Mu Zhiyue was slightly embarrassed by the calculation in her heart, but she couldn't give up what she had to do, so she said it head-on.

"I heard the second sister talk about the situation of the sixth uncle's mansion, the sixth uncle is obsessed with court affairs, and he neglects to manage the affairs of the house, and the sixth aunt is not particularly good at these, it is inevitable that there will be slaves who do not take the words of the master's family as their own responsibility to do something against the master. ”

Mu Zhiyue lowered her eyes and didn't look at Mu Chenqian, but only changed what she wanted to say: "If the lobby brother is free, you still have to pay more attention and remind the sixth uncle to be careful, so as not to do something irreparable by some villains."

Mu Chenqian fell into a short silence, he didn't quite understand why the sixth sister said this, and after thinking about it, he felt that what she said made some sense, since he reminded him that he should take it here, and it didn't take much energy to leave and right.

"I will write down what the sixth sister said, don't think too much about these things. It's Brother Qi, I heard that you have been teaching him to read and write recently, I didn't expect you to have this patience", Mu Chenqian didn't want to discuss these things with the sixth sister and changed the topic.

Mu Zhiyue didn't know if the lobby brother would listen to her words and do her best to obey the destiny of heaven, she had already reminded her grandfather and the lobby brother respectively, if she couldn't pay attention to it, then even if she saved the Mu family this time, sooner or later it would decay because of these unexpected things.

At the same time, she also believes that the people of the Mu family are not stupid, and they will definitely not disappoint her.

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn.

Mu Zhiyue has not yet seen the results of this matter, and on the second day of the Lunar New Year after the second Spring Festival after returning from rebirth, she received the news that Cui Fu sent someone to report the funeral.

After her grandmother Cui Song was sick for three years, she finally couldn't resist driving to the west after just one year of life.

Mu Zhiyue walked all the way to Ciyan Hall with heavy footsteps and saw the person sent by her uncle.

"The old lady walked very peacefully, and she didn't suffer any pain, but she couldn't let go of the things at home when she left", the person who came explained to Mu Zhiyue again with a sad face.

Mu Zhiyue's tears flowed down all of a sudden, although her relationship with her grandmother was not so deep, but the blood and family affection were there, how could she ignore it.

After being reborn, she only saw her grandmother once, and she still remembered that she was so thin that she couldn't pinch two taels of meat when she held her hand, but she still had to tell herself to eat more and grow more meat, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at herself.

Thinking like this, Mu Zhiyue felt a pain in her heart, only her relatives were really good to her in this world, no matter what the third uncle had done, her grandmother was not wrong.

And she, in the past year and a half, has only been to see her grandmother once because of the dowry shop, which is so unfilial, and now that she is gone, she can no longer talk and hold hands with her grandmother.

It's no longer possible to have someone tell her the funny stories of her mother's childhood like she did when she was a child.

"Yue'er go back and clean up, and take Brother Qi to send one to your grandmother", Mrs. Mu also said with a sad face.

To say that the Mu family and the Cui family are just in-laws, there are not many family contacts in the past two years due to Cui's early death, but they are all from the green years, Mrs. Mu unconsciously remembered her age, and she inevitably sighed in her heart that the years were not forgiving.

Mu Zhiyue went directly to Mu Chenqi after leaving Ciyan Hall, Mu Chenqi was far less sad when she heard the news, he went to Cui's house only a handful of times since he was a child, and now he can't even remember the appearance of Mrs. Cui.

But thinking that when he went to Cui's house, he would definitely see the ruthless uncle who poisoned his nephew in order to hide his ugly things, his hands couldn't help but clench together, and his eyes were full of hatred that Mu Zhiyue had never seen before.

Mu Zhiyue persuaded Mu Chenqi while instructing Mama Hong to prepare mourning clothes, for fear that he would not be able to control his heart when he saw Third Uncle Cui.

It took a long time for Mu Chenqi's mood to ease somewhat.

He opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time and said with difficulty: "Yue'er, don't worry, I won't", his words were very short, but he had the greatest determination.

Since he wants to accumulate strength to take revenge, he will not startle the snake early when he is young.

Because it was the New Year, the Cui family set a five-day stoppage, so as soon as the sky was bright on the second day, the Mu Chenqi brothers and sisters dressed properly and rushed to Cui's house in a carriage accompanied by Chen.

Before the carriage marched into the alley where Cui's house was located, a small servant guarding the entrance of the alley entered the house and passed it simultaneously, and then the piercing suona sound sounded.

The mournful tunes hit people's hearts one after another, reflecting the two miserable white lights on the gate not far away, and even Chen's in-laws, who had nothing to do with each other, couldn't help but have red eyes.

Mu Zhiyue took the initiative to help Chen get out of the carriage, and followed Chen with Mu Chenqi left and right to walk into the alley.

Greeted by an uncle of the Cui family, who kept bringing a few people into the yard all the way, and the clever little maid came out with a filial piety hat to put on the two brothers and sisters.

The Mu family was the first to come to mourn today, and when they entered the hospital, the door opening paper had just been lit, and the blazing fire reflected the filial sons and grandsons kneeling in front of the spirit.

Mu Zhiyue's cheeks were already covered with tears, and she staggered to take Mu Chenqi's hand and knelt in front of the spirit through the sky-high flames.

The big "lay" word on the horizontal plaque is written with the four big characters of "陟屺 Xing Sadness", and there is a couplet on both sides and a golden boy and a jade girl.

The ever-bright lamp is faint, illuminating the big red coffin containing the corpse.

Cui Da stood outside the mourning shed with a mourning rod in his hand, with a stunned expression, and it was not until Mu Zhiyue got up after kneeling here that he looked at him as if he was coming back to his senses.

Mu Zhiyue thought of her deceased mother, remembered the time she saw her grandmother, her description was withered, and she could no longer control the sadness in her heart and cried bitterly.

Mu Chenqi lay motionless on the ground, no one knew if he really knew what sadness was, and no one cared.

After crying, the siblings were welcomed into the hall, and in the middle of winter, when the weather was cold, everyone except for the grandchildren who were guarding the spirits were standing or sitting in the hall.

Among the relatives of the Cui family, only the Mu family has the highest status, and as soon as the Chen family came in, they were surrounded by people, and the one who rushed to the front was Mrs. Cui San, her red and swollen eyes looked very sad, but her courteous attitude made people know that everything was just for others to see.

The Chen family only stayed until noon and returned home, leaving Mama Zhou by her side to wait here for them to go back together.

In order to avoid seeing Uncle Cui, Mu Chenqi shouted that he was sleepy when he came, and Mu Zhiyue was embarrassed and asked Mrs. Xuan for a room for him to rest.

Everyone also knows Mu Chenqi's situation, and it is already very good to be able to come, so no one has anything to say.

Mu Zhiyue followed the people of the Cui family to greet the guests who came to mourn, and was busy until the end of the day before leaving and returning home.