Aunt Sun listened to Wang Xiujing's complaints, and only felt that her mouth was full of indescribable bitterness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As an aunt, she did everything she could do for Wang Xiujing yesterday, but she couldn't do it for Wang Xiujing, she couldn't do it anyway because she was cowardly and adulterous.

Wang Xiujing is already twelve years old, and he has reached the age when he should discuss his relatives, why is he still so ignorant?

Although she complained in her heart, Aunt Sun was reluctant to say a slightly heavier word to Wang Xiujing, and only gently comforted Wang Xiujing and let her emotions slowly calm down.

After a while, Wang Xiujing's mood finally stabilized a little, and Aunt Sun asked her to bring hot water to clean Wang Xiujing's face in person, and cleaned up a little, so that Wang Xiujing didn't look so embarrassed, and then said softly: "Aunt still has some things to do, so I can't accompany you back." The second lady will follow the maid back to the house to rest fasting, and come over on time at the beginning of tomorrow. ”

Aunt Sun was arranged by Wang Yizong to guard the spirit of the Lin family, and it stands to reason that only some servants need to be sent to guard the night of the night, but Wang Yizong hated Wang Xiujing for assassinating the child in Shen's belly, since Aunt Sun wanted to suffer for Wang Xiujing, then accept it thoroughly, so let Aunt Sun take someone to guard the mourning hall.

These Wang Xiujing naturally didn't know, and Wang Xiujing was indeed tired and tired at the end of the day, where did she still have the heart to care about what Aunt Sun had to do on this big night, so she was only helped back to the house by Mama and Yahuan to wash and rest with fasting.

The second lady had already gone back to the house, and she had eaten some fasting and rested without even taking a shower. The second young master advanced to the third lady's house in half an hour, and drove all the people who were waiting out of the house, I don't know what to say in the house, and I haven't come out yet.

The slave didn't dare to get too close, and she couldn't hear the sound of the conversation in the room, but she could hear the cry of the third lady and the sound of the porcelain breaking. Wang Xiuying sat on the bed with her hair scattered and listened to Dong'er's words in pieces, her brows furrowed slightly.

The Lin family's funeral, now only the people in the second room of the Changning Bo Mansion have come first, of course, the Shen family is too heavy, so it is naturally impossible to come.

The other rooms will not come to Zhuangzi until the day of the funeral, and they are in Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing, so they are particularly deserted.

It is very natural for Wang Xiuting to be unhappy, I just hope that Wang Ziming is a clear person who can suppress Wang Xiuting, otherwise there will be trouble, and no one's face will look good.

Besides, now that the Lin family has passed away, in everyone's eyes, the Shen family has become the natural head of the second room.

If Wang Xiuting makes a fuss, others may say that Wang Xiuting is not, but more cashback will pile up on Shen's head, even if Shen stays in the house to give birth.

Wang Xiuying doesn't want this situation to happen, if Wang Xiuting must make trouble, Wang Xiuying said that she will definitely try to make her fall badly, even if she suffers some grievances because of this!

"The second young master is a clear one, he will not let the third young lady make trouble, young lady and relax, everything is not there a master." Mother Yang looked at Wang Xiuying's worried little appearance and persuaded distressedly.

"Well, I hope so. By the way, did my brother sleep? I may have been a little frightened today, but my mother was more vigilant at night and helped me watch some of the movements in my brother's house. Wang Xiuying didn't want to be bothered by what didn't happen, so she lay down on her back, a little worried about Wang Ziwei, and repeatedly told Mother Yang to keep an eye on the movements of Wang Ziwei's house.

Wang Ziwei's nurse, Wang Xiuying didn't like it very much, and always felt that the nurse had some kinship with Mama Yuan beside the Shen family, and she was not patient enough with Wang Ziwei and not careful enough to take care of Wang Ziwei.

Although Wang Ziwei is bolder than Wang Zixiao, but he is less than two years old, according to Shen's meaning, he originally disagreed with Wang Yizong to bring Wang Ziwei to Zhuangzi, but in the end he couldn't resist Wang Yizong, so he had to let Wang Ziwei also come to Zhuangzi.

When they arrived in Zhuangzi, all the children, regardless of size, were arranged to come to the mourning hall, one was to guard the spirit of the Lin family, and the other was to thank the people who came to mourn the spirit in front of the spirit, so whether it was the timid Wang Zixiao or the young Wang Ziwei were arranged in the mourning hall.

Fortunately, Wang Zixiao had Wang Ziming there to take care of him, so he didn't let Wang Zixiao be frightened.

Originally, Wang Ziwei had Wang Xiuying to take care of him, he knelt when he should kneel, and he could also howl when he should cry, but after Wang Xiuting entered the mourning hall, the atmosphere of the mourning hall completely changed.

The kick that Wang Xiuting kicked at Wang Xiujing after being incensed, not to mention the young Wang Ziwei, even Wang Xiuying, who had lived two more lives, couldn't help but be frightened.

Fortunately, Wang Yizong came in time, otherwise I really don't know if Wang Xiuting would have kicked against her sister and brother next.

In the middle of the night, Wang Ziwei was really frightened and a little feverish, and after crying for a while, Mother Yang didn't hear the sound of the nurse getting up and coaxing, knowing that the nurse must have woken up, so she hurriedly said hello to Qiu'er and went to Wang Ziwei's house.

Although Mother Yang's footsteps were very light, Wang Xiuying was already pretending to be in her heart, and Wang Ziwei's crying was getting louder and louder, so before Mother Yang left Wang Xiuying's house, Wang Xiuying woke up.

"Mom, go and coax some younger brothers first, I'll be right away." Wang Xiuying got up from the bed as she spoke.

Mother Yang didn't want to wake up Wang Xiuying, but when she saw that Wang Xiuying had already gotten up, she didn't want to persuade her again, so she only asked Qiu'er to wait carefully for Wang Xiuying and let her dress warmer, so she hurried to Wang Ziwei's house.

Wang Ziwei's house is in a courtyard of Wang Xiuying, and when Mother Yang came out of the house, she heard Wang Ziwei's impatient voice: "Oh, my little ancestor, can you stop crying, crying in the middle of the night?" Still don't let people rest? ”

Although the nurse's voice was not loud, it made Yang's mother hear it clearly in this silent night.

Although Mother Yang knew that Wang Ziwei, the nurse, was not a patient person, she didn't expect her to take the Seventh Young Master like this, and her face couldn't help but sink, but she saved herself from being a slave and maid, and the nurse was related to Mama Yuan, so although she was very angry in her heart, she didn't open her mouth and scolded, but only knocked lightly on the door.

The voice of the nurse in the house stopped abruptly, only Wang Ziwei had a weak cry, and only after a while did he hear the nurse ask, "Who?" ”

At this time, Wang Xiuying, who was anxious, had been led by Qiu'er to Wang Ziwei's door.

Wang Xiuying motioned to Mother Yang to answer: "It's me, is the Seventh Young Master uncomfortable?" ”

When the nurse in the house heard that it was Mother Yang's voice, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Mother Yang outside the house while picking up Wang Ziwei and coaxing softly: "The young master is very good, just getting up at night." ”

Mother Yang is Wang Xiuying's nurse, Wang Xiuying's love for Wang Ziwei is obvious to all, Mother Yang must have been explained by Wang Xiuying here, Wang Ziwei's nurse is still a little jealous of Wang Xiuying in her heart, so she didn't dare to show the slightest impatience in her tone.