Fu Chun smiled: "This girl has a big life, but she didn't die." Bicao, you clean up for Zisu, and go to the Third Young Master's Courtyard to listen to the instructions at dawn. ”

Bicao said cautiously, "Shisu has an injury on his body. ”

"Smack!"

Fuchun slapped Bicao in the face, "Dead girl, you dare to talk back!" The eldest young master is fifty-seven, this is a big day, all the maids and servants must obey the arrangement of the third young master! ”

Bicao lowered her head and choked back tears, "The slave knows, the slave is wrong." ”

Fuchun hummed a little song proudly and left, Bicao grabbed Sister Su and looked up and down, and asked with concern: "Zisu, are you really not dead?" ”

"You are?" Sister Su looked at this girl with a bit of a face.

"I'm Bicao, didn't you hear Fuchun call my name just now? Shiso, we grew up together, why don't you remember me? ”

"Bicao, I've forgotten a lot of things, I'm sorry."

"It's better to forget, it's better not to remember. Zisu, I heard that the fat aunt beat you to death, so I took advantage of the night to take a look, I didn't expect you to be alive, it's really good now, hurry up and follow me to see Aunt Song. ”

"Aunt Song?"

"Aunt Song is the fourth aunt of the master, and we have been serving by Aunt Song's side since we were children." Bicao sighed.

Back in Aunt Song's courtyard, Bicao rubbed her medicine and told Sister Su about this new body, Shisu.

Shisu was charming and moving, and was favored by Zhou Qingming, who intended to be included in the room, but was rejected by Shisu.

Zhou Qingming came directly to Aunt Song's courtyard to take the perilla away, and forcibly intended to do wrong, but was bitten by the stubborn perilla.

Zhou Qingming was angry, so he locked her in a small room and sent the fat aunt to persuade her, but Zisu swore to die, and was finally beaten to death by the fat aunt.

In two lives, they both died in the hands of Zhou Qingming!

God gave her a chance to live, so she couldn't easily let go of the Zhou family, even if she was a maid, she had to stir up the wind and clouds with her weak hands, so that the Zhou family could not live in peace, and let them taste the feeling of being tortured.

Sister Su quietly looked at the boundless darkness of the night, and muttered to herself, "I must kill Zhou Qingming!" ”

Bicao hurriedly covered her mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, don't bother Aunt Song." ”

Sister Su suddenly thought that in the previous life of this body, she was the person next to Aunt Song, and Aunt Song was Master Zhou's aunt's wife, how could Zhou Qingming come directly to take Zisu away? Zi Su has been serving Aunt Song since she was a child, doesn't she care?

Bicao explained: "Our Zhou Mansion is now Mrs. Zhou's words count, Aunt Song is too born in singing, her status is low, the Zhou family looks down on her, no one puts her in their hearts, if it weren't for Aunt Song giving birth to the fifth young master to the master, Aunt Song is too afraid that there is no place to stand." Aunt Song is too dedicated to protecting the fifth young master, as long as the fifth young master is fine, she doesn't dare to meddle in things. ”

Business? Is a person's life an idle matter?

Sister Su felt that this Aunt Song was too cowardly, and with such a master, she was in danger of losing her life at any time.

Since she is alive, she doesn't expect a master like Aunt Song, in the years to come, she will personally take revenge with her own hands and make the Zhou family uneasy.

Bicao finished taking the medicine, "Zisu, you sleep for a while, and you have to go to the Third Young Master's courtyard to listen to the arrangement when it is dawn." ”

"Bicao, Fang Cai Fuchun said that the eldest young master is fifty-seven, what are you busy with?"

Bicao explained to her that after Master Zhou returned home, he was very sad to learn of the death of his eldest son Zhou Jinming, and decided to hold a big funeral.

The customs of Jinling City, the funeral is the most special day on May 7.

Because, on this day, a "return to evil" ceremony will be held. The night of "Huisha" is also known as the night of resurrection, which refers to the last night of the soul of the deceased after a few days of death.

The Zhou government decided to hold a water and land puja on May 7, that is, tomorrow.

Tomorrow is Zhou Jinming's May Seven, that is, he has been dead for thirty-four days.

Sister Su lay on the bed and thought quietly, why did she only reborn in Zisu's body after thirty-four days, and where did she go in the thirty-four days she died? Sister Su was not impressed at all.

Since you live again, you have to live as a shiso from now on. The real Shiso is dead, and she has taken this body, so she wants to avenge Shisu and avenge herself.

In the future, she will be Shiso, and she will completely forget her original name, so that she will not show any flaws.

I didn't know how long I fell asleep, and I heard the sound of Bicao calling her to get up.

Bicao brought the face wash and fought for the perilla.

"This dead Fuchun is a villain, following the third young master's fox and fake tiger power, you are covered in injuries by the fat aunt, and you have to go to work."

If you want to take revenge without revealing a trace, you must be patient and understand everything about the Zhou Mansion.

Before, Sister Su was killed shortly after entering the Zhou Mansion, and now she has Zisu's body, but she has no memory of Zisu, so she can only rely on herself to slowly spy on the situation in the Zhou Mansion.

"Bicao, it's okay, I think I'm okay, we're all poor girls, what's this hardship."

Bicao smiled: "Zisu, although you have forgotten a lot of things, your temperament has not changed at all, and you are still as stubborn as before." ”

Shisu could feel that Bicao was really good to herself, so she immediately let down her vigilance and asked her what she didn't understand.

It turned out that Zi Su and Bicao were both maids in the Zhou Mansion since childhood, serving Aunt Song for more than ten years, and now the fifth young master is eight years old, Aunt Song thinks that these two girls are more reliable, so she lets them serve her son the fifth young master.

After Zi Su was taken away by Zhou Qingming, Bicao served the fifth young master alone.

After freshening up, Bicao took out a box of rouge from the drawer, "Shisu, you don't look good, apply something." ”

Shiso took the rouge, gently applied it, and when she put it back in the drawer, suddenly there was a flash of fire in the drawer, and the rouge in her hand almost fell to the ground in fright.

"What's going on?"

Bicao smiled: "Shisu, this is something you have done, why are you scared like this?" ”

"What did I do? How can it be on fire? ”

"Zisu, you don't remember things, I have to tell you everything." Bicao showed a fake reluctance.

Zi Su smiled: "Sister Bicao, I'm sorry for you, in the future, you can tell me more things I don't know, and my monthly money will be half of yours." ”

"Hmph, you really don't treat me as a sister, I don't want your monthly money. However, Shiso, call me sister, I'm very happy. You and I are both seventeen years old, but you are a few months older than me, and for your sake of calling me sister, I will be your jack of all trades in the future. ”

"That's no problem, I'll keep calling you sister in the future, can you tell me what's going on now?"

According to Bicao, Shisu used to like to play some tricks to make the fifth young master happy, and what was in the drawer was phosphorus powder, and sparks would emerge when the phosphorus powder encountered friction, and Shisu accidentally touched the phosphorus powder when he put the rouge box.

Although Shiso didn't know about phosphorus powder, she felt that this kind of thing had such an effect, which really opened her eyes.

Bicao took Shisu to Zhou Qingming's courtyard, and the maids and servants of Zhou's mansion were startled when they saw Shisu appear.

Especially the fat aunt, she clearly remembered that Zichun was killed by herself, she touched her nose and didn't breathe at all, and she also put her own hand Shisu on the bed, locked the door, handed the medicine spoon to Fuchun, and waited for Fuchun to deal with this matter today.

Shisu seemed to be able to feel the way the fat aunt looked at her, and she must have been terrified, and she felt funny when she thought about it.

Such a small character ignores her for the time being, and then cleans her up when there is a suitable opportunity, and the immediate thing is to do things well, and treat the resurrection from the dead as if it never happened.

The fat aunt winked at a few bold women and asked them to quietly ask Bicao about Shiso, and Bicao told them that Shisu was not dead, but that the fat aunt was blind.

The fat aunt put her mind at ease, as long as Shisu is not a ghost, she doesn't have to be afraid of her.

Fuchun arranged for the clever servants in Zhou's mansion to stand quietly at the venue where the water and land pujas were held and wait.

The person in charge of organizing the water and land festival is the third young master of the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Qingming, who mourned with tears in his eyes before the festival, which roughly means that the brothers of the Zhou Mansion are friendly and harmonious, and I hope that the eldest brother Zhou Jinming can enter the Elysium as soon as possible.

Sister Su stood in the crowd and quietly looked at Zhou Qingming's hypocritical face, with an imperceptible sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Obviously, he pretended to be the second young master to kill Zhou Jinming, but he was so hypocritical in front of Zhou Jinming's spirit, if Zhou Jinming knew about it, he would also jump out of the coffin and strangle him.

After Zhou Qingming finished acting, he saluted to the abbot of Fuguang Temple: "Master, everything today is handed over to the master." ”

The abbot recited Amitabha, "The third young master's compassion is perceptive, and the old man must do his best." ”

The treasure surrounds Zhou Jinming's mourning hall next to the shrine, a group of monks of Fuguang Temple chant in an orderly manner standing in the courtyard in front of the mourning hall, chanting sounds, wooden fish stones, copper chimes, drums, cymbals, handbells, the sound of the ritual is long and melodious.

More than an hour has passed, and the monks of Fuguang Temple have not finished their rituals.

Zhou Qingming looked at the slow appearance of the monks of Fuguang Temple, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: This group of bald donkeys, can you hurry up, Lao Tzu is standing here, how uncomfortable he feels!

He knew in his heart that his second brother Zhou Chenming was also at home at the moment, but his father deliberately arranged for him to preside over this festival regardless of the order of the eldest and youngest, because his false accusation was successful, which made his father suspicious of the second brother, so he made this arrangement.

Every time Zhou Qingming sees the portrait and spiritual position of his eldest brother Zhou Jinming, he can always think of his resentful eyes before he died, but in order to have a place in Master Zhou's heart, he can only preside over the water and land pujas one by one, and face Zhou Jinming's spiritual position again and again.

Fortunately, this is already the fifth puja, and there are two more times, and when the seventh and seventh day passes, it will be over.

Zhou Qingming's eyes were randomly looking at the crowd, and his gaze couldn't help but fall on Sister Su's face.

This girl looks really good, but it's a pity that she is the person in Aunt Song's room, if it is a girl in her own room, she can accompany herself at night, and she can also make her feel more comfortable.

But he thought about it, what is Aunt Song, just a play, what is the difference between her status in the Zhou family and a maid in the room, if she hadn't given birth to a young son, I'm afraid no one would remember that the Zhou family still has this woman.

Zhou Qingming secretly decided that when the eldest brother's Qiqi passed, he would find a way to get this girl.

Sister Su noticed Zhou Qingming's strange eyes, glanced at Zhou Qingming, and couldn't help but feel sick when she saw the obscene look on his face.

She couldn't help but look up at the sky, in the late autumn season, the sun's rays were not so strong, but it was enough for her plan to go smoothly, and she hoped that the water and land puja would go on more slowly.

Two hours passed, the sun was scorching in the sky, the temperature was hot, and the puja was final.