240 deathknell
"You dare!" Old Mrs. Jiang raised her voice and wanted to call Jiang Yuqian from the small kitchen next door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
At this time, she faintly regretted that she shouldn't have driven the old family far away, leaving only a powerless Jiang Yuqian by her side.
Where did the girl go, she can't come back yet, and she was taken advantage of by this rebellious brute!
"Grandmother is going to recruit someone?" Yuxuan asked, raising the medicine bag in her hand again.
Mrs. Jiang smiled: "You have that little weight, and you can't poison me." It's a big deal that I'm going to be uncomfortable for a while! ā
Yuxuan didn't follow her words, and only asked: "You killed the eldest sister's mother, and instigated her to hate my mother, grandmother, do you sleep well at night?" ā
"Why can't you sleep? I'm all for this Jiang family to go further! I'm not wrong! I carefully raised Sister Qian and Brother Wei, even if she fulfilled her wish for the Wang family, what did she hate! And your mother, Jiaorou is a hypocrisy, she really thinks that she is the daughter of the elder of the pavilion, and the people of our Jiang family have to let her? I don't! Since you have a good heart, why don't you take out the dowry to honor me and repay the debt to my uncle? Phew! ā
Old Mrs. Jiang seemed to be going crazy, and scolded at the top of her voice: "Sister Qian, after living in Beijing for a few days, she changed her mind, and she is as childish as her mother, and she knows that she is hiding it from me, and she doesn't let me know about it with her dowry!" If it weren't for Anqing's really lack of rich people, I would have sold her for a bride price! ā
The door in the middle of the room creaked, and Mrs. Jiang seemed to be waiting for help, shouting, "Come and save me!" Jiang Yuxuan is going to kill someone! ā
However, there was no movement outside the door, and Mrs. Jiang's call was like a joke, and there was not even a response when thrown into the lake.
Yuxuan smiled: "Grandmother's voice is still too small, the uncle's yard is far away, and grandmother is afraid that she won't be able to call anyone." ā
She stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door with a "swish", Jiang Yuqian really stood outside the door with a pale face.
Yuxuan's mood was also disturbed by Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Yuqian has a strong temperament, and she is afraid that she is unwilling to comfort her by herself.
Dye and painting greeted her, she had been staring at Jiang Yuqian since she came in, in case Jiang Yuqian didn't listen to the movement in the room quietly, she would have to take some violent measures.
Fortunately, the young lady calculated Jiang Yuqian's temper, and sure enough, as soon as she came in, she was just startled when she saw the dyeing painting, so she stood quietly at the door and listened to the movements inside.
Dyeing and painting re-tied Yuxuan's cloak, Yuxuan turned her head to look at the crumbling Jiang Yuqian, and said, "Eldest sister, did you see the five-bean porridge I boiled for my grandmother?" I don't know how to compare it with the eldest sister, that one is delicious, it all depends on the eldest sister's choice. ā
The mournful voice of the old lady Jiang came: "Sister Qian is outside!" ā
Yuxuan stopped talking, and quietly went back to her room with the dyeing painting.
Yanshu and Qingqi both knew what Miss was going to do today, and they were standing in the room waiting in a panic at the moment, but they didn't dare to find someone, for fear of holding Miss back.
As soon as Yuxuan and Dye Hua came in, Qingqi and Yanshu pounced, but they didn't know what to say, they just stared at Yuxuan.
Yuxuan sighed and said, "I'm tired, wait for me to sleep, and you guys go to bed early!" ā
Qingqi and Yanshu went to see the dyeing painting again, and the dyeing painting shook his head.
Qingqi opened his mouth worriedly: "If the eldest lady is not as young as the young lady thinks, then..."
Then where will there be a good day for the young lady tomorrow?
Yuxuan said: "There was a fuss in the daytime today, that is, tomorrow my grandmother and eldest sister will bite and say that I am going to poison her, who will believe it." I'm afraid that it will be more separated from my father and mother and son! ā
"But that porridge..."Dye Painting was also a little worried.
"What's wrong with the porridge? Can anyone prove that I did it? Who saw me boiling porridge? Even if you search, you can't find poison! ā
Yuxuan turned around and walked to the bookcase, the acacia, the northerners have never seen it, even if the doctor came to test the poison, he couldn't find out why.
Early in the morning of the second day, as soon as the sky was bright, Yuxuan had already gotten up and sat in front of the bookcase.
In other words, she didn't sleep all night, and kept sitting in front of the bookcase, copying "The Curse of the Afterlife" over and over again.
There was a lot of noise in Qingren Courtyard, and An Shi heard the crying outside, hurriedly pushed the door to the room, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?" What's wrong with the big house? ā
Jiang Yuqian slowly walked into Qing'an Courtyard from the outside, and first glanced at the west wing, Yuxuan was already standing at the door.
As soon as the two made eye contact, they turned away.
An Shi rushed out of the upper room, grabbed Jiang Yuqian and asked, "Sister Qian, why did you come from the old lady?" What's wrong with the old lady, what is the big house crying about? ā
Jiang Yuqian's eyes turned red, and she whispered, "Grandmother... The mercy is gone! ā
Yuxuan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, Jiang Yuqian couldn't get over her mother's hurdle, so she still did it.
Anyone who has been deceived for more than ten years is unbearable, not to mention Jiang Yuqian's strong, stubborn, and awkward temperament!
Should she be glad that the old lady raised Jiang Yuqian like this, it was originally a knife aimed at the An family, and suddenly it cost her grandmother's own life.
I don't know if my grandmother was ridiculous when she died.
An Shi didn't understand, and asked in surprise: "What do you mean?" ā
Yuxuan walked over, rescued Jiang Yuqian from An's hands, and said to An's: "Grandmother was already seriously ill, and yesterday I must have sensed that my father was coming, so I woke up and came to see my father." Now that I went, my wish was fulfilled, so my mother should endure her grief and take care of my father. ā
Outside the door, Jiang Shiwei stumbled in and cried, "Grandmother is dead!" My cousin told us that my grandmother was dead! Is it true? ā
Jiang Mutong in the house heard the shouts outside, and his heart hurt, but he still couldn't help but not pass out.
Yuxuan had already written about his mother's illness in the letter, and he was already prepared.
Yesterday, I saw that my mother was indeed in a heavy body and her condition was sinister, coupled with the hints in Yuxuan's words, Jiang Mutong was ready for his mother's death.
Although my heart hurts, I haven't passed out with excitement.
He let Chuncao push him out of the house, endured the pain and said to the people in the courtyard: "Prepare and prepare, change into plain clothes, and keep a vigil for the old lady!" ā
Jiang Shiwei cried and howled, followed Jiang Yuqian out of the courtyard and walked towards Qingren Courtyard.
Jiang Shiyuan also came in with the white cloth given by the big house, and asked Chuncao, Qingqi and others to quickly cut their filial piety clothes.
Suddenly, the Jiang family's compound was unprepared, so they had to hurriedly buy white cloth from the outside and let each courtyard cut it by itself.
Waiting for the change of filial piety clothes, Jiang Shiyuan pulled Yuxuan out and asked, "What's going on with Grandmother?" ā
He was really afraid that his sister would be angry for a while, and he would kill people again, killing a slave was nothing, and killing his own grandmother would be against the sky.
Yuxuan said: "My brother thinks too much, and when my grandmother is out of the funeral, my brother still helps my father think about how to divide the family!" ā