When Qin Wanwan saw Qin Xiangxiang, a trace of surprise flashed across her face without any makeup, but her face still looked like a hibiscus: "It's you." Qin Wanwan didn't call Qin Xiangxiang "sister." She has been older than Qin since she was a child. Xiangxiang is beautiful and studies better than Qin Xiangxiang. To her, Qin Xiangxiang is worse than the maids around her.
Qin Xiangxiang didn't care and just asked her: "Are you okay?"
Qin Wanwan remained motionless: "How can you be considered good if you are locked up here?"
Qin Wanwan was really calm. If someone else had been locked up for a few days, she would have to cry a few times before asking her family to rescue her. But she didn't. Not only did she not, she also asked Qin Xiangxiang: "You must have expended a lot of effort to get in here. You won't need to come here in the future, and you won't be able to control it."
Qin Xiangxiang observed Qin Wanwan carefully and saw that her expression seemed to be firm, so she couldn't help but said slowly: "You are not going to go with that person, are you?"
If Qin Wanwan knew that Song Mingjie was dead and the two of them were deeply in love, it would be normal for Qin Wanwan to want to follow Song Mingjie to death.
Qin Wanwan said nothing, only lowered her head slightly, not looking at Qin Xiangxiang. She had no idea of communicating with this unloved and unknown sister.
Qin Xiangxiang continued: "When my father left Beijing, he didn't leave much money for me. Now the Zhou family has divorced, Si Ping has been seriously injured, and the Qin family's house has been mortgaged. I have no money and almost lost my life." I can’t even support you, let alone you, even I don’t know where to go.”
When it was mentioned that Si Ping was seriously injured, the calmness on Qin Wanwan's face was finally broken. She asked eagerly: "How is Siping doing now?"
Qin Xiangxiang downplayed: "I'm unconscious. But even after I wake up, I can't speak or lift my hands."
Qin Wanwan suddenly understood: "She, did she go to that house..."
Her calm expression finally changed greatly: "No, no, you are lying to me! His family would not treat Si Ping like this!"
Qin Xiangxiang looked at her quietly.
Qin Wanwan felt that she was out of control and quickly calmed down: "It seems that you know a lot of things, which is beyond my expectation."
Qin Xiangxiang asked her: "What happened to the Qin family's money?"
Qin Wanwan looked at her deeply, with a trace of pain on her face: "You probably know that that family is difficult to deal with. We might as well just spend money to eliminate disasters."
After saying that, she turned her head away: "I don't want to talk to you anymore, please go."
Qin Wanwan is really stubborn.
Qin Xiangxiang didn't force it, and turned around and left before the female jailer drove her away.
After getting into Mrs. Zhou's carriage, Mrs. Zhou forced a kind smile: "You sisters must be very excited to meet each other. Why don't you stay longer?"
Qin Wanwan was still sitting politely: "Mrs. Zhou should know that our sisters have always been at odds." Qin Wanwan was so favored by the Zhong family. If she and Qin Wanwan were deeply in love with each other, how could she be proposed to marry by the Zhong family? The Zhou family’s sick young child?
Mrs. Zhou smiled coquettishly and said no more. But I was thinking to myself, this Mrs. Qin really dares to speak. No wonder Mrs. Zhong doesn't like her.
However, Qin Xiangxiang will soon be the ghost of the Zhou family, and her relationship with the Qin family will end there.
One thousand guan is a large amount of money, but it also depends on whether Qin Xiangxiang has a life flower.
There was no words all the way, and the carriage quickly arrived at Zhou's house.
Qin Xiangxiang was led into Zhou's front yard by Guo's mother. As soon as she entered Zhou's house, Guo's mother's waist suddenly straightened. She said to Qin Xiangxiang: "Mrs. Qin, this mage has said that you must be able to keep the mourning for the great man. You must kneel in the mourning hall sincerely for three days. You can only eat cold food during these three days, and you are not allowed to see outsiders."
Out of nowhere, a timid little maid with a double bun appeared, holding a small red lacquer plate with a set of mourning clothes on it.
"Okay." Qin Xiangxiang agreed.
Qin Xiangxiang was so cooperative that Guo's mother was a little worried.
The little maid led Qin Xiangxiang to change clothes. She stared at Qin Xiangxiang's back closely. Qin Xiangxiang suddenly turned back and looked at her doubtfully: "Mother Guo, do you have any other instructions?"
Mother Guo quickly shook her head: "No, no."
The little maid led Qin Xiangxiang into a room. Qin Xiangxiang asked, "What's your name?"
The little maid took a few steps back in fear, covered her mouth and shook her head.
Qin Xiangxiang picked up his clothes and said, "Did the Zhou family tell you not to talk to me?"
The little maid nodded quickly.
Qin Xiangxiang sighed softly and started to put on the clothes: "If the Zhou family hadn't broken off the engagement with me, I would still be the legitimate second grandmother of the Zhou family in two days."
The little maid was further away from her, but she pointed at her mouth and motioned to Qin Xiangxiang to wipe off the lipstick on her lips.
Qin Xiangxiang also wiped it out.
When they got out of the room, Mother Guo was standing guard outside, looking at the little maid with a straight face.
Qin Xiangxiang said: "Don't worry, Mother Guo, she didn't tell me anything."
The little maid glanced at Qin Xiangxiang gratefully.
Mother Guo personally led Qin Xiang to the mourning hall. Although the betrothal gifts given regularly by the Zhou family were mediocre, once Zhou Xu died, the Zhou family was still willing to spend money. Not to mention that the coffin was made of fine wood, but the cows, horses and attendants all wrapped in paper were lifelike, with angry eyes, which was still scary.
Mother Guo pointed to the futon on the ground: "Mrs. Qin, please."
Qin Xiangxiang glanced around: "Mother Guo, the spring night is cold. Is there a charcoal basin at night?"
"Ms. Qin, you can't warm yourself by the fire in this vigil." Mother Guo suddenly said, "I have forgotten that when Mrs. Qin's mother died, Mrs. Qin was still young, so she can't remember the situation at that time. It's understandable. "
Qin didn't feel angry even after thinking about it. He knelt down and recited respectfully in his heart: "For the sake of a thousand guan, I can bear it."
Mother Guo watched with satisfaction as Qin Xiangxiang knelt obediently and thought to herself that it was reckless to pay those gangsters to catch her last time. It was Mrs. Man's clever plan that lured Qin Xiangxiang in.
She signaled the little maid to keep a close eye on Qin Xiangxiang, and when she came out of the mourning hall, she asked several strong women to keep a tight watch before going to Mrs. Zhou's yard to return to her life.
Mrs. Zhou is staying with her daughter Zhou Man at this time.
Zhou Man's face was not good. She usually covered it up with thick powder and lipstick. Now that her brother was dead, she still applied powder and didn't spit out the lipstick, which made her face look even more terrifying.
The maid brought her a bowl of medicine. She had another miscarriage last month, and the doctor said the medicine couldn't be stopped, so when she returned to her parents' home, Zhou Man had to continue taking the medicine.
Zhou Man took the medicine, stuffed another candy in his mouth, and complained, "I've had enough of this medicine."
Guo's mother walked in at this moment: "Madam, everything is settled."
Zhou Man held the candy in his mouth, feeling the sweetness in his mouth: "Mom, let's send her on her way tonight."
Mrs. Zhou said: "But Master said, it is best to do it the day after tomorrow."
"Mom, aren't you afraid of the long nights and dreams? My daughter heard before that she was able to escape from the gangsters. Maybe she has some abilities."
Mrs. Zhou actually hoped that Qin Xiangxiang would go down to accompany her son immediately, and immediately agreed to her daughter's suggestion: "Listen to Man'er."
Zhou Man then told Guo's mother: "Put more yao in the food that will be given to her later."
Mother Guo took the order and left: "Yes."
Mrs. Zhou said: "After your brother is buried, mother will accompany you to Baoxiang Temple to stay for a while, donate some sesame oil money, and give porridge for a few days, so that you can accumulate virtue for you and give birth to Lin'er as soon as possible."
