Qin Shu walked out of the room and said in an unhappy tone: "I'm here. If there is anything, can't we wait until dawn to talk about it? Don't you see what time it is now!"
Her cold and emotionless eyes lightly glanced at the three people sitting on the sofa.
Sixth Uncle's well-maintained face turned ashen and he looked very angry.
Uncle Qin and Zhao Erniu's faces were not looking good either. Their eyes were red and they were filled with sadness.
"Bang——"
When Zhao Erniu saw Qin Shu, she fell to her knees.
"Ah Shu! I beg you, please let me bury Baozhu!"
Qin Shu's brows knitted tightly, and her tone became colder: "You want to bury your own daughter, what does it have to do with me? On the day when Qin Baozhu was kicked out of the family tree, I said that she would not be buried in the Qin family's ancestral tomb after her death."
Zhao Erniu cried and shook her head: "Baozhu is not buried in the Qin family's ancestral tomb. I want to fulfill her last wish and bury her in our back mountain, which is not far from the ancestral tomb, so that she can rest in peace."
"Last wish?" Qin Shu murmured softly.
She had a hunch that something was wrong and looked at her uncle and aunt calmly.
The mess Qin Baozhu left behind was really hateful. First, it almost caused her to break up with Xie Lanzhi, and now no one knew what she was doing.
Want to be buried in the back hills and rest in peace?
Does she deserve it!
At this time, the sixth uncle spoke up: "Ah Shu, although Baozhu was kicked out of the family tree, she is still considered a member of Yushan Village. If she is not buried in the Qin family's ancestral tomb, it would not be a big deal to bury her in the back mountain."
After all, the villagers of Yushan Village also arranged their cemeteries in the back mountain.
Qin Shu didn't say anything, but continued to stare at her second uncle and aunt, making their eyes flicker and their faces full of guilt.
Doubts arose in her heart. Could it be that Qin Baozhu had some other trick up her sleeve?
The coffins of successive generations in the Qin family's ancestral tomb had all become cenotaphs, which gave her some guesses.
"I'm not that unkind. You guys can make the arrangements as you see fit."
Qin Shu yawned lazily and agreed to bury Qin Baozhu in the back mountain.
When Zhao Erniu heard this, she was so excited that tears filled her eyes and she even kowtowed to Qin Shu several times.
"Thank you, Ah Shu, thank you!"
Qin Shu's eyes gleamed brightly, and when Zhao Erniu kowtowed, she nimbly dodged.
The Sixth Uncle stood up and assured Qin Shu, "Qin Baozhu's actions during her lifetime brought shame to the family. The Qin family will not hold a grand funeral for her. We will go back tonight and bury her overnight."
Qin Shu looked indifferent, and said the same thing: "It's up to you."
After getting her nod, Sixth Uncle, Second Uncle Qin, and Zhao Erniu came and went in a hurry.
Qin Shu stood there, staring at the closed door and fell into deep thought.
What exactly does Qin Baozhu want to do?
Xie Lanzhi pulled Qin Shu's shirt down and said in a conflicted tone, "Shu, this shirt is dirty, don't wear it."
"Hmm?" Qin Shu looked back blankly: "What did you say?"
Xie Lanzhi looked at her absent-minded look and repeated it helplessly.
"I told you that your clothes are dirty, so you shouldn't wear them."
"Where is it dirty?"
Qin Shu lowered her head to check, and because the sleeves of her shirt were long, her hands were clutching the cuffs.
Xie Lanzhi didn't answer. He stared at her hands clutching her sleeves, the confusion on her face becoming more obvious.
Even though he didn't say anything, Qin Shu noticed it keenly.
The fabric that was soft in the past seems to feel different today.
She loosened her sleeve from her palm and saw the stained cuffs with dried marks clearly visible.
"Xie Lanzhi!!!"
Qin Shu's expression changed slightly and she raised her voice and roared.
Xie Lanzhi took his time to help her take off her shirt: "I'll go get you a new one."
Qin Shu stared at the bony and slender hand in front of her, and her heart trembled uncontrollably.
It is these hands that seem to have some kind of magic and they know how to play hard to get.
Let her stay in the office during the day and experience what it means to be unable to live or die.
Xie Lanzhi has transformed from a novice to what he is now. The number of times he has eaten meat can be counted on two hands. No one knows where he got so many different methods.
Xie Lanzhi knew that Qin Shu not only had a keen sense of smell, but also had a little bit of psychological mysophobia, so he picked up the shirt and prepared to destroy the body.
Qin Shu's calm voice came from behind: "Xie Lanzhi, I want to go back to Yushan Village and leave now."
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