The cauldron didn't expect to kill people like this. She thought that this was not a big deal, and the one who was really affected was Dingyuan Hou Ye Nan Huaixin.

After all, Hou Ye's affection for his wife is deep and righteous, which can be seen by even blind people. Once the lady is punished because of the little master, the Hou Ye will definitely be annoyed, and the heart of the old ancestor will be biased again.

In the calculation of breaking the cauldron, the most appropriate result of this matter is to end with the previous scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping. But she apparently didn't know what it meant to be unexpected.

Nan Qichen hid alone in the inner room. There was such a big event as a dead man outside, and Mrs. Wu couldn't take care of him for a while.

Of course, in the decades that Wu Lao Taijun has mastered the inner mansion of the Marquis of Dingyuan, it is not the first time that such a thing has happened. But this is the first time that I have seen such a simple thing and die because of such a small thing.

In the past, Nan Qichen's reputation was ruined, and Mrs. Wu only ordered her to be dumb. Qianqian's death was really because the other party went too far.

So if you ask Mrs. Wu how to deal with Mrs. Chen, she will definitely not execute the other party.

If there is a problem with the ingredients, it is a big crime to threaten the life of the master. But the key point is that Nan Qichen doesn't have anything. This is an unjust case.

When Mrs. Wu saw Nan Qichen's action of hiding in the inner room, she had already made up her mind about right and wrong.

"Qichen, you come out for me." Mrs. Wu said. This was the commanding tone she had never had for Nan Qichen.

His eyes were locked on the corpse at the door and the kneeling maid, but Old Taijun Wu's mind remembered other scenes.

When Mrs. Zou came over to propose, Nan Qichen, who suddenly ran out of the inner room, not only interjected rudely, but also directly overturned the other party's teacup.

When the eldest granddaughter-in-law Su Zhaoning entered the door, facing the new sister-in-law, Nan Qichen never had the slightest respect. Even a thirteen-year-old child arranged the affairs of his sister-in-law and brother's boudoir directly in front of his grandmother.

And also......

Mrs. Wu's heart twitched. She knew she had done a lot wrong.

She didn't want to be wrong any longer.

"Qichen, you will come out for me immediately." In his tone, Mrs. Wu already had a hint of sternness. She felt that this was already a beating on her grandson.

It's a pity that Nan Qichen is unconscious of this kind of beating.

Inside, he squatted on the ground, clasped his knees with his hands, and replied in a trembling voice: "No, I won't come out!" There are dead people out there! ”

Thinking of Mrs. Chen's eyes that seemed to be open, Nan Qichen trembled.

Mrs. Wu was not prepared to continue to indulge him. She scolded, "Dead man! Do you know why Mrs. Chen died? Does your stomach still hurt! ”

Nan Qichen, whose body was shrunk into a ball, opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He was now all in front of Mrs. Chen's blood-stained face.

No! He can't admit it! Admit that the Evil Spirits will come to him!

"I—I have a stomachache! I'm going back to my room right now! Broken cauldron, don't come in and help me! Nan Qichen shouted in a panic.

Facing such a stubborn grandson, Mrs. Wu took a deep breath and coaxed in a soft voice: "Qichen, today's matter is your mistake." You come out and explain things clearly, so that you can return your innocence. ”

"Grandmother won't punish you." Mrs. Wu assured.

Hearing this, Po Cauldron's mood suddenly relaxed. Sure enough, her guess was not wrong. At all times, it is the master who has the upper hand.

Holding Nan Qichen's hand, Pocauldron shook his head at him. If there is no punishment for admitting mistakes, why admit mistakes?

And Nan Qichen had already lost his opinion at this time, as soon as he closed his eyes, he shook his head, and all he remembered was Mrs. Chen's face.

"No, it's not me!" He decided to listen to the Cauldron's advice. The dead Mrs. Chen was still outside the door, and maybe her ghost could hear the voice. He absolutely could not admit it!

Nan Qichen made up his mind and wanted to change the topic. He was afraid that Old Taijun Wu would continue to persecute him, so he used the tricks he used to deal with his brother on his grandmother.

"Grandmother, you have left me without a father and mother since I was a child. Are you going to push me to death? Nan Qichen retorted with a sharp voice.

This sentence was immediately like a sharp knife, and it completely stabbed into Old Taijun Wu's heart without even leaving the hilt.

Is it her fault?

Yes, it's her fault.

Mrs. Wu, who was originally helped back by Mama Xu to sit back on the chair, loosened her strength, and her whole body was completely leaning on the back of the chair.

She tried hard to remember and think, when did it start, and her distressed grandson changed?

She has never loved her eldest grandson because of her eldest grandson's appearance.

And the preference for the youngest grandson is also inseparable from the reason why the youngest grandson looks like Xiao's father.

But would her son, the late Marquis Xiandingyuan, do such a ridiculous and unreasonable thing and say such a thing that reverses black and white?

No! Absolutely not!

Who made this kid like this?

Mrs. Wu is really uncomfortable at the moment. This discomfort is like a knife repeatedly stirring on the meat. This piece of meat that makes her hurt is the meat that her heart has been caring.

Unfortunately, the torture didn't end there.

Nan Wanwan heard Nan Qichen being so unreasonable, and hurriedly reprimanded loudly: "Qichen, what nonsense are you talking about, don't come to apologize to your grandmother!" ”

"I don't apologize! I wasn't wrong! The grandmother wanted to give her father a concubine, but she became angry with her mother. The mother would not have died if she had not been sick. If the mother doesn't die, the father won't die. It's your mother, you hurt me to have no father and no mother! Nan Qichen thought of Nan Wanwan's tone of reprimanding him just now, and felt extremely aggrieved.

He continued to shout in a choked voice: "If I had a father and a mother, I wouldn't be like this!" My brother scolded me, my sister scolded me, and my grandmother scolded me! ”

"Qichen, you keep saying that we scold you, have you ever wondered why we all scold you?" Mrs. Wu felt that when she said this, she couldn't feel any pain.

Sentence by sentence, she said the truth to Nan Qichen with difficulty: "Qichen, if you make a mistake, you have to admit it." You say, do you really have abdominal pain? Tell me again, Young Master Nan, who has never hated the kitchen on weekdays, why did you suddenly eat in the kitchen? Isn't your kind of today's kind of childish farce entirely your own childish farce? ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but pestle the ground heavily with her crutches. She has never been reluctant to hit Nan Qichen with this crutch, but today, she hopes that these few beatings and these questions can make the lost lamb know her way back.

More than ten years of pampering, can it be corrected in a few words?

Of course not.

Nan Qichen, who was hiding in the inner room, remembered Mrs. Chen's face every time he heard a question. He felt that his grandmother was hurting him.

She questioned him like this in front of the corpse, she had to force her to admit her mistake, did this mean that he would be asked for his life by the unjust soul?

No! He didn't admit it.

Nan Qichen raised his voice, and even shouted like a loud voice, "It's not me!" Not me! It's all you! It's grandmother, you're going to marry your sister out! It's all you! ”

"You scold my brother all day long, my brother can't play with me and my sister since he was a child! I only have one older sister! You're going to marry her off! It's all you! It's your fault! It's the one you killed! ”

These words made Mrs. Wu unable to breathe as if she had been choked by the neck.

Her hand holding the crutches went weak for a while, and the crutches in her hand fell to the ground with a thud. Tears slid down Mrs. Wu's face.

Young Master Nan profoundly interpreted the word "bastard" today.

And Wu Lao Taijun fully chewed and understood the word "self-inflicted" today.