There was chaos in the yard.

Ai Qiaoqiao stood there and looked at her second aunt coldly.

Now she was more and more sure that it was the woman in front of her who had forcibly fed her poison and thrown her out of the carriage.

It's just that she doesn't understand why the second aunt did this.

The door of the ear room suddenly opened, and a woman rushed out, "Qiao'er! Mother's Qiao'er ......"

The woman immediately hugged Ai Qiaoqiao.

"Mother......" Ai Qiaoqiao's tears also fell.

"I knew Qiao'er was still alive." The woman wept aloud.

There was a sudden mournful sound in the courtyard.

The second aunt and the others all stood there stupidly, and it took a long time to come back to their senses.

"Ai Qiaoqiao? …… Is it really you? ”

Ai Qiaoqiao wiped away her tears and raised her head from her mother's arms: "Why, doesn't the second aunt think I'm a ghost?" ”

There was a hint of embarrassment on Zhong's face.

"How could it be...... It's best if you can come back...... But...... You, how did you get back? ”

Zhong looked at the purple robe that Ai Qiaoqiao was wearing.

"Yo, it doesn't look like yours is the garment."

Ai Qiaoqiao was about to speak, when she suddenly heard the old woman scolding from the upper room: "Where are all the people dead, why don't you hurry up and cook on the fire!" ”

The second aunt, Zhong Shi, settled down and said to Ai Qiaoqiao's mother: "Brother and sister, you take Qiaoqiao back to pick up first, I will go to light the fire for you first, and then you will come over to cook later." ”

With that, she and the woman beside her turned and went into the kitchen.

Ai Qiaoqiao looked at the woman who was following her second aunt Zhong and asked her mother in a low voice, "Mother, who is that person?" ”

"She's your aunt." Lan Linyan said as she took her daughter into the ear room.

Ai Qiaoqiao looked around.

The transept is very small, and in the homes of the rich, this has always been the residence of the inferior.

"Mother, why do you live here?" Ai Qiaoqiao asked.

Lan Linyan said blankly: "Where else can I go if I don't live here, you and your father won't come to pick me up, I don't know anyone, I am waiting every day for you to come......"

Ai Qiaoqiao's throat welled up with a sour astringency.

Her mother has been a little out of order since her father's death, and she often can't tell the difference between reality and imagination, always thinking that her husband Ai Jinghong is still alive.

Even if Ai Qiaoqiao wanted to find out how she was thrown out of the carriage by her second aunt, she had no way to ask her mother.

"Mother, aren't I coming back?" She reassured.

Lan Linyan sighed, "Just wait for your father now, and when he comes, we will leave here." ”

"Hey." Ai Qiaoqiao responded vaguely.

She didn't dare to mention her father's affairs again, and opened the box to change the clothes of the night left.

But when she opened the box, she was stunned.

The box was empty, except for two sets of my mother's dresses, and the rest of the clothes were gone.

"Mother, where are our clothes?"

Lan Linyan opened his eyes blankly.

Ai Qiaoqiao couldn't help frowning.

"Mother, think about it, where are our clothes?"

"Your clothes ......," Lan Linyan tugged at his hair, "...... Your second aunt said...... You're gone, you don't need it, so you take it all...... It's mine...... I said I couldn't wear that many ......."

A dark fire rushed out.

Ai coincidentally got into the box and turned around and walked out of the ear room.

Lan Linyan followed her daughter honestly, "Qiaoqiao, where are you going?" ”

Ai Qiaoqiao went straight into the kitchen.

Zhong was still squatting there to light the fire, Ai Qiaoqiao came to her and looked at her condescendingly, "Second aunt, I'm back now, give me back my clothes." ”

Zhong raised his head, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "What clothes?" ”

"It's time to give me back the clothes you took from my mother." Ai Qiaoqiao said coldly.

I thought that after my father's death, I would get shelter when I returned to the family with my mother, and even if it was poor, I would never let them be bullied by outsiders.

But now it seems that he was not bullied by outsiders, but was cheated by his own family first.