Su Hanchu looked at Wan'er's little child, her eyes already swollen from crying, and now she was sobbing in a suppressed voice for fear of disturbing others.
The anger in my heart was even worse. This Fang family's big house was indeed not a good thing.
"Master Fang, you know best what I'm talking about..."
Jun Moye, who caught up, suddenly spoke.
"Chuchu, go in first, it's too cold outside."
Only then did Su Hanchu come to his senses. He was really angry and lost his sense of control. He almost exposed the Fang family's secret. If he exposed it now, he would probably alert others.
"Since Hu Juan is the concubine of the Fang family, why does the Fang family ignore their mother and son? Wan'er was sick several times and almost died of it. Where are the Fang family members? Where is her father? She was born but not raised. , what kind of beast did this?"
Master Fang was relieved when he heard this. It turned out that he was just fighting for the injustice of that dead girl.
"Mrs. Jun, isn't everyone as capable as you? Are there not many people in our Fang family who have died of cold and starvation all the way? There is really no way. After all, what should we do when the house is ransacked? Nothing of value was left behind.”
Su Hanchu gave him a cold look.
Just as she was about to say something, Jun Moye reached out and patted her.
"Take Wan'er in, I'll handle it."
Then he opened his eyes and nodded to Jun Moye, then hugged Wan'er and left.
Jun Moye raised his hands to Mr. Fang.
"Master Fang."
After all, he was the former eldest son of the Prince of Qin. Fang Bailin hurriedly returned the gift.
"Young Master Jun has offended me. If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
Jun Moye said after hearing this.
"With the help of the second room of the Fang family and the Jiang family, we searched all over the woods and finally found Hu Juan. Maybe the torch was accidentally extinguished and fell on a rock, causing a lot of blood. When we found her, The person has no breath."
Fang Bailin felt completely relieved after hearing this, and sighed.
"Hey, many people died along the way. I don't know how long it will take to reach the northwest. I just feel sorry for the child Wan'er."
Jun Moye glanced at Fang Bolin.
"Mr. Fang, we helped bring Hu Juan back. After all, she is also your Fang family's concubine. You can see if you are willing to take her back during the holiday. Find a way to give her some clothes and a straw mat to bury her. If you are not willing, , She has been following the Jun family these days, and my wife is kind-hearted, so it is impossible for her to be thrown into the wilderness."
Naturally, Fang Bolin couldn't go to the trouble of burying a concubine.
"Since the young lady is kind-hearted, Hu Juan has been helping the Jun family these days and can be regarded as a slave of the Jun family. Let's leave it to the Jun family to handle it."
Suddenly a voice sounded.
"Uncle, no matter what, Mrs. Hu is my concubine, and our Fang family should bury her."
Fang Bailin looked at Fang Zhiqi who came back with Hu Juan's body. Isn't this his nephew who doesn't talk much? How dare you talk to yourself like this today.
"Fang Zhiqi, if your third bedroom wants to bury this concubine, that is your third bedroom's business. Many people died along the way. Aren't they all dumped in the woods?"
Fang Zhiqi looked at Hu Juan with blood on his face and felt filled with guilt. His father was originally the concubine of the Fang family and his status was humble. He was the son of his father and a maid, so his status was even more humble.
Although his wife came from a small family, she had a fierce personality. During her exile, she was not allowed to take care of her concubines. When the house was ransacked, she didn't have time to get anything out.
His biological mother was a maid, and there was no maternal grandfather to send money. He had to rely on his wife's money to survive. He couldn't control Hu Juan. Fortunately, Hu Juan was smart and took Wan'er to follow the Jun family. Both mother and daughter got through it, too.
Seeing that he was about to arrive in the northwest, he had already made up his mind. When he arrived in the northwest, he would talk to his wife, bring Hu Juan and his daughter back, and go to work to earn money to repay the kindness of the Jun family. But why was she gone? ?
"Uncle, this is indeed a matter for our third wife, so should I, the husband, have the final say on Hu Juan's whereabouts?"
Fang Bailin snorted coldly when he heard this.
"It's up to you, the third bedroom."
Then he turned around and left, turning around just to make sure Hu Juan was dead.
Jun Moye called You Chatou to confirm Hu Juan's death.
You Chatou took out a name book and crossed out Hu Juan's name, recording his death from the fall. He looked at the people following the Jun family holding a lot of wood.
"Looking at the situation of your Jun family, are you planning to bury her?"
Jun Moye spoke helplessly after hearing this.
"Wan'er is a poor child. My wife can't let a child watch his mother dumping her body in the wilderness. The body will not be carried in. But whether we bury it depends on the Fang family's wishes, especially if we bury it. You also know, sir, that this is the concubine of the Fang family."
Fang Zhiqi was about to reveal himself for burial.
Suddenly a voice sounded.
"Fang Zhiqi, if you insist on burying this bitch, then don't come back. You have eaten and drank from me all the way, and now you have to bury a bitch. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
Fang Zhiqi looked at his angry wife Shen Mei and spoke to her with a serious face for the first time.
"Shen Mei, I know you don't want to see Hu Juan, but no matter what, she has been serving me since she was a child. You should save some face for me and let me bury her. You don't have to help, but don't make trouble. Ok?"
Shen Mei became even more angry when she heard this.
"Fang Zhiqi, you are still going to challenge me, right? Don't think that I don't know. You secretly used my money to give that little bitch medicine. It was given to me by my mother-in-law, and you actually stole it. Give medicine to the bitch’s child.”
Fang Zhiqi heard her talk like a bitch and couldn't listen to her anymore.
"That's enough, Shen Mei, you are my wife and Wan'er is my child. I call you my aunt, mother. Why are you so cruel?"
Shen Mei saw that he actually yelled at her, and she became even more angry when she thought that he had always been thinking about that bitch Hu Juan in his heart all these years, and she was also implicated in being exiled by him.
"Fang Zhiqi, how dare you yell at me? Sure enough, you only have that bitch in your heart..."
You Chatou frowned displeased at the noisy scene.
"That's enough, everyone, shut up. Everyone has dispersed. It's so noisy."
No matter how aggressive Shen Mei was, she still glanced at Fang Zhiqi in a forced manner.
"Are you leaving?"
