Chapter 295: Changing the Troupe
It's crazy!
The fourth aunt, who has always been obedient, even has the heart to kill that person.
But in the end, he had to succumb to Leng Qinglang's obscenity. Even if you repay the kindness of the Kim family back then, you can write it off later.
She used to be a martial artist, and she had worked kung fu, and it didn't take much effort to kill an unsuspecting little girl.
Zhiqiu threw himself into the net.
She was like a hunter who had an eye on her prey, hiding in the shadows, looking for the best time to make a move, and seeing that Zhiqiu finally came forward to take the cold and arrogant jade pendant into her hand, she immediately jumped up, covered Zhiqiu with a wet handkerchief, and then took away the jade pendant and threw her into the water, creating the illusion of drowning.
She thought she was finally free. Who knows, there will be a storm on the ground.
As long as Leng Qinglang can keep her word, let go of her child, and find her a decent and good family, she has nothing to fear.
There was a "squeak" behind her, and the door opened, interrupting her thoughts.
She turned around, and Leng Qinglang came out of the cold room, looking much calmer.
Qingjiao said that he didn't say anything to Leng Qinghuan, everything was Leng Qinghuan's own speculation, and he didn't know that it was you who did it. I have already told him to stay away from that deserted joy in the future. You don't have to be scared, being a thief is suspicious. β
The fourth aunt nodded: "It's best if that's the case." β
"I'm far away in Zhuangzi, even if she Leng Qinghuan suspects me, she doesn't have any evidence. Even if the investigation is on your head......"
The fourth aunt shuddered: "The slave understands that everything is my own idea, and I have always had a holiday with Zhiqiu, but there was a quarrel when I met that day, and in a fit of anger, I made a move." β
Leng Qinglang nodded with satisfaction: "The fourth aunt is still an understanding person, you must not take the joke I made with you a few days ago to heart." Your eldest daughter's adoptive mother has already found her a loyal and honest wealthy family, and the dowry has been paid, just waiting for the auspicious day of the next month to get married. Then you'll be done with this matter. β
The fourth aunt raised her face: "Can the slave take a look?" After so many years, the slave maid has never even seen what she looks like. β
"You want to recognize each other?"
"I don't admit it, I don't admit it, as long as she lives well, why make waves again?" The fourth aunt denied it.
Leng Qinglang seemed to have everything expected: "When this matter is over, everything will be easy to say." β
The fourth aunt's heart suddenly rose with hope, but how can the matter be considered over?
The fourth aunt returned to Leng Xiang to reply, Leng Xiang was holding a drama in his hand, and when he saw her come in, he handed it to her.
"Aunt Xue just sent someone to send it, so I finally made up my mind. If there is no opinion, the head of the class will bring people into the house in the afternoon and set up the stage. I didn't study these clichΓ©s either, Aunt Xue said you are an expert, you can take a look. β
The fourth aunt was a little weak-hearted, especially what Aunt Xue said about the expert twice, which was very harsh, making her feel that Aunt Xue was afraid that she knew something.
She smiled far-fetchedly, took the excerpt and only glanced at it cursoryly, and finally made up her mind.
"The concubine heard that the kung fu of this troupe is very average, and there is no pillar that can hold it up. It's not as good as the pear garden spring at the south end of the flyover. Hua Dan, who is in charge, is a well-known golden voice, especially a play "The Drunken Concubine" is well-known in Beijing. β
Leng Xiang raised his eyebrows: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?" β
"These things are all handled by Aunt Xue, and the concubine doesn't dare to say much, that is, to say it before you."
Leng Xiang groaned slightly: "After all, there will be outsiders at that time, let's pay attention to some good, don't let people find fault with what's wrong." Since it doesn't work, replace it. I'll tell Aunt Xue in a while, it won't take much effort anyway. β
The fourth aunt was a little relieved.
She was afraid that when the troupe came in, the Prime Minister's Mansion would be so big, and she wouldn't look up and see anyone she looked down, but don't meet anyone she knows well and reveal her past.
And that class master, his senior brother, doesn't have a door on his mouth, what if he talks nonsense again?
Even if you're not afraid, there's still a clear painting. If there is a stain on the background, you will not be able to find a good family in the future.
Leng sent someone to call Aunt Xue, and she immediately went back to her small courtyard. lest they meet, Aunt Xue will be suspicious again.
This incident was like a pimple in her heart, which made her heart uncomfortable, with trepidation and uneasiness, and she couldn't swallow it.
She didn't eat lunch, she was crooked on the couch, and her spirits were sad.
Qinghua came back happily from outside, holding a piece of dim sum to her: "Auntie, you try the dim sum made by my eldest sister, I heard that it is called cake, it is delicious." β
Aunt Xue turned her face, listless, and her eyes were red and swollen.
Qinghua slowly lowered his hand: "Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Why are you crying? β
The voice was soft and glutinous, very good, and her heart melted when she heard it.
She forced a smile: "My aunt didn't cry, but she was uncomfortable, maybe she had a cold." β
Qinghua raised his hand to touch her forehead: "Has my aunt taken medicine?" β
The fourth aunt shook her head: "You don't need to take medicine, you will be fine in a while." β
Qing Hua carefully put the cake in his hand aside, turned around and ran out the door: "Auntie is waiting for me." β
"What are you going to do?"
The fourth aunt asked behind her, but she had already run away without a trace.
But after a while, there was a sound of footsteps in the yard, and the fourth aunt looked out through the window, and saw Qinghua dragging Leng Qinghuan in from the outside, and spoke breathlessly as she walked: "My aunt lied to people, saying that if you don't need to take medicine, you will be better if you are sick, so I don't believe it." β
The fourth aunt was taken aback, how could this kid take it upon himself to invite Leng Qinghuan over? It's too late to dodge on your own.
She hurriedly got up, washed her face with the water in the basin, brushed her sideburns, and then greeted her.
Leng Qinghuan stepped into the house and helped her up: "It's all a family, don't be so polite." Qinghua said that you are not feeling well, let me come and take a look. β
The fourth aunt hurriedly turned her face and reprimanded Qing Hua: "You child, how can you be so presumptuous, you actually alarmed the princess." β
"It's all a family, why should the fourth aunt see the outside like this? What exactly is wrong with you? Let me give you a pulse? β
Leng Qinghuan paid attention to check the fourth aunt's face. I immediately found out that she should have just cried, her eyes were still red, and the so-called illness should be just a prevarication to coax a child.
The fourth aunt lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her: "There is nothing uncomfortable, I just said it casually, and this girl took it seriously." β
She was so perfunctory, Leng Qinghuan naturally didn't want to get to the bottom of it.
Qinghua shook the fourth aunt's hand uneasily: "Then let the eldest sister take a look at the place where your arm was scratched by a wild cat a few days ago?" β
As he spoke, he rolled up her sleeve.