In this house, no one will directly tell you not to care about this matter, what you want is that you have a seven-trick exquisite heart, and you need to know when to take care of it and when not to take care of it.

Looking at the figure of Qian Ma dragging the maid staggering into the distance, listening to the sobbing sound from time to time, Yang Chun closed his eyes slightly, pretended not to know about it, and turned around and walked towards his room.

As soon as the front foot stepped into the door, there was a sound of rain on the back foot, Yang Chun tightly retracted the other foot, glanced down at the hem of his skirt, and found that there was no mud splashed on it, then he raised his head to look outside the house.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and listening to the hypnotic sound of rain, Yang Chun also felt that it was time to rest after a clear day.

Sensing Yang Chun's tiredness, Xiao He, who was guarding the side, hurriedly took out the soothing incense that had been prepared, sprinkled a little in the incense burner, the familiar fragrance permeated the room, and Yang Chun fell asleep after a while.

The sound of rain outside the window pounded the ground wantonly, washing away the traces left behind, and also masking some voices that did not want to be known.

The next morning, the long-term biological clock woke up Yang Chun, she didn't hesitate to get up, Xiaohe, who had been guarding outside the door all night, heard the sound from the house, knocked on the door neatly, and only after getting permission did she come in with cloth towels and other cleaning utensils.

"It was a little unquiet last night, did Miss sleep well?" Xiaohe put the cloth towel on both hands, and saw Yang Chun wiping his face with the cloth towel, and asked cautiously.

"Shang Ke, what happened?" Listening to Xiaohe's words, Yang Chun was suspicious, he slept too peacefully last night, and he didn't notice anything unpeaceful.

"Aunt Xue died last night, and the news came this morning, it's gone. Listening to Yang Chun's question, Xiaohe took the cloth towel from Yang Chun's hand, and then said slowly.

After listening to what Xiaohe said, Yang Chun's body stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal, she was served by the maid and dressed, and said in an unclear tone: "Let's go out and have a look." The voice was so low that it was impossible to guess what she was thinking, so Xiaohe answered and followed with her head down.

Yesterday's rain seemed to be a precursor, reflecting the desolation of this house today, and the flowers that used to compete in the garden are like frost beating eggplants, hanging their proud heads, and even scattering on the ground, only to be mixed with the soil, and turned to fertilizer for other flowers.

A few small servants walked over to him, and a few people carried something, approaching him head-on, and Yang Chun suddenly knew that this might be Aunt Xue's body.

A few of the little guys wanted to avoid the young lady, but there was only one way to go, and for fear of colliding with the young lady, several people quickly knelt down and put the things they were carrying on the ground.

"Why don't you settle down?" Looking at the simple shelf covered with only a layer of white cloth, Yang Chun finally felt a little unbearable in his heart, looking at the frightened appearance of these subordinates, it was not his own decision, Yang Chun asked out loud.

A bold guy kneeling on the ground glanced up at Yang Chun, and after finding that Yang Chun's face was not gloomy, he replied, "Miss Hui, it was Mrs. who asked her to carry her out." ”

As soon as the little guy's words fell, Yang Chun didn't say anything more, waved his hand at the few little guys who were still kneeling, and continued to walk in the direction of the ancestral hall.

The closer you get to the ancestral hall, the more clearly you can hear the whimpering cry from over there, thinking that it has been sleepless all night, and there is no strength this morning, looking at Yang Qing who is kneeling in the ancestral hall not far away, wearing linen and wearing filial piety, after all, he has lost his loved ones, Yang Chun is somewhat stunned in his heart, but Yang Qing's next action broke Yang Chun's thoughts.

As soon as Yang Chun stepped into the ancestral hall with one foot, he felt that the person who was crying just now quickly stood up from the ground as if he had caught something, and then rushed towards him as if he was going to die.

"Yang Chun! It's all because of you!, you killed Aunt Xue!" Yang Qing shouted in his mouth, as if looking at someone who had a deep blood enmity with him, and pounced desperately.

Looking at Yang Qing who seemed to be flying over, the sorrow in Yang Chun's heart finally disappeared, she looked at Yang Qing expressionlessly, as if looking at an ant that had nothing to do with herself, how could she really let Yang Qing catch herself, and only took a step back.

Sure enough, as Yang Chun expected, Mrs. Yang frowned slightly when she saw Yang Qing's crazy appearance, looked at Qian Ma who was standing next to her, and sure enough, she saw that this person was asking for her appearance, and Mrs. Yang gently made a color, which was enough for Qian Ma to know what she meant.

After receiving Madame's order, Qian Ma immediately stepped forward, vigorously restrained Yang Qing who looked like crazy with her arms, and restrained the person fiercely, only then did she stretch out a hand and cover Yang Qing's mouth fiercely, so that he couldn't make a sound.

Even if it is such a rough approach, she can't get a trace of mercy in Yang Chun's heart now, and when to do what to do, Aunt Xue herself doesn't understand, and she didn't teach this person.

Looking at Yang Chun, who suddenly came to the ancestral hall early in the morning, Mrs. Yang glanced at Yang Qing, who was subdued next to her, walked quickly in front of Yang Chun, took Yang Chun's white and tender hand, and asked in a gentle tone: "Why did Chun'er come here early in the morning, didn't it be that it was not very quiet last night, which disturbed you?"

Lowered her eyes and looked at Mrs. Yang holding her hand, and when Yang Chun raised her head again, she had already changed into a smile, but it was just a faint smile, she did not answer, but slowly shook her head, indicating that she was not disturbed.

Seeing Yang Chun's appearance, Mrs. Yang put down the hand holding her, and then said unhurriedly: "That's the case, Chun'er will go back first, there are some things in this ancestral hall today, Chun'er can come to worship another day." ”

After listening to Mrs. Yang's words, Yang Chun nodded slightly, and after saluting Mrs. Yang, he turned around and left the ancestral hall.

Yang Chun sat on the stool in front of the window, looked in the direction of the ancestral hall through the window, and at the same time silently thought in his heart: "Mrs. Yang treats me very well, but she is the eldest lady of the Yang Mansion after all, how can she survive without some means." ”

Yang Chun, who was in a complicated mood, simply cleaned himself up, and left the house alone without any attendants.

She walked on the road alone, and didn't notice that someone was walking towards her, the person seemed to be in a hurry, the two of them didn't want to bump together, Yang Chun rubbed his arm that was a little painful, and saw the figure chasing from behind, and before Yang Chun could react, he was pulled into the alley next to him by the person who had just hit him.