Mrs. Zhang continued to joke, and Shuang'er didn't bother to say anything else to Mrs. Zhang.

"Since the girl said that the second lady is looking for it, then let's lead the way quickly, so as not to miss the right thing."

Shuang'er snorted coldly and turned to lead the way.

In the south courtyard, Bai Ling'er was already waiting in the house.

"The slave has seen the second lady, ouch, the second lady, your belly is big and round, and the one who is pregnant here must be a little prince."

Mrs. Zhang saluted, got up without waiting for Bai Ling'er to say, stared at Bai Linger's stomach and praised with a smile.

"It is said that the mouth of the matchmaker can speak, and now Mrs. Ben has seen it."

Bai Ling'er took a sip of the teacup and put it down.

Shui Ling's eyes looked at the matchmaker in front of her, her body was bloated and colorful, and the black mole next to the corner of her mouth was as big as a fly, looking like a cunning person.

"Second lady compliment, I won't say those beautiful words with this mouth, I will only tell the truth."

Mrs. Zhang's handkerchief swung and grinned, and the mole at the corner of her mouth seemed to move.

"Shuang'er, look at how you don't know how to pour tea when you invite people here."

Bai Ling'er swept towards Shuang'er and scolded softly.

"No, no, the second lady, we are all smart people, let's get straight to the point."

She has not been a matchmaker for so many years, and she knows that she has something to look for her.

"Mrs. Zhang is a smart person."

"Sit."

Bai Ling'er narrowed her eyes, pointed to the chair in front of her, and said, Mrs. Zhang was not polite, and sat in front of Bai Ling'er.

"The maid next to the second lady is also well-behaved and clever, if she wants to find her mother-in-law, she must find my matchmaker, I promise to find her a good family."

Mrs. Zhang smiled flatteringly, causing Shuang'er to glare angrily.

"I'm looking for no one and I'm not going to look for you, huh."

Shuang'er snorted coldly, twisted his waist and left, and closed the door.

The room was a little darker, and Bai Ling'er looked at Mrs. Zhang and found that she was also looking at her.

"Second lady, please speak."

Bai Ling'er was open, and her thin lips were lightly opened.

On the Xiao family's side, the Wen family searched around the ruins for a few times, but they didn't find Xiao Wenya's body for a day, all of them were ruins, and it was difficult to distinguish even the appearance of the individual.

Hands, clothes, and shoes are carbon ink.

"Xiao Die, Xiao Die, calm down."

Xiao Yongde hugged Wen, only to hear Wen crying loudly, turned around, and stepped his head into Xiao Yongde's arms.

"That seems to be General Xiao."

The onlookers gathered around them because of Wen's cries, and some recognized Xiao Yongde at a glance.

"The one in my arms seems to be the fourth lady, I heard that the fourth lady of the Xiao family married into the Liang family not long ago, and she cried so sadly, I think Miss Xiao is definitely gone."

The person who spoke thought that he lowered his voice but didn't want everyone around him to hear it clearly, even Wen in Xiao Yongde's arms.

Wen pushed Xiao Yongde away and turned his head to look at the gossips.

"My daughter won't be gone, you people like to talk nonsense."

Wen scolded angrily, and those people hurriedly dispersed and did not dare to chew the root of their tongue in front of Wen.

"Xiaodie, you've been looking for a day, go back and rest first, I'll send someone to continue looking."

Xiao Yongde said distressedly, his eyes were bloodshot.

He has lost a daughter, and now he has lost another.

"Find? Didn't the master also think that Ya'er was gone? ”

Wen stared at Xiao Yongde, the man she accompanied day and night, and she could guess what he was thinking from his expression.

He, like those people, decided that Wen Ya was gone.

"I..."

Xiao Yongde, who was seen through, avoided Wen's gaze and did not dare to speak.

Wen shook off Xiao Yongde: "Go back, I'll find it myself." ”

"My child, I know, she's going to be fine."

Wen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, but there were more black marks at the corners of his eyes, and his whole face was as embarrassed as a flower-faced cat.

"But it's not a way to find it like this, you listen to me, go back first and then think about it in the long run."

Xiao Yongde persuaded that it was still snowing, although it was not thick, it would be cold to the bone marrow when the snow melted, and Wen's body was already weak and could not afford to toss like this.

The last time Wen's fever was in winter, he lay in bed for more than a month and took medicine every day.

"I can't wait for my lord, Yongcheng's death makes me feel guilty, I can't protect him as a mother, I'm the only one left."

Wen cried, and even his voice trembled.

"If I don't even have Ya'er now, then what's the point of my life?"

Wen asked rhetorically, her only hope is that Xiao Wenya can live a safe life, all the consequences of her actions are borne by herself, her daughter has not done any unforgivable wrongdoing, why is God so unfair?

The kind of heinous people are still alive in the world, but the good people are dying young.

In this case, what is she a good person and what is a good person, and what is good.

She chanted the Buddha and prayed to God to protect her daughter's safety, is God really there? Why didn't you bless her daughter?

"You still have me, you still have me."

Wen's words hit Xiao Yongde's heart, Yongcheng's death was his fault, and he failed to invite a doctor in time.

He knew that although Wen said that he didn't complain about him, he definitely hated him in his heart.

"I want Ya'er, I want my Ya'er."

Wen was a little emotional, and pulled Xiao Yongde's sleeve to ask him for Xiao Wenya.

Xiao Yongde imprisoned Wen in his arms, and let her cry and beat without letting go.

Xiao Yongde didn't know how long it took to persuade Wen to return to Xiao's house, and when he returned, Wen's eyes were hollow like walking corpses.

Xiangmei was so distressed when she saw Wen's so distressed, and helped her back to the room to wash and change her into a new set of clothes.

"Madam, you rushed out in the morning and afternoon without eating, now you should eat some."

Xiangmei persuaded her, and she was very distressed to see Wen's appearance that she didn't even blink.

Wen's pain for Miss Fourth is obvious to everyone, and it is Xiao Wenya who is reluctant to let her suffer a little bit by holding Xiao Wenya in her hands, and now that something happens, Wen's heart must be uncomfortable.

Wen glanced at the food on the table, his expression was cold and a little excited: "Who ordered these to be made in the kitchen!" ”

Wen didn't know what he saw, he was very excited, and his whole mood was wrong.

Xiangmei was a little confused by this question, in the past, Wen would not ask who made the dishes, how is it now...

Xiangmei looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table, surprised.

"This..."

"The slave went to the cook and asked."

"Go!"

Wen urged, a little impatient.

After a while, Xiangmei returned, and Wen was still sitting at the table, staring at the dishes on the table, motionless like a wooden man.

"Mrs. Qiyu, this is what the eldest lady ordered the kitchen to make, saying that she is afraid that Mrs. You are too worried about the fourth lady under the spring, so make some of the fourth lady's favorite food before her death, so that Mrs. You can see things and think about people."

Xiangmei's voice became smaller and smaller, and she didn't dare to look at Wen's face when she lowered her head.

"Yan."

Wen shouted coldly and snorted.

"There is also a letter sent to the Xiao Mansion, and this letter says that it is addressed to Mrs. You."

Xiangmei said, handing Wen an unsigned letter.

Wen took the letter and opened it.

She would exchange some letters with her family, but this letter was obviously not sent by the Wen family, if the letter sent by the Wen family was sealed with beeswax, but this letter was not.

"How can anyone send a letter, it's too late."

Xiangmei was puzzled, if anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is too late to wait for the next day, the person who wrote the letter will definitely not have long eyes.

Wen scanned the contents of the letter, and the more he looked at the face, the darker it became, and his hand crumpled the letter.

"Yan! I will settle the old and new accounts together. ”

Wen swept to the dinner on the table, gritting his teeth.

In his tone, his eyes were full of hatred.

Xiangmei could feel that Wen was shaking, trembling violently.

Although Wen was hostile to Yan, she never showed it, and now even she could feel how deep Wen's hatred was.

"Madame, what is written in this letter?"

Xiangmei was puzzled, Wen's whole person changed after reading the letter, and she guessed that the letter had a big secret written on it.

"Xiangmei, you go and invite the matchmaker who told Miss Fourth at that time, I want to ask her something."

Wen said coldly.

"Now? But it's getting late. ”

Xiangmei hesitated and asked again.

It's still snowing outside and it's so late, and if you want to go out, the matchmaker may not want to come.

"Now, bring a few more family members, and if the matchmaker refuses to come, tie her up."

Wen commanded coldly, and Xiangmei didn't dare to say anything more when she saw Wen's expression.

"Yes."

Xiangmei slowly retreated, and Wen clutched the paper of Fa Zou.

Whether the content of this letter is true or false remains to be determined, but she is 70% convinced that this letter is true, but it is also possible that someone wants her to deal with the bureau set up by the Yan family.

If it was true, she couldn't forgive Yan.

The candle flame flickered and shone on Wen's weird face, and the snow outside the house was heavier than last night, and Xiangmei led the matchmaker step by step towards the direction of Xiaofu.

And the Huai attic was full of joy, and even laughter came out of the building.

"Mother, my bowl is full."

Xiao Yongjue held the chopsticks and looked at the food piled up in the bowl and said a little coquettishly.

He thought about it in the ancestral hall for so long, even taking a bath every three days, the whole body stinked so bad, and he had to copy the poetry and scriptures so that his whole body was covered with ink, and he wanted to vomit when he thought of the days in the ancestral hall, and he was afraid that he would not enter the ancestral hall again in this life except for worshipping his ancestors.

Even outside there are family members staring at him, and if he doesn't copy or play clever, those people will dare to beat him.

He was a dignified young master of the Xiao family, but he was reduced to the point of being bullied by his subordinates.

"You must have suffered in the ancestral hall, this time you have to eat more, you see that you have lost weight."

Yan said distressedly, touching Xiao Yongjue's face and feeling distressed, there was still some meat on his face before, but now he is as thin as a monkey.

"Your father is so ruthless, he can't even turn a blind eye."

Yan complained, only Xiao Changge was his daughter, and her son was not.

She once sent someone to send some delicious food to Xiao Yongjue, but the family guarding outside refused to let her go.

"Well, what those people gave me to eat was not even as good as pig food."

Xiao Yongjue nodded, picked up chopsticks and gulped down the rice, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

"When I get well, they must look good, they really don't know the current affairs, and the master of the Xiao family will be me in the future!"

Xiao Yongjue said indignantly while eating.

Those meals were cold, unpalatable, and rancid, and compared to these now, it was a day and a day.

"Yes, now you take care of your body first, let's eat more."

Yan comforted and put a few more pieces of meat into Xiao Yongjue's bowl.

Xiao Yongjue probably put down his chopsticks after eating a few layers of fullness.

"Mother, when I came back, the people outside said Fourth Miss, what's wrong with Wen Ya?"