Chapter 3: Wen Yu
Why, she is so crazy.
Simply because of that pair of porcelain dolls.
Is it just because of the pair of porcelain dolls.
The people present looked at Aunt Da Zhou in disbelief.
Nobody understood.
The two little maids each held a lamp to illuminate the hallway, and a little light penetrated into the room.
Old Lady Shen was only late in the crowd of people, and she was also shocked by the scene in front of her.
Shen Qin Fumu held on to the threshold and shuddered.
"What are you doing!" Old Lady Shen was so angry that she trembled a little when she spoke.
An old mother entered the house first, took the weak snow ball from Shen Qinrou's hand, and quickly carried it out.
Shen Qinrou's eyes went out or dimmed with the flickering candle, she looked at the dried blood stains on her hands, pursed her lips, didn't say a word, her face was a little pale, but her back was straight.
Aunt Da Zhou came back to her senses in an instant, and she was stunned.
Old Mrs. Shen strode into the house, and the two mothers-in-law behind her looked at Aunt Da Zhou vigilantly.
Old Mrs. Shen pointed to Qin's mother and asked her to tell her what had happened.
Mother Qin used to tell what happened in this house impartially.
After finishing speaking, Mrs. Shen's eyes changed when she looked at Aunt Da Zhou, looking at the pair of porcelain dolls, her face turned red for some reason, she bent down to pick up the pair of porcelain dolls, and rubbed her fingers lightly.
The well-maintained hands were still white and tender, and she held the pair of broken porcelain dolls fiercely in her hands.
"Put down my circle and be full." Aunt Da Zhou glared at the old lady fiercely, and her eyes almost bulged out.
She struggled more violently than before, and an old mother behind the two old ladies saw this, stepped forward, and aimed at her neck is a knife, but she didn't expect that Aunt Da Zhou didn't faint, but let out a beast-like howl from her mouth.
"Yuanyuan? Full? What's that! â
Old Lady Shen smiled, her face turned red, and she slammed her hand down.
The fragile porcelain was completely broken into several pieces after a few "ping-pong" sounds.
"No..." Aunt Da Zhou shouted heartbreakingly.
Old Mrs. Shen raised her foot and kicked the piece of porcelain closest to her, and coldly instructed an old mother behind her: "Clean up the house, all the things in the house are carried out and burned, this yard is not clean, Aunt Da Zhou is stunned, let her be sent to a house on the outskirts of Beijing to recuperate." â
"You will have retribution, you will have retribution." Aunt Da Zhou kept fluttering, escaping from the hands of the two old mothers, and rushed towards the old lady Shen.
The two old mothers quickly grabbed her, but still scared the old lady and staggered, An Ping hurriedly helped the person steady, "Old lady, it's okay." â
Old Mrs. Shen didn't reply to her words, she smiled and pointed at Aunt Da Zhou, the corners of her forehead twitched, her eyes were cold, and she hummed: "Retribution, I want to see whose retribution it is." â
The corners of her eyebrows were slightly raised.
With a "click", Aunt Da Zhou's body sank down, and her waving arms no longer moved.
The two old mothers unloaded her arms.
"You don't die well, you don't die well, you all don't die well." Aunt Da Zhou laughed out loud, she didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, "You wait, the Shen family will be ruined sooner or later, you have to remember that it's all the sins done by you, a ruthless old woman, you wait..." â
Her vicious and vicious curse.
"What did you say, Aunt Zhou? What are you talking nonsense? What exactly are you talking about? Shen Qinrou tensed her heartstrings and asked urgently, the beads of sweat on her forehead shining.
She intuitively felt that Aunt Da Zhou knew something, about everyone in the Shen Mansion, everything.
Including those who do not have zĂ i, things that have been sealed for a long time.
Aunt Da Zhou looked at her with a smile, her gaze was extra weird, "You want to know, you want to know." â
"Hahahaha......."
"Did you hurt Aunt Zhao? Isn't it your sister? Shen Qinrou asked loudly.
"Shut up." Old Madam Shen interrupted her questioning, and the green tendons on her forehead jumped.
Shen Qinya saw that the situation was not right, so she hurriedly pulled her to her side and shook her head at her.
Aunt Da Zhou turned her head to look at Mrs. Shen and smiled "hehe", "If you want to complain, you can complain about her, it's all her, do you want to know." â
"Nope." She shook her head weakly, "No, I won't tell you anything, wait, wait, retribution, retribution." â
She laughed and scolded without a head, and suddenly her head slammed into the ground, and red blood splashed out.
"Ahh
The crowd screamed.
The two old mothers who were holding her were also surprised, they didn't expect it to be like this, she would be weird, and they hurriedly helped Aunt Da Zhou up.
A piece of broken porcelain was embedded in her forehead, blood slicing across her face, and her hair was scattered.
She was like a demon crawling out of the Nine Shadows at the moment.
"Drag her down, get her a doctor, don't let her die." Old Lady Shen was not moved in the slightest, she commanded with a cold face, her hands under her sleeves clenched into fists, swallowed her saliva lightly, and murmured, "I'm not wrong...... â
Aunt Da Zhou smiled, and suddenly a gentle smile bloomed on her face, "Yuanyuan, full, my mother is here to accompany you." â
Shen Qinfu, who was standing barefoot and holding on to the door frame, was already completely fluted.
She couldn't hear the noise around her clearly, and her body fell limply.
The maid in the house hurriedly took her down.
When Aunt Da Zhou was taken away, she looked at everyone's eyes, and the cold hairs that looked at people stood up.
The old lady's footsteps turned outward, and she fled the same.
Although her steps were slow and heavy, she was indeed on the run.
Shen Qinya's eyes sank, and she helped Mrs. Shen out of the courtyard together.
The remaining old mother invited the others out of Chunlan Courtyard.
The hustle and bustle of the previous moment was noisy and chaotic, and it instantly returned to calm.
Shen Qinrou's feet were a little floating.
She looked up at the sky outside, flakes of snow blowing from her hands to her face with the north wind.
It's like a dream.
"Miss." Momoko silently followed behind her, a little uneasy, she bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
"Hmm." Shen Qin replied softly and looked back at the closed door.
I'm afraid there won't be a zĂ i after Chunlanyuan.
Aunt Da Zhou and the old lady completely tore their faces, and Aunt Da Zhou is estimated to be gone.
But what is the answer?
Who?
After all, no one answered her.
After a circle, I went back to a dead end.
Aunt Da Zhou must know something, she is not the mastermind but also an accomplice.
But she won't sue her.
A person is no longer afraid of life and death, and the things she cares about are gone, there is nothing to fear, nothing to fear, what she thinks about is just to want the Shen family to perish.
The perception in dreams is so clear, why should those intentions be dreamed? Because of the deviation between what happened in front of her and what happened in the dream, Aunt Da Zhou in the dream lived well, although she didn't know what happened to her in the end, but she felt that that person lived longer than her.
Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, is she Zhuang Zhou, or the butterfly, or nothing.
"Miss." Peaches held the flower umbrella and called again, she saw that Shen Qinrou was still not moving, and hurriedly pulled her sleeves.
"Let's go." Shen Qinrou walked forward without looking back.
"Hey." Peach answered, and walked up with joy and worry.