Ji Qian had wanted to ask this question yesterday. The voice of the wooden carving sounded like that of a little girl, but according to their calculations, even the youngest daughter of the Qian family was already nineteen years old.
Not only do the ages not match, but Qian Jingxuan's letter also mentioned that his aunt's name is Qian Handuo, not Qian Hanying, as mentioned by the wooden doll yesterday.
Moreover, Ji Qian already had a clue about Qian Handuo's whereabouts, but was waiting for the right time to confirm it.
“Ying’er…” Upon hearing Ji Qian’s question, Madam Qian pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind: “Ying’er is our second daughter.”
"Second daughter?" Ji Qian was really surprised by this answer. She thought Qian Hanying was Qian Handuo's younger sister.
Madam Qian's tone revealed a hint of bitterness: "Ying'er and Duo'er are twin sisters, but they have different personalities since childhood. Duo'er is quiet and Ying'er is active."
When the two girls were six years old, my husband and I took them back to our hometown to pay respects to our ancestors. Ying'er went out to play and accidentally fell into a pond; she just died there.
When the matter was mentioned, Mrs. Qian seemed to still be able to recall how she felt when she heard the devastating news.
Although she came from a poor family, she was deeply loved by her parents from a young age, and she and her husband were childhood sweethearts with an unbreakable bond.
Not to mention, as Mr. Qian's shops opened one after another, Mrs. Qian went from being a peasant girl to a well-known wealthy lady in Zijing City.
It can be said that before Qian Hanying's incident, Madam Qian had hardly suffered any hardship.
Therefore, Qian Hanying's death was a devastating blow to Madam Qian.
After that, Madam Qian did not return to the city for a long time.
She bought a piece of land in the village and worked day and night like an ordinary peasant woman. She even learned to fight and argue with the older woman from the neighboring farm.
Speaking of which, Madam Qian was quite talented. In just five years, she became the most invincible person in the entire village when she cursed others. Even the donkeys on the road would take a detour when they saw her.
Swearing might really be a way to vent emotions; it was certainly effective for Mrs. Qian.
But the pain of losing a daughter is something that can never be resolved, no matter how hard one tries.
Mrs. Qian thought she would never see her daughter who died young again, but she never expected to be reunited with her after death.
Thinking of this, Madam Qian couldn't help but look up at Ji Qian. Although this girl was rude, cunning, and fierce, she was still very grateful to her for allowing her and her daughter to reunite.
Ji Qian felt very uncomfortable under Madam Qian's gaze, so she quickly changed the subject to Qian Hanying: "Then why is the Second Miss in this wooden carving?"
Madam Qian had no answer to this question, so she could only look down at Qian Hanying.
"I don't know either. I only remember going out to play, accidentally slipping and falling into the pond, and then when I opened my eyes, I was like this."
Although she died young, Qian Hanying had excellent language skills and described her experience very clearly: "I lived in a very dark little box for a long time. At first, I could still hear voices coming from outside, but later I couldn't hear anything at all."
Until recently, I could hear voices outside again, but this time the voices were all unfamiliar.
"Luckily I met you sisters, otherwise I might never have seen my parents again." Qian Hanying said, then snuggled back into Madam Qian's arms.
Their bodies, made of paper and wood, weren't exactly soft, but they seemed to still be able to feel each other's warmth.
"Hmm... Do you have any clues about the origin of this wood carving?"
"This wood carving was a gift from my brother. He said it would bring me good luck and protection!"
"To ensure safety?"
"To my shame, although my second son has achieved academic success, he has been keen on seeking immortals and Buddhas since childhood. This wood carving was brought back by him after visiting a temple."
He claimed it had been blessed by a master and could protect its owner.
He brought back a pair, one for each of his two younger sisters. After Ying'er left, my second son took the wood carving back.
As for Duoniang's, it should still be in the house inside the city.
Seeing that his youngest daughter couldn't explain it clearly, Mr. Qian personally spoke up and told Ji Qian about the origin of the wood carving.
"So, that courtyard in the middle is your second young master's residence?"
"Yes, the backyard is for my eldest son. They are both married now, so it's more convenient for them to live here."
Ji Qian never expected that this questioning would yield such an unexpected result!
After bidding farewell to the Qian family of three, Ji Qian hurriedly called Han Mengyao and Xu Qi, who were still in the courtyard, and together they walked towards the back courtyard.
Ji Qian had left in a hurry yesterday and hadn't had a chance to properly look around the courtyard. Only now did she realize that the courtyard was quite large, with four side rooms alone.
Without the emergency response from yesterday, Ji Qian's steps toward the house became much slower.
Although she has captured the burn ghost that was lurking in the courtyard, who can guarantee that there are no other ghosts causing trouble here?
Han Mengyao, on the other hand, remained fearless as always.
Despite encountering some minor mishaps yesterday, she remained true to her tank-like nature.
Seeing that Ji Qian was still hesitating at the door, Han Mengyao acted decisively and pushed open the door first, only to be covered in dust.
"That's not right. The production team should have cleaned this place up. Why is there still so much dust?" Xu Qi, standing at the back of the group, raised a reasonable question.
Ji Qian also sensed something was wrong and was hesitating whether to reach out and touch it when the burn victim, who had followed Xu Qi all the way here, couldn't hold back any longer:
"After your people cleaned it up, they used a big black thing to blow it up."
I really don't understand what you guys are thinking. We finally cleaned it up, and now you want to make it dirty again.
"Hey, you saw that bald fat guy yesterday too. He's got some mental issues, so it's normal for him to act strangely."
[Director Liu: Are you going to curse me again?]
The assistant director delivered a rocket.
Are celebrities this arrogant these days, openly insulting directors?
[Are you new here? This is Ji Qian! Forget about her cursing the director, I suspect she'll try to harm Director Liu one day.]
I remember Ji Qian used to be quite normal when she participated in shows, how come she's so arrogant now?
There's a rumor that Ji Qian is preparing to take the civil service exam. Since she's practically become an ambassador for metaphysics, she probably has no intention of entering the entertainment industry.
【Oh! My version is different. I heard that Ji Qian is preparing to become a nun】
Metaphysics, taking civil service exams, and becoming a monk—these three are not mutually exclusive!
[Yeah, she's practically an ambassador for metaphysics now, all she needs to do is shave her head!]
I can't even imagine how happy Director Liu will be if Ji Qian shaves his head bald.
[Coward, I dare to dream!]
This is to the point where we need to set off firecrackers to celebrate.
Most of the furniture in the house was moved in for filming; the original furniture, weathered by time, had long since become antiques and were moved back to the TV station.
So the only things in the entire room worth searching carefully are the walls and the hidden compartments that Zhao Chengyuan mentioned earlier.
Zhao Chengyuan had to leave temporarily in the morning because of an advertisement shoot. Before leaving, he specifically told Ji Qian the location of the hidden compartment in the room.
Although Ji Qian felt it was unnecessary, after all, judging from the burned ghost's appearance, he must be very familiar with this room.
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