Chapter 45 Qingbao went to the underworld to ask for people, who dared not give them to her?
"Grandma, Mengmeng doesn't understand. If that's the case, why would Third Uncle blame Mother?"
As Su Mengmeng spoke, she looked at Si Yao with heartache in her eyes and continued, "Mother went there to save Father, but Qingbao refused to save Father."
Ultimately, this whole thing is Qingbao's fault.
The third uncle couldn't see clearly; he could only see that he was disabled and didn't care about his mother's feelings at all.
"Good child, Grandma will explain all this to your third uncle." Madam Si stroked Su Mengmeng's head, then turned to Si Yao and said.
"Good child, don't be sad. Your third brother is just angry. After a while, he will accept the fact and be fine."
That's not the most urgent matter.
Instead, she needs to find a way to get rid of that jinx, Qingbao!
*
night.
The servants were guarding Si Ye's mourning hall.
The white lanterns swayed in the wind, and the candlelight cast the shadows of three people.
No, there are four.
There was another one who was too short for the lantern to reach.
Qingbao was led by Madam Si, while Granny Gui and Sihe followed behind with lanterns.
They stopped and dismissed the servants.
Madam Si said to Qingbao, "Child, are you really confident you can bring your second uncle back?"
This is no small matter.
If things go wrong, even Qingbao might not escape this fate.
Qingbao nodded. "He probably got carried away with drinking down there. Qingbao should go down there and bring Second Uncle back before dawn."
"Qingbao, you are so good. Your second uncle used to dislike your mother, but you were still very rational when it came to matters of principle. Your great-grandmother is truly grateful to you."
When Madam Si got to this point, she was so moved that tears streamed down her face.
"You must love your family as much as your great-grandmother did, right?"
Qingbao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head. "The main problem is that he owes my mother five hundred taels of silver and hasn't paid it back. It would be too easy for him to die like this."
Madam Si: ...
The tears of emotion welled up instantly, and she stared blankly at Qingbao.
Qingbao thought she had said something wrong, and nervously added,
“Great-grandmother, that’s not what Qingbao meant. What Qingbao meant was: even if my second uncle is going to die, he should return my mother’s five hundred taels first.”
Madam Si's lips began to twitch.
No, these five hundred taels are more important than your second uncle's life?
Seeing that she still didn't speak, Qingbao lowered her head and added, "My second uncle went to the underworld. Even if he returns the money to my mother, it will be ghost money, which can't be spent in the human world."
"Qingbao didn't mean anything by it, Qingbao just wants him to pay her back!"
"Great-grandmother, why aren't you saying anything?"
My great-grandmother's eyelids twitched violently. "Even if he dies, he still has to pay back the money?"
"Yes, but Qingbao doesn't want ghost money. Let him come back to life and then pay it back." Qingbao nodded innocently and continued:
"After you pay it off, you can die. Qingbao won't care."
She and her mother endured so much hardship because her second uncle refused to repay the money.
Even if Qingbao had to go to the underworld to demand her uncle return the money, she would still insist that he pay it back!
Five hundred taels of silver could buy a whole sugar and pastry shop, ensuring Qingbao would have an endless supply of sugar and pastries and meat buns for the rest of her life.
Madam Si's heart pounded.
She went to the coffin, grabbed Si Ye's body, and slapped him twice.
"You scoundrel! You even cheated your own sister out of her money. Now look what you've done! Qingbao has no feelings for you, only interests!"
Look what these grandsons have done to Madam Si and Si Yao!
They're all useless, mistaking a pearl for a fish eye.
"Madam, please stop smoking," said Granny Gui, a little frightened.
Madam Si said, "Don't stop me. This good-for-nothing, if he didn't only care about money, Qingbao and he might actually have a good relationship."
Granny Gui: "I didn't stop you. I was thinking that he might come back to life if you did it this way. Why not try dismembering him by five horses?"
Even if they survive, they'll be in pieces, scattered here and there.
If you're lucky, you might be able to piece it all back together.
If you're unlucky, you'll have to go inside a dog's belly to find your head.
Sihe was horrified: "Grandmother, that's enough, that's enough! If you keep doing this, Second Brother won't be able to come back to life."
"He'er, here, only you care about your second brother. Grandmother knows you are the most sensible. Family members should be like you, putting aside past grievances in the face of life and death." Old Madam Si looked at her with a face full of satisfaction.
Si He said, "No, the main problem is that he hasn't paid me back yet."
Madam Si: ...
Enraged, she slapped Si Ye's corpse again.
"You brat, you've done so many awful things, you're getting your comeuppance now."
That's a bit too harsh a retribution.
He died instantly, just like Qingbao at the start.
Qingbao lit seven oil lamps and took out the picture of Yama that she had drawn with the judge's brush before.
The blueprints were unfolded, and the patterns emanated a faint spiritual energy, seemingly leading to the underworld.
"In a moment, Qingbao's soul will leave her body and go down to find her second uncle. Great-grandmother and mother must keep a close watch on these seven lamps. If the lamps go out, Qingbao and her second uncle will never be able to come back."
Qingbao gave her instructions with a serious expression.
In front of her, three tall adults looked down at her and nodded earnestly.
"Don't worry, Mother won't let anyone near," Si He said firmly.
With Madam Si holding absolute power in the Si family, no one would dare to cause trouble as long as she is here.
Therefore, Qingbao was very relieved.
She sat cross-legged, closed her soft, innocent eyes, and died with a snap.
He seemed to have passed away peacefully.
*
In the underworld.
The King of Hell tied Si Ye to a pillar, placed the picture in front of him, and shook it vigorously.
"Tell me, do I look like this?"
Si Ye answered yes, and as a result, he was whipped ten times.
Si Ye answered no, and as a result, he was whipped twenty times.
A day and a night passed, and he was covered in wounds.
"Lord Yama, I just think you're handsome and dashing, much more so than in the paintings, why are you hitting me?"
Si Ye was exhausted from crying; her soul was tormented, and the pain was unbearable.
It hurts more than physical torture.
He has been beaten for a whole day and night.
We agreed to go down for drinks, but it turned out to be pure torture.
"If I want to hit you, I naturally need a reason. Have I heard that you treat Qingbao badly?" he said.
The King of Hell's beard stood on end. "I've raised this baby for ten years, and you've treated her badly! You're all scoundrels! Guards, beat him up!"
The whip-wielding imp lashed Si Ye twenty more times.
"I've never treated her badly. I'm already the first uncle to treat her well."
"Waaaaah, Qingbao, please come and save your second uncle!"
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