Zhong Ling's words finally stopped Zhang Yinghua's words of persuasion, she looked at her daughter for a few seconds, and finally sighed helplessly, planning to find time to talk to her daughter later.

Now it's really time to deal with Yu'er's aftermath.

But when it comes to dealing with it, how to deal with it.

Thinking of Zhong Zhengzhi's indifferent attitude just now, Zhang Yinghua was cold and angry, seeing Zhong Zhengzhi like that, she didn't intend to pay attention to this matter at all.

Is her child to be buried in a field so casually?

Zhang Yinghua was very unwilling to do this.

But she didn't have any reason to make trouble.

Because according to custom, children who die young are not allowed to enter the ancestral grave, and at the same time, children who die will not hold a funeral, just bury a grave.

Seeing that Zhang Yinghua was in a trance, she couldn't speak for a while.

Zhong Ling's eyelids lifted, and he looked at the two maids who were whispering at the small door, and his eyes sank slightly.

Picking roses, picking butterflies.

These two maids are the pair of maids who accompanied Mrs. Zhong to return to their hometowns this time.

Of course, this is the case on the bright side, but in fact, the two of them are from the third aunt Su Huiran's side, and they only do things for the third aunt.

Just like last night, I should have been out vigil at any time to listen to Hou's orders, but I didn't have any, but I went to sleep by myself.

Including this morning, I didn't say boiling hot water and waiting for people to wash my face, but I didn't get up until I heard the commotion.

It can be said that Mrs. Zhong has these two maids, which is equal to nothing.

There are many things that Mrs. Zhong did herself.

So much so that in the past few years, it can be said that I have suffered a lot, and I am so haggard and old.

Zhong Ling thought about the masochistic picture of Mrs. Zhong Zhong in his memory, and the coldness in his eyes was a little more.

But she didn't do anything in a hurry, just looked at the two maids, and explained expressionlessly: "Cai Wei went to buy a coffin and came back, and Cai Die went to buy some paper money to come back for the funeral." ”

Facing the cold gaze of the second young master, and being taken by the coldness in it, Cai Wei Cai Butterfly shrank for a moment, and for the first time she was a little trembling in front of the second young master.

Because they haven't forgotten the methods used by the Second Young Master to the Third Young Master.

That's the third young master.

The second young master dared to smash into the water tank like that, smashing the third young master into a daze, and in the end, he was not punished much.

Just thinking about it makes my heart tremble.

So the two pursed their lips, and they didn't dare to shirk the order as usual, after all, who knows if the second young master who is not normal now will be ruthless to them.

So Cai Wei replied honestly: "Second young master, there are no coffins directly sold in the town, they all need to be ordered in advance, and if they are set now, it will take several days." ”

Cai Die walked up to Zhang Yinghua, stretched out her hand and said, "Madam." ”

It means to ask for money.

Zhang Yinghua glanced at Cai Die, and was about to take out the silver, but was stopped by Zhong Ling.

She looked at Cai Die lightly and said, "The silver money, it's up to you." ”

Cai Die looked at the second young master in astonishment and said, "Second young master, how can the silver money come out of the slave maid, the slave maid has no silver money." ”

"No money?"

Zhong Ling's eyes narrowed, and he kicked on Cai Die's abdomen abruptly.

Cai Die didn't expect the second young master to suddenly move his feet, and the speed was still so fast.

Bang......

With a scream, Cai Die's body rolled in the snow several times in a row, until it hit the courtyard wall over there to stop the rolling.

This scene shocked Cai Wei on the side, and Zhang Yinghua and Zhong Shulan again.

In the stunned eyes of several people, Zhong Ling paced over gracefully.

Cai Die, who had recovered from the pain and dizziness, looked at the upper of the shoes walking towards her on the snow, half-propped up her body, held her head high, and looked at Zhong Ling angrily with a pair of eyes.

"Second Young Master...... Even if you are the master, you can't help but treat our maid as a human being, what did the slave say wrong, you want to beat me? ”