"Hanhan is so young, won't she be scared being alone in the ancestral hall?"
Her words struck a chord with Pei Liuxuan, who was already worried: "That's right, Hanhan has been afraid of ancestral halls since she was little, and now she's locked up inside all by herself..."
As Pei Liuxuan spoke, she felt a pang of heartache and wanted to cry again, "Auntie won't talk to you anymore. Auntie will go talk to your Grandma Qin first and see if we can release Hanhan first."
Just as Pei Liuxuan was about to leave, Li Wanjun quickly followed her, "Auntie, let me go with you. I haven't been able to spend much time talking with Grandma Qin these past few days."
I'll go with you to keep Grandma Qin company and talk to her!
As she spoke, she glanced at Xiao Ruanruan and Su Xixi, intentionally or unintentionally.
Her expression seemed to be telling Xiao Ruanruan and the others that she was more favored than them in the Qin family.
Su Xixi rolled her eyes as she watched her retreating figure. "Little Ruanruan, do you think she's out of her mind? She went to Grandma Qin to plead for Qin Sihan, so she went. Why is she looking down on us?"
Who does she think she is?
Little Ruanruan stretched out a chubby little hand to soothe her older sister, "Sister, just wait and see how Grandma Qin scolds her! Adults hate it when outsiders plead for their own children."
Su Xixi's bright eyes darted around mischievously as she pulled Xiao Ruanruan along and followed.
Their room was right next to Grandma Qin's room.
Because the Qin family's house has preserved the original appearance of ancient architecture to the greatest extent, sound insulation is not very good.
From their room, they could clearly hear the voices coming from Grandma Qin's room next door.
"Mom, I know that Hanhan has made a big mistake this time and should be severely punished, but she is only six years old and has been afraid of the ancestral hall since she was little."
It was getting dark, and the child was still locked in the ancestral hall. What if he got scared again...?
"Mom, how about I go and pick Hanhan out now, and then put her back in tomorrow?" Pei Liuxuan pleaded anxiously.
Old Madam Qin sat upright on the sofa, slowly turning a string of Buddhist prayer beads in her hand. Hearing Pei Liuxuan's words, she opened her eyes and her stern gaze fell on her, "A doting mother spoils her son!"
Pei Liuxuan bit her lip, feeling somewhat resentful, but dared not speak.
Taking this opportunity, Li Wanjun stepped forward and gently patted Madam Qin's back to soothe her. "Grandma Qin, please don't be angry. Hanhan really went too far this time."
But Aunt Pei's words also make sense. Hanhan is still quite young; what if she gets frightened locking herself in the ancestral hall late at night?
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