One

Mrs. Shen sat in front of the bed stupidly, her eyes were empty, and she didn't say a word, as if she was in a trance.

On the bed, lying Shen Wanjin, with his eyes closed.

Shen Qingluo shouted: "Mother." ”

Mrs. Shen didn't seem to hear it.

Shen Qingluo felt a hint of foreboding in her heart. She hurried to the bed and whispered, "Daddy!"

Shen Wanjin did not answer. His face was like a blank sheet of paper.

Shen Qingluo was shocked, she tentatively shook Shen Wanjin's body: "Dad, my daughter has taken a look at you." ”

Nanyun saw that something was wrong with the situation, stretched out a finger and gently probed under Shen Wanjin's nose.

Shen Qingluo shook her head sadly.

Nagumo breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

"My father-in-law has returned to heaven." He said softly.

Shen Qingluo's body shook, her voice trembled, as if she was angry and frightened: "What did you say?!" ”

Nanyun held her weak body and lamented, "You have to mourn." Don't forget that you are pregnant. ”

Shen Qingluo cried and pounced on Shen Wanjin like crazy: "Dad! Why don't you wait for your daughter! The unfilial daughter is late! ”

Mrs. Shen on the side suddenly spoke, as if calm and soft: "Your father is waiting for Bao'er." ”

"Bao'er?" Shen Qingluo's heart was broken.

Dad must not be able to bear the blow of losing his beloved son, and he is sick and sad.

Shen Qingluo endured her grief and hugged Mrs. Shen: "Mother, don't be sad, Bao'er must be fine, he will definitely come home, my daughter will do her best to find Bao'er." ”

Mrs. Shen's eyes fell on the void and murmured, "Bao'er." ”

Shen Qingluo became more and more frightened, and looked at Nanyun suspiciously: "My mother, she,"

Nanyun turned around helplessly, not daring to look at Shen Qingluo's eyes.

Steward Xing cried: "Since Young Master Bao disappeared, Madame has always been like this. ”

Shen Qingluo's heart was like a knife: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" ”

"It's the lord who doesn't allow it. The lord said, try not to trouble the eldest lady. Lao Xing cried: "I really can't help it, so I secretly ran to tell the eldest lady." Unexpectedly, the old man has passed away. ”

Shen Qingluo tried to stabilize her mind: "You can tell me well, why didn't Bao'er see you?" ”

"Early in the morning, Young Master Bao was playing in the garden, and no one noticed how he got out. When it was time to eat, I remembered that at that time, it was gone. Listening to the person selling baked cakes at the door, I saw that Young Master Bao seemed to have followed a black man on the street. At that time, the seller of baked cakes thought that the black man was a servant in the house, but how could there ever be such a person in our family? Lao Xing remorseful, "It's all to blame for the old slave's negligence and not being optimistic about the young master." The old slave deserves to die. ”

Shen Qingluo shook her head tiredly: "How can I blame you, so many things have happened in the family, and it is all up to you to support you until now." Now, my father has passed away, my mother is in a trance, and you still have to bother with the funeral. The matter of finding Bao'er cannot be rushed. Bao'er is smart and clever, and if she falls into the hands of human traffickers, she probably won't have any worries about her life, so she can come slowly. ”

Lao Xing held back his tears: "The eldest lady is saying that the young master fell into the hands of human traffickers?" ”

Shen Qingluo did not answer.

I hope it will fall into the hands of human traffickers, or people who want money and kidnap tickets, so that, at least, Bao'er has no worries about her life for the time being. What I am afraid of is that it will fall into the hands of the enemy.

In the end, it is a businessman, the ups and downs of the business sea, and the mercenary is for profit, I am afraid that it will attract enemies, if that is the case, I am afraid that Bao'er will be more auspicious.

According to the current situation, the possibility of kidnapping tickets is not very large, because the entire Chang'an City knows that after a lawsuit, the Shen family has not much oil and water.

The remaining two scenarios are unpredictable.

This kind of worry can only be hidden in the heart, but it cannot be said.

Bao'er is the only bloodline of the Shen family. Without him, there will be no Shen family again.

In any case, even if he sacrifices his life, he must return home safely. This is my father's wish, the only hope for my mother to live, and the hope for the Shen family to continue. Shen Qingluo swore secretly.

can't be sad, can't be weak, as the daughter of the Shen family, what you have to do is to be strong.

"Lao Xing, take care of the funeral immediately. Send someone to deliver a letter to the second sister and ask her to go home for the funeral. The third sister is far away in Jiangzhou, so there is no need to notify it first. In addition, he sent someone to deliver a letter to his uncle and told him about Bao'er, although his uncle was far away, he had a vast interpersonal relationship, and there must be a way. Shen Qingluo commanded.

"Do you ask someone to write a missing person notice and post it all over the city, offering a reward for catching the traffickers?" Lao Xing is more concerned about this matter.

"Yes, it is necessary to find Bao'er at all costs." Shen Qingluo said.

"Lao Xing, go and pave the 20,000 silver tickets, send them to the government, and ask him to block the roads out of the city, I believe that for the sake of the silver, the government will not be passive and slow." Nanyun Road.

Shen Qingluo looked at Lao Xing, "In terms of silver, you don't have to worry. However, it cannot be spent on bounty for capture. ”

"Why?" Lao Xing and Nanyun spoke almost in unison.

"Don't you think that the gangsters are in a hurry, and they will hurt Bao'er?" Shen Qingluo said slowly, "Searching for Bao'er, I'm afraid it's not an overnight thing, and now I can only visit secretly, not in a big way." Haste makes waste. It must be loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and make long-term plans. Waiting for the bad guys to relax may be a good opportunity. No matter how hard it is, I will bring her home safely. I swear. ”

"Yes. Miss. Lao Xing looked at the eldest lady, felt that he had strength, wiped his eyes, and walked quickly.

"Husband," Shen Qingluo turned her face to look at Nan Yun, helplessly, weakly, and finally couldn't stop her tears: "Tell me, what should I do?" His eyes were dark, and his body fell limply.

Nanyun hugged her body, not sad or happy.

Shen Wanjin is dead, and Bao'er is missing, which means that there is no successor to the Shen family. In other words, the huge industry of the Shen family, which disappeared out of thin air, will no longer be pursued.

Isn't it okay to sit back and relax? No longer have to sneak around to hide your unsightly wealth? Can you justifiably be the richest man in the world?

Nanyun's heart was faintly and a little uneasy.

Looking at Shen Qingluo in his arms, his brows couldn't help frowning.

This woman, in the face of the catastrophe, can still arrange everything calmly and calmly, and for a moment, there is a strangeness that he dare not look up.

This uneasiness, this strangeness, is a threat.

He suddenly thought, how could this woman have an affair with the maid Ah San?

Two

Shen Wanjin was buried three days later.

As a son-in-law, Nanyun is polite and respectful, everything is thoughtful and respectful, even Han Shijing, his brother-in-law who has always looked down on him on weekdays, has to look at him differently.

As a rule, the son-in-law does not need to guard the coffin, but Nanyun insisted on guarding the coffin for three days, on the grounds that Bao'er was not there, and as the eldest son-in-law, he had the responsibility and obligation to guard the coffin for his father-in-law.

Han Shijing sneered: "A son-in-law is half a son, and if he marries the two daughters of the Shen family at once, he is worthy of a son." ”

Nagumo was a little embarrassed.

Han Shijing is the husband of Shen Qingzhi, the second lady of the Shen family, who has always looked down on Nanyun, who is rich and wealthy because of his wife, and feels that it is a shame to be a relative of such a Bai Ding, and he has never even participated in Shen Qingluo's wedding, so speaking of which, it is the first time that he has met between his brothers-in-law.

Shen Qingzhi, the second young lady who was crying on the side, heard this, and bowed down to Nanyun Yingying: "If my brother-in-law is willing to work hard, my father must be very comforting in the spirit of heaven." ”

Han Shijing glanced at his wife.

Shen Qingzhi lowered her head and looked at her feet.

It is very embarrassing and unlucky to have no male guard, Nanyun is willing to do it for him, as the daughter of the Shen family, he is naturally grateful.

The third lady is in Jiangzhou with her husband, and the road is far away.

In this way, as a son-in-law, Nanyun guarded the spirit for three days and three nights. After three days, Han Shijing never laughed at Nanyun again. Because, in the past three days, Nanyun has never left the coffin at a step, which is not something that anyone can do.

Only this one thing, the Shen family is all happy and convinced.

"Daddy didn't see anyone wrong. My brother-in-law is really a person who understands courtesy and filial piety. Thanks to him for supporting the scene, otherwise, I don't know how to deal with the way my family looks. Shen Qingzhi looked at it and said to Shen Qingluo.

Shen Qingluo knelt in the hay next to the coffin, bowed her head and did not answer.

Qingluan was dressed in Haosu, kneeling side by side with Nanyun, looking like a golden boy and a girl.

Shen Qingzhi sighed: "Eldest sister, the fourth sister is not sensible, don't take it to heart." ”

Shen Qingluo raised her head and looked at the black coffin, her face was very calm: "What can be placed in my heart is only Bao'er's life and death." ”

Shen Qingzhi shed a string of tears: "I didn't expect that my Shen family fell to this step." Dad is dead, my aunt is confused, my uncompetitive mother······ I don't know where it went······ She couldn't bear to leave this family behind······"

Shen Qingluo's heart swelled, and she opened her mouth to vomit, causing Qingluan to look at her.

"Eldest sister is happy?" Shen Qingzhi held back her tears.

Shen Qingluo was silent, which could be regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

After a while, Shen Qingzhi said in a hesitant voice: "Doesn't my father have any last words when he is dying?" For example······"

Shen Qingluo's heart was sour.

In the last moment of my father, none of his children was by his side.

"With such a big business, you can't just give the eldest sister one person," Shen Qingzhi gritted her teeth and finally spoke, "The Shen family is not yours alone, and the eldest sister can't be too greedy, your dowry is worth ten times that of mine, when my father was alive, I didn't dare to fight for anything, although I was a concubine, I was also the daughter of the Shen family, how to say, I also have a part." ”

Shen Qingluo slowly turned her face and looked at Shen Qingzhi intently.

Shen Qingzhi's eyes were as bright as water with a hint of cowardice, but she did not flinch.

In Shen Qingluo's impression, this second sister is virtuous and soft, the most lovable of the sisters, holding poems and books all day long, and there is no dispute with the world, but today, she suddenly said such a thing, which is really surprising.

Between the skirts of the sisters next to each other, it suddenly seemed to be separated by a curtain of ice, flowing with a depressing atmosphere.

"I want to know the answer, too." Shen Qingluo's eyes fell into the distance, as if she was looking at something, but it seemed to be empty.

Her father's bones are not cold, and her daughter is already worried about the family property.

"Don't say that there are not many things at home, even if there is, and Bao'er, it won't be your turn to worry about it." Shen Qingluo sneered.

"Bao'er still doesn't know where she is? Do you want to keep your family property to yourself? Shen Qingzhi said loudly.

Nagumo quickly turned his face. Look at the two sisters. Even some of the servants outside the mourning hall looked at it inexplicably, not knowing what was going on.

Shen Qingluo said coldly: "What's the matter, I'll talk about it after my father's funeral." Shouting here, it's not a shame. ”

Shen Qingzhi lowered her head and pulled the linen cloth draped over her head, covering half of her face.

Han Shijing on the side did not speak from beginning to end.

Three

Shen Wanjin's funeral was very grand, and the funeral procession stretched the entire street.

Before Shen Wanjin's death, he was more bold in treating people, so although he was down, old friends and neighbors, shop mates, and business partners still came a lot, and they all silently joined the funeral procession.

Shen Qingluo's sisters cried and hugged behind the coffin, grief-stricken.

Compared with the Shen sisters, Mrs. Shen is stupid, her expression is blank, and she seems much quieter. The two handmaidens who supported each other were extremely sad.

Nagumo took the place of filial piety, carrying a spirit flag, and walked in front.

looked at Shen Qingluo, who was crying bitterly, and he was very worried. Such grief will not affect the fetus.

For a moment, he suddenly remembered something, and he was faintly uneasy.

He remembered what the mage had said. When a pregnant woman collides with a dead spirit, the fetus can be injured.

The matter of purple jasmine powder bathing body looks like it can't be delayed any longer.

A gust of wind blew, and the spirit flags on his head fluttered.

He stumbled upon a woman standing on the hillside in the distance.

The woman, dressed in plain clothes, was looking at the funeral procession.

Nagumo froze for a moment.

The woman seemed to notice that someone was noticing her, turned and fled quickly.

Nanyun looked back at Qingluan.

She was crying with her head down, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Xu is dazzled and misunderstood?

Nagumo shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Four

Shen Family Hall.

Shen Qingluo looked left and right, and frowned slightly: "Xiaorong, where is my uncle?" She was referring to Nagumo.

Xiao Rong looked around: "I was still here just now!" ”

"Go and find it. Hurry up. Shen Qingluo commanded.

Xiao Rong answered.

Shen Qingluo looked around. There were many people sitting in the hall.

There are several respectable neighbors specially invited by Shen Qingluo.

"Miss, please tell me if you have something." Uncle Zhao, a neighbor, said.

Shen Qingluo stood up, her voice cold and calm: "Recently, the Shen family has suffered an accident, family affairs are withering, the father has unfortunately passed away, the weak brother has disappeared at a young age, and the huge Shen family has no one to preside over the housework. Her face was gloomy, "Don't hide it from everyone, my Shen family used to be a businessman on the rich side, but after being framed, there are few left." ”

She gestured slightly.

A servant handed over a black-lacquered box.

"Today, all the properties of the Shen family are here. It's the deeds of some fields, and I invite all the neighbors to look at them. Shen Qingluo opened the box, took out a stack of posts, and displayed them one by one in front of everyone.

"Qingluo is the eldest daughter, and it is my responsibility." Her eyes swept over the people in the hall one by one, and when she saw Qingluan, she paused slightly. "I beg you to testify. These things are kept by the little woman. The reason why he did not avoid suspicion was so that when his younger brother returned home in the future, he would not be on the street and had no home. Shen Qingluo continued: "Qingluo has no other brothers, her mother is confused and can't take care of herself, if the little woman doesn't take it, I'm afraid that she will have no face to see her father under the spring in the future." ”

The crowd sighed.

Shen Qingzhi's face was very ugly.

Han Shijing stood up and said with a smile: "The eldest lady is really touching when she misses her mother's family. It's just that in this Chang'an City, everyone knows that most of the shops of the Shen family are now surnamed Nan, how can this be explained? I heard that Zunfu and Boss Cai worked together to take down the Yue family's Fengxiangfang, but is there such a thing? ”

Shen Qingluo smiled: "This is indeed the case." My father is alive and already knows this. It was indeed a clumsy husband who handled it and sold the ancestral business of the Shen family. As for the Nanjia shop, it was originally a little woman's makeup, and when her father was alive, it had been analyzed very clearly, and she didn't have to worry about her brother-in-law. ”

Uncle Zhao, a neighbor, said: "We have heard that Nan Xianggong had to do it as a last resort to save his father-in-law." As far as I know, these properties were bought by Boss Cai, and it's not about Nan Xianggong's business, so don't misunderstand Aunt Han. ”

"Misunderstanding?" Han Shijing sneered, "I want to see who misunderstood!" What a gesture to pretend to be! ”

Shen Qingluo smiled: "My brother-in-law cares about the Yue family, why, when my father was in prison, he didn't come to care?" Instead, he hid far away, for fear of endangering Han Shilang's official position. ”

Han Shijing was annoyed and angry: "Who cares about your family's broken things!" He looked back at Shen Qingzhi and shouted, "Don't leave yet!" ”

Shen Qingzhi wanted to speak and stopped, turning back as she walked, her eyes revealing a complicated expression, as if she was sad and helpless.

Shen Qingluo was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that she said those words, insincerely? Could it be that he was coerced by Han Shijing?

Han Shijing hurriedly walked out and met Nanyun who was coming on.

Nanyun didn't know what to do, and asked politely, "Where is Brother Han?" ”

Han Shijing gave him a vicious look and walked straight past him.

"Where did it go? Is this coming? I can't find you anywhere. Shen Qingluo said dissatisfied.

"Oh," Nagumo smiled, "I'm a little tired, go sleep for a while." ”

"Where do you sleep? Didn't I tell you to come to the hall for something? Shen Qingluo couldn't understand.

Nanyun looked at him left and right: "There are so many people, what are you doing?" ”

Shen Qingluo closed her eyes tiredly: "Forget it, it's over." Don't mention it. I am so tired. ”