaqiong did give them charcoal, cotton clothes, and food according to the retirement standards agreed upon by the clan, but these could only ensure that they would not starve or freeze to death, and it was impossible for them to enjoy a good life.

Ever since Wu Na took away the charcoal fire, the upper room of the old house has been as cold as an ice cave.

The two old people felt unhappy when they saw Tong Huaqiong sitting on the chaise longue dressed up and not getting up to greet them.

The two of them sat opposite Tong Huaqiong, and Grandpa Gu pulled Grandma Gu. He was afraid that Grandma Gu would lose her composure and offend her eldest daughter-in-law again. He also wanted to use the opportunity of caring about Gu Dashu to repair his relationship with the eldest wife.

"I heard from people outside that Dashu was missing at the border, so I came to ask about the situation in a hurry." said Grandpa Gu.

Old Mrs. Gu began to wipe her tears.

If you don’t know, you might think she is worried about Gu Dashu.

It was impossible to say that she was not worried. When Old Mrs. Gu wiped her tears, she felt more aggrieved. She felt aggrieved that Tong Huaqiong had ignored their feelings and made them suffer in the old house.

"You believe the bullshit out there?" Tong Huaqiong said bluntly, "Isn't it normal for Dashu to go to the border to do business for more than a year and not come back? Didn't my second brother also stay in the south for many years and not come back? Whoever spread this rumor, not only did you not slap him in the face, but you also cursed him together."

Tong Huaqiong has nothing to say about her parents-in-law.

There was no news from the caravan at the border, and she was already anxious, and now Old Lady and Old Man Gu came to cause trouble.

And do Grandma Gu and Grandpa Gu feel sorry for their grandson?

I guess I'm here to show my presence.

Sure enough, Old Mrs. Gu spoke with resentment.

"How can you be so cruel as a mother? You let him go to the border even though you knew there was a war going on. I think you have no good intentions and you let him die on purpose." Old Mrs. Gu had nothing good to say.

Tong Huaqiong laughed out of anger after hearing this, and said, "Let's not talk about Dashu being fine, but you keep saying he's dead. What's the matter? Did you live this long by cursing your descendants? Why is it so funny to say you have good intentions? I think you have something wrong, so you treat everyone the same. How did your eldest son die? It was because you, as a mother, favored the second son since he was young, and made the eldest son work so hard to support your family, and finally he died of exhaustion. You are the first one who has bad intentions, and no one is second."

Isn’t it just moral pressure?

Who doesn't know how to do that?

Her son hasn't died yet, but the grass on the grave of Mrs. Gu's eldest son has grown very tall.

"you......"

Old Mrs. Gu was greatly upset.