Lin Qingge's thunderous rage startled Chu Nanfeng, and made him feel that he might really be mentally ill.
otherwise……
Why did he pretend to be unconscious and couldn't retaliate when his wife pointed at him and scolded him.
Taking a deep breath, he glanced at Lin Qingge in the grave with an empty coffin on the ground, and suppressed all the words of comfort he wanted to say.
"In the middle of the night, you went to the cemetery and dug your mother's grave. Do you think you are normal?"
Lin Qingge, who recovered from the initial panic, also discovered the problem.
She was digging her own mother's grave in the middle of the night. If word spread about it, there would be no happy outcome.
"Mr. Jiu, what a coincidence." Lin Qingge immediately put on a smile on his face, raised his head and said, "I couldn't sleep at night, so I came here to pay homage to my mother. Are you coming here too to see your relatives?"
"The way you worship your mother is really special." Mr. Jiu knelt down and picked up a coffin nail, keeping eye level with her. "I have traveled to quite a few places, and I have never heard of such worship. Method. I don’t know, what is your method of worship?”
Lin Qingge suddenly felt that the coffin nails in his hand did not come out of the coffin board, but were pulled out of her brain, otherwise how could she say such heartless words.
Worship, whose way of worship is to dig graves?
She took a deep breath and was just about to think about how to keep Mr. Jiu secretive when she realized something was wrong.
Mr. Jiu looked at Lin Qingge, who suddenly stopped talking and stared straight at him, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is there something on my face?"
"Yes, four big words, bad intentions!"
Lin Qingge snorted coldly, changed his panic just now, put his hands on the ground, and jumped out of the grave pit.
Mr. Jiu stood up following her movements and waved his hand. His slightly frowned brow showed his disgust at the dust floating in the air.
"Me? With bad intentions?"
"Isn't it?" She inserted the shovel into the ground. "Who is a good person who runs to the countryside in the middle of the night? We Ming people don't tell secrets. What are you doing out there? Can you tell me?"
"I'm afraid the person who can't talk about it now is you, right? Not to mention how grandma knows about this matter, if the Lin family finds out, they will definitely label you as 'unfilial'."
The Zhou Dynasty emphasized filial piety.
Even if the concubine's status is not high, public opinion cannot accept that the biological mother's tomb is dug up.
Don't say that she is just a modern person who came through the soul. Even if she is a god who descended to earth, there is no way to clean her up!
She licked her lips and suddenly realized that she had really dug a hole, jumped into it, and buried herself tightly.
Even if Mr. Jiu had ulterior motives and followed her to the cemetery, he did not force her to dig the grave after all.
Lin Qingge kicked the shovel in front of him with some annoyance, and his tone was also full of displeasure: "Tell me, what is your purpose. But make it clear, I will never do anything that violates the bottom line of morality."
"Purpose?"
"No? Could it be that you ran out in the middle of the night just for a walk? And then you happened to meet me at the cemetery?"
It wasn't that she was being arrogant on purpose, but that she really asked the question from the bottom of her heart, but it didn't feel like she was speaking properly.
Mr. Jiu looked down at her. The moonlight shone on her face that was stained with dust, but it still did not damage her beauty. Instead, it added a bit of wild beauty.
She has never been a flower in the greenhouse, but a green bamboo standing proudly in the wind and snow.
"Fill in the soil first, otherwise we won't be able to tell until dawn." He jumped down into the pit, closed the coffin lid naturally, and picked up the shovel to fill in the soil.
The movements were natural and smooth, as if he was here to do just that.
Lin Qingge stood nearby, like a bystander.
She suddenly discovered that he seemed to be helping her deal with the aftermath ever since he appeared.
It's really reassuring to have such a person by your side.
As the tomb was restored, her emotions seemed to be effectively soothed and she calmed down completely.
"You have investigated me, right? Then have you investigated my mother's life experience? What kind of person is she?" She looked at him with bright eyes, full of expectation, but it was like a spear piercing her heart. .
How helpless did she have to be to ask someone she didn't trust about her mother?
He tilted his head and looked down at the short tomb. His voice was hoarse: "I think your mother must be inextricably related to the Su family."
After seeing the reactions of everyone in the Su family, she had basically made a decision on this matter.
It's just that there is no DNA testing in this era, so it is difficult to get tangible evidence.
"Mr. Jiu, please don't talk about things like this that have no real evidence. Otherwise, if others hear this, they will easily think that I want to follow a dragon and a phoenix." Lin Qingge shrugged slightly, with a look of indifference in his eyes.
Su Nuannuan left the Su family, perhaps because she had a hidden agenda.
But to be able to force his own son to run away from home, create a world on his own and still be scolded, it’s strange that there are no geniuses in the Su family!
It's okay to have a troublesome family like the Lin family that she can't get rid of. But if there's the Su family, she'll get a headache just thinking about it.
Mr. Jiu looked at her frown and said, "The Su family will also investigate. With Yunting's ability, it will be a matter of time before we find out."
"Then find out. I have more important things to do now."
"Um?"
"No matter what reason my mother died, why was her body not buried? There were no traces in the coffin. Let alone the body being buried, I'm afraid the body had never been lying in the coffin at all."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"There is no body of my mother in the coffin, so naturally I have to ask the person who buried her here."
She narrowed her eyes as she spoke, and Lin Shuquan's bookish face flashed in her mind.
It's no wonder that Mrs. Lin insisted on marrying him back then, even forcing the original owner's biological mother to become a concubine.
Although he is already forty years old, he is still handsome and worthy of the title of Tan Hua Lang.
But is the original owner’s biological mother really a woman just for looks?
Growing up, I have been used to seeing three different handsome guys, Su Qianfeng, Su Qizheng and Su Yunting. How can I still suffer because of one face?
Lin Qingge felt that there must be something hidden in this.
She was calculating, and her head slowly turned to fall on Mr. Jiu.
Being stared at by her, he suddenly felt very uneasy and even instinctively took a step back.
"What's your reaction? I'm not a scumbag."
As she said this, the smile on her face became more conspiratorial.
Mr. Jiu suddenly felt that she was not wearing a veil to cover the birthmark on her face, but because she was worried that others would discover her plan!
If not, how could he have thought she was reserved and polite before?
Before the thoughts he had been infected by her ended, she once again made him understand what it meant to be shocking.
