Chunhua lay on the ground, sobbing quietly, obviously anticipating the tragedy of being whipped by the master: "Miss......"

Mrs. Shen's heart was empty, but there was no trace on her face, and she replied directly: "Why, I still said something wrong!" See for yourself, five days after you married into the Shen family, you had already caused my family Feng'er to fall ill twice! You're not a broom star or something! If you are willing to repent before your ancestors today, I can continue to let you be Feng'er's wife, otherwise—"

Du Mi grinded her molars, and after several changes in the expression on her face, she finally fell down, "My daughter-in-law is willing to be punished." ”

Mrs. Shen had already prepared that she would pounce, but she didn't expect Du Mi to be so docile and admit her mistake, her face was surprised, and she said after a while, "Then you can kneel for a while, and I will send someone to open the ancestral hall tomorrow." ”

Then, he led a group of slaves out of the ancestral hall and locked them outside.

The ancestral hall of the Shen family, like all ancestral halls, is dim and cold.

There are countless tablets of the dead placed on the platform, densely piled up in the shape of a ladder to fill half of the wall, and the ever-bright lights and candles in the ancestral hall are swaying, which makes the atmosphere in the ancestral hall more and more lifeless.

The wooden windows in the ancestral hall were closed, and the air was filled with the smell of incense and candles.

Although it was daylight outside, the ancestral hall was as dark as dusk.

Chunhua has always been timid and thief, and after kneeling for a while, she shrank behind Du Mi and whispered, "Little, Miss...... Slaves and maids are afraid of ......"

After Mrs. Shen left, Du Mi sat on the futon with a big grin, and after hearing the voice of Chunhua's kitten, she turned her head and hooked her hand, "You get closer to me." ”

Spring flowers hurriedly pasted them.

Unexpectedly, Du Mi's face suddenly changed, he stared at a corner in a frightened tone, and said in a low voice, "Chunhua, do you see if there is a corner of-"

"Ahhh!!hhh

Before Du Mi's words were finished, Chunhua seemed to be slapped on the shoulder, and the whole person jumped up from the ground and went straight to the door, "There are monsters...... Hurry up when we get out!! ”

Chunhua was so frightened that she cried and slammed the door with her fists, panicking the prankster Du Mi to feel a little guilty.

"Chunhua, I'm the one who scares you, it's just me and you in this room, and there's nothing else in this room." Du Mi got up from the ground, walked quickly to Chunhua's side, and whispered to reassure.

"Miss......?"

Chunhua finally stopped crying, and after hearing Du Mi's explanation, she turned her head to look at her, with tears in her eyes, and sobbed, "You, you, you're about to scare the slave to death—ah!" ”

Chunhua suddenly screamed, her voice was sharp and thin, her eyes were as wide as copper bells, and then she rolled her eyes, and she fainted directly.

"Spring flowers! Spring! Du Mi hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, her heart was beating wildly, and she kept convincing herself that there were no ghosts in this world, that she was a person who had received a science education, and that she must not believe in these nonsense things.

But Fang Cai Chunhua's expression was so terrifying that Du Mi didn't dare to look back.

There was a dead silence in the entire ancestral hall.

Even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

At this moment, the candle flame behind him suddenly flickered, and the light and shadow cast on the wall shook violently, and the teeth and claws seemed to be demonic.

Du Mi put Chunhua flat on the place with one hand, shook it with one hand, and a dagger slipped from her sleeve and went straight to her palm, she flipped her wrist and held the dagger tightly, and turned around sharply and waved it towards the figure behind her.

"Young lady, I am immortal!"

Just as the blade of the dagger was about to cut through the placket of the comer's chest, Du Mi heard a familiar voice and hurriedly retracted his momentum.

Du Mi raised his eyes and looked at Changsheng in front of him, who was so frightened that his hands were raised, and a heart fell into his stomach. She let out a long breath, put the dagger back into its scabbard, and said in surprise, "Changsheng, why are you here?" ”

She remembered that when she was taken away by Mrs. Shen, Changsheng was still serving Shen Changfeng.

How did he come to the ancestral hall in the blink of an eye.

And quietly, even she didn't notice it.

Changsheng touched his head and smiled, "After the young master woke up, he knew that the young lady was locked in the wall of the ancestral hall by the lady, and he had already thought of a way to intercede with the lady. ”

As he spoke, he lifted the food box in his hand.

All of Du Mi's attention was attracted by the food box.

The aroma from the food box immediately aroused her appetite.

She was busy in the morning, breakfast was useless, and it was early past the time for lunch, she was already hungry with her chest against her back, at this time she smelled the aroma of food, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, stared at the food box with her eyes and said: "Husband has a heart, go back and thank him for me." ”

Changsheng was amused by Du Mi's undisguised expression, and replied with a smile: "Yes." ”

"You put down the food box and go back quickly, my husband can't do without you, I'm all right in the ancestral hall, so he doesn't have to worry about me."

Changsheng put down the food box at this time, and when he was about to leave, his eyes fell on Chunhua, who was unconscious behind Du Mi, and he hesitated before asking, "Sister Chunhua is okay?" ”

Du Mi only when Changsheng left, he had already squatted down and lifted the lid of the food box, and his five claws stretched out to the topmost pastry, and after hearing Changsheng's voice again, he only hesitated for a moment and still pinched the pastry and stuffed it into the final, and his satisfied face was full of happy smiles.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm scared and fainted, and I'll wake up in a while." Du Mi swallowed the pastry in her mouth, raised her cheeks, and smiled at Changsheng, "Don't worry, I will never tell you that it was you who scared Sister Chunhua just now." ”

"Thank you, Mrs. Much." Changsheng quickly lowered his eyelashes and fled in a hurry.

Du Mi followed his movements and found that in the corner of the ancestral hall, pushing the bricks could open a passage that could only accommodate one person, and after carefully noting down the place, he continued to fill his stomach.

In a border place like Chuzhou, where wars are frequent, it is difficult to say when the border will fall.

The barbarians plundered and killed all kinds of evil, once they fell, how could the people of Chuzhou still have a way to escape?

Therefore, anyone who has the ability to build their own house in Chuzhou will build one or two secret passages for their families to hide and take refuge, and Jiang's Mansion also has secret passages, so she is not surprised that Shen Mansion has secret passages, but she is a little puzzled that Shen Mansion will actually build a secret passage into the ancestral hall.

This is the resting place of the ancestors.

Ordinary people don't build secret tunnels here.

I have to say that this Shen Mansion is weird.

But it doesn't have much to do with her.

Du Mi gobbled up, and after solving most of the food, Chunhua woke up slowly, and as soon as she woke up, she nervously grabbed Du Mi's sleeve, and said with tears in her eyes: "Little, miss, that's ...... What's that......"

Apparently in horror.

Du Mi was the least comforting, so she took a dumpling and stuffed it into Chunhua's mouth.

Chunhua: "Hmmmm......" After a few sounds, she began to chew the dumplings, swallowed them all and blurted out: "Delicious!" No, how can there be food here—hmm."

Du Mi saw that she had returned to her usual appearance, and the movements of her hands did not stop, and she stuffed another ball to block her mouth.

"What you saw just now is the Shen Mansion who came in to deliver food, which is scary."

Chunhua swallowed the dumplings again, and tried to recall them before saying, "But when Mrs. Shen went out, she was locked, how could anyone still come in?" ”

Du Mi tapped her forehead with her finger, "My silly spring flower, isn't there a window when the door is locked?" You were so scared that you were out of your body, where would you notice someone crawling in the window? ”

The innocent, kind and innocent Chunhua was deceived by Du Miyu like this.

While eating the food with satisfaction, it is delicious at the same time.

Du Mi sat on the futon, holding her knees with both hands, resting her chin on the back of her hand, looking at the speed of eating like a storm of spring flowers, "You eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

Chunhua's mouth was full of food, and her speech was indistinct, "It's already ...... to eat in the ancestral hall It's disrespectful...... Slave maid need to hurry up......"

In a short time, the master and servant swept away all the food in the three-tiered food box.

The master and servant also hiccuped together.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and there were sparkling smiles in their eyes.

It seems that they went back to a long time ago, they were punished by Jiang Hou and locked up in the firewood room, and they met Caiqing who came over to give them roast chicken to eat, which was also such a joy.

Chunhua still obeyed the rules in the ancestral hall, half-knelt beside Du Mi, tilted her head, looked at Du Mi and said, "Miss, after marrying my uncle, it seems to have changed." ”

Du Mi was full, and a little sleepiness came up when he hugged his arms.

I heard Chunhua's soft voice, "Huh? "Silence.

Chunhua said slowly, "Today, Mrs. Shen said that Miss's attitude, if it was put in the past, Miss would not be sparing, and she would definitely beat people to the ground." ”

It's not just falling flowers and flowing water, it's simply beating people into a pig's head face that their parents can't recognize.

Then, she would be kicked into the firewood room by Jiang Hou, who came from Wen Xun.

Du Mi laughed twice, and her sleepiness dissipated a little, "Sure enough, Chunhua knows your young lady best." ”

Chunhua looked at her young lady and laughed brightly twice, then heard her wave her arms and said: "The hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, now your young lady has become good and doesn't do those jobs of fighting and killing." ”

Quite seriously, it sounds like that.

It's just that some of them believed her casual lie, nodded and said thoughtfully: "That's why the young lady put up with what Mrs. Shen said, and even willing to be locked up in the ancestral hall to think about it." As she spoke, Chunhua's eyes turned red inexplicably and sniffed, "If the master knows that Miss is so sensible, I don't know how happy I should be." ”

"Huh." Du Mi laughed perfunctorily twice.

The mood after swallowing her anger was not too good, and it took a lot of effort for her to resist the fight at that time.

But not for Jiang Hou, but for himself.

Although Jiang Hou asked Guiqing to bring her a message, saying that anyone who was unhappy could go back to Jiang's Mansion, if she really had trouble with Jiang's Mansion because of Mrs. Shen, she would be divorced or divorced, how sad it would be in the future.

In ancient feudalism, although Chuzhou had an open atmosphere, the people who lived here were all ancients.

No matter how much Jiang Hou loves her, after a long time and being crushed by gossip, sooner or later he will lose patience with her, the sister of his deceased wife, and find someone to marry her, then the conditions for remarriage will definitely not be as gentle as Shen Changfeng, and even her innocence can be preserved.

Therefore, for the sake of long-term calculation, she must stay in the Shen Mansion.

If Shen Changfeng can get better, judging from the past few days of getting along, she doesn't hate Shen Changfeng as a person, if he can get better, maybe she will slowly like him; If Shen Changfeng didn't survive in a few years, then she could live a widow for a lifetime, without guarding a man to give birth to children for him, and become a father and daughter who didn't know the sun in the mansion, wouldn't it be happy?

For the days to come, Mrs. Shen's scolding is nothing.

It's like a fart.