Chapter 46: Although he was asking, his tone was extremely certain.
Although he was asking, his tone was extremely certain.
Sure enough, he saw his mother hesitating and unable to speak.
Zhou Jin's anger grew stronger, and he shouted, "Mother, my sister is dead! My sister is dead!"
As he shouted, his eyes began to moisten. He could no longer control the emotions he had been holding back all day. He lowered his head in despair and sobbed, "My sister died ten years ago..."
"But... Miss Tang... she is Tiao'er, she is my daughter..." Zhou's mother was surprised and sad about her son's sudden loss of control. She didn't understand what had happened, but she couldn't help but refute what Zhou Jin said. She firmly believed that her intuition was correct, and a mother's intuition would never be wrong.
"She's not!" Zhou Jin raised his head and tightly grasped his mother's hand. "Do you want me to take you to my sister's grave to confirm it?"
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Zhou's mother suddenly shook off Zhou Jin's hand, stepped back repeatedly, and shook her head, her eyes filled with fear. "I won't go!"
Perhaps she felt her reaction was too intense, so her voice weakened, but she continued to repeat, "I won't go, I won't go..."
Looking at Zhou's mother like this, Zhou Jin felt that she was both pitiful and hateful, but when this thought came to his mind, he felt that he was even more hateful.
Wasn't it all because of him? He was the one who had no right to blame anyone for my sister's death...
Now, the only thing he can do is to let his sister rest in peace, and to live the rest of his life with a guilty heart.
Zhou Jin walked over and hugged Zhou's mother, who was trembling with fear, comforting her and begging her.
"Mother, please don't go looking for Tang Suzi anymore. Face the reality. My sister is gone..."
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"Xiao Chen, please go to the backyard workshop and get the spring clothes I made for the young master a few days ago."
In the silk shop, Zhao Hui instructed the shop assistant who was leaning over the counter, carefully selecting the right suitcase.
After a while, Xiao Chen came back with the clothes. At this time, Zhao Hui had also chosen the suitcase she liked. She took two pieces of cloth from the shelf nearby and carefully laid them on the bottom of the suitcase.
"Boss, are you sending this to the young master?" Xiao Chen asked casually as he helped fold the clothes to fit the size of the suitcase.
"Yes, since the young master is on leave today, I'd like to bring him this new spring dress so he can try it out and see if it fits him."
"The shopkeeper made it himself. The young master will love it when he wears it."
As they spoke, the clothes had been packed. The driver was already waiting outside the shop. Zhao Hui carried the clothes box and walked out of the shop.
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"I've already arranged everything with the teahouse owner."
"It's all ready." The servant looked at the slender figure walking towards the teahouse not far downstairs, feeling uneasy. He turned to look at Wang Xin beside him, "Fifth Madam, do you really want to do this?"
At this moment, Wang Xin's entire attention was focused on the woman who was extremely hateful in her eyes, and she turned a deaf ear to the servant's words.
"Fifth Madam..." Seeing that she hadn't retracted her order, the servant tried to bring up Tuoba Xuan again, "Will the Prime Minister blame you for doing this?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Xin interrupted impatiently, "Just do whatever I tell you to do! Don't forget, your indenture is in our Wang family, not in the Prime Minister's Mansion!"
The servant didn't dare say anything more and had to resign himself to dragging the toilet out from the corner of the room and moving it to the window.
As the toilet got close to him, the pungent smell of urine hit Wang Xin in the face. He covered his nose and took several steps back, but still couldn't help retching a few times.
"Fifth Madam...you...please stay away." The servant was also made to feel sick by the smoke and could not speak clearly.
Everything was ready. The servant looked out the window and saw Liu Yiyi was only ten steps away from downstairs.
"Fifth Madam, she's almost here." As he spoke, the servant lifted the chamber pot.
Wang Xin, who was still retching, became cheerful when she heard this. Although the smell of the toilet was disgusting, she wanted to see Liu Yiyi make a fool of herself so much that the excitement in her heart overwhelmed her physical discomfort. She covered her nose with a handkerchief and walked quickly to the window.
When Liu Yiyi was about to go downstairs, she decisively ordered: "Pour!"
"Fifth... Fifth Madam..." The servant was so frightened that his hands were shaking. Not to mention that the Prime Minister would blame him, this was the first time in his life that he had done such a wicked thing.
"Down!" Seeing that the opportunity was fleeting, Wang Xin glared and put pressure on him harshly.
The servant was so frightened by Wang Xin's almost distorted face that he was at a loss as to what to do. Finally, he gritted his teeth and thought, "Never mind, I'll just go for it!" Then he picked up the toilet bucket, placed it on the windowsill, and poured the liquid down.
After the sound of splashing water, the angry curses of passers-by downstairs and Wang Xin's reproaches rang out at the same time.
"Oh my god! What stinks so bad!"
"It looks like urine!"
"Who! Who fell! Who is so wicked!"...
Upstairs, Wang Xinzheng and his servants quickly hid in the next room, scolding, "Good-for-nothing! You're falling over!"
The servant said with a bitter face, "Fifth Madam, you ask me to do this, it is really too difficult for me..." Thinking of the consequences, he almost cried, "If the Prime Minister knew about this, my life would be gone..."
The servant's crying made Wang Xin impatient: "Shut up! I'll give you a body contract and ten taels of silver when I get back. Get out of here!"
The servant's behavior just now was not only due to genuine fear, but also partly because he wanted compensation from Wang Xin, but he didn't expect it to be so generous. He immediately changed his sobbing expression and kowtowed to Wang Xin repeatedly to express his gratitude, "Thank you, Madam Wu, for your kindness! Thank you, Madam Wu, for your kindness!"
"Get out of the way!" Wang Xin's mind was still immersed in the scene just now.
Forget it, even though the servant fell crookedly, a lot of it was spilled on Liu Yiyi.
Thinking of Liu Yiyi's panicked expression just now, Wang Xin smiled and felt that the breath in his heart was finally relieved a lot.
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"Boss Zhao, there seems to be a problem up ahead. There are so many people gathered here. I'm afraid the carriage can't get through."
At the driver's warning, Zhao Hui quickly lifted the curtain and looked out. She saw a large crowd gathered in front of a teahouse, making a lot of noise, and the air seemed to be filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell.
"Never mind. We're almost there anyway. I'll just walk over by myself."
Zhao Hui got off the carriage, carrying her suitcase. The closer she got to the crowd, the stronger the stench became, and she couldn't help but cover her nose with her hand.
What happened?
Driven by curiosity, she kept standing on tiptoe at the edge of the crowd, trying to look inside.
In the center of the crowd, two guards were grabbing a man wearing an indigo cotton gown and a six-handed hat embroidered with the Chinese character "tea." Nearby, a dark-skinned middle-aged man pointed at the man angrily and demanded, "You were walking down the street, and you got splashed like this? What do you think we should do? You must give me an explanation today!"
"Sir, I'm so sorry! Just now, some naughty kids upstairs were playing around and accidentally knocked over the toilet, which is why this happened..." The teahouse manager, who was being grabbed by the back of the collar, kept clasping his fists and bowing, begging for mercy with a smile. "How about this, I'll compensate you with a new set of clothes, and I'll give you free meals when you come to the teahouse within five days. Is that okay with you?"
The dark-skinned man looked like a poor commoner, probably never having the chance to step into such a high-end teahouse. Hearing the steward's words, he felt a little tempted and put down his finger in frustration. But to conceal his feelings, he still said in a pretentious tone, "I'm easy to talk to, so I'll let you go this time. But, lady, you see what we should do!"
Following the direction of the man's finger, Zhao Hui noticed the woman squatting nearby.
Half of her body was soaked, her white gauze skirt was stained yellow by the dirty liquid and stuck tightly to her body. Her hair was loose, and the hair on her temples obscured her expression.
Although the people around her felt sympathy for her, they covered their noses and dared not get close because of the unpleasant smell.
"Let him go." The woman slowly raised her head, stood up and said to the two guards.
After saying that, she turned around, as if she didn't notice the strange looks from the people around her, and walked out of the crowd with an expressionless face.
Seeing this, everyone quickly made way.
Zhao Hui also saw her appearance clearly at this time.
Isn't this... the woman who helped her pick up the cloth that day? !
After confirming that it was her, Zhao Hui hurriedly opened the chest and took out the top piece of clothing.
She paused for a moment as she retrieved the clothes. After all, she had spent nearly a month making this spring dress. But the thought of saving someone quickly took over.
She thought, forget it, I’ll make spring clothes for my son next time.
"Madam, put it on first."
Zhao Hui walked up to Liu Yiyi with clothes in her hand and said.
Liu Yiyi paused. Although she was in a state of disarray, her face remained expressionless. She was merely puzzled by the person who appeared before her.
"Did you forget? You helped me pick up the cloth at the silk shop on Lindong Street."
After hearing what Zhao Hui said, the doubt in Liu Yiyi's eyes gradually dissipated. She lowered her eyes to look at the clothes in Zhao Hui's hands, then looked up at Zhao Hui again, "No, I will dirty your clothes."
"It's okay." Zhao Hui put down the suitcase in her hand first, then walked forward without any disgust and put clothes on Liu Yiyi. "There are many people on the road, so put on this clothes first. My son's house is nearby. Come with me to clean up, and I'll find you a clean dress to change into."
"This..." Liu Yiyi was caught off guard by the clothes wrapped around her body, and the stench of smoke on her body was finally covered up a little. But she was still a little hesitant about Zhao Hui's suggestion.
"You helped me last time, so this time I'm returning the favor." Zhao Hui picked up the suitcase from the ground with one hand and pushed Liu Yiyi along with the other. She then turned around and said to the guards beside her, "You two, come with me."
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The ink seeped across the almanac, and another day was crossed out.
It’s less than half a month away from the half-year deadline...
Tang Suzi put down her pen, pushed her chair away and stood up. She decided to ask Ling An what he thought today.
They had been busy helping Lin Xiangli sell his property and comforting his family members. As of yesterday, they had finally distributed the pensions to almost every family member, and this work was nearing completion.
Then Ling An, can he go back with her?
But if Ling An goes back with her, what will Xiang Li do?
She had just lost her father and had no one else around her. Would it be too cruel for her if Ling An also left her?
However, if Ling An continued to stay in the human world, he would be violating the laws of nature and would probably lead to more severe punishment.
and……
Tang Suzi also had her own selfish motives. If Ling An didn't return with her, it would mean she had failed her mission. She herself wasn't afraid of her master's punishment, and reincarnation or not didn't matter much to her. However, she worried about the impact on her grandmother's fortune in her next life.
Tang Suzi secretly made up his mind to persuade Ling An to go back.
As for Xiang Li, I can only apologize...
She walked hurriedly, immersed in her heavy thoughts, and did not notice Fang Buyu coming towards her, nor did she notice the slippery moss on the gravel road under her feet.
Just as she was thinking about how to make it up to Lin Xiangli, she suddenly slipped. In an instant, her mind went blank and she fell backwards uncontrollably.
Fang Buyu saw her from a distance, but she looked worried. He was almost approaching her, but she hadn't noticed him yet.
Then, he saw her slip and fall backwards. Fang Buyu's heart tightened when he saw her like that, and he ran forward to pull her up.
However, the moss on the floor was too slippery. He had just grabbed Tang Suzi's hand, but the next step he took felt like he was stepping on oiled silk, and he fell forward.
The moment he fell down, he instinctively hugged Tang Su Zixuan and changed his body, placing himself underneath.
The two fell together.
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