I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 150 Handkerchiefs
Sheng'er carried the food into the room, and when she turned around, she closed the door tightly.

Huier was very depressed, wondering if their mother and son really kept mice as pets?

Thinking of the big bowl full of rice, she couldn't help asking: "Aunt Bai, is that mouse in your house good to eat?"

Lin Chuqian couldn't help but chuckled when she heard it, and then nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, it's very edible, and it's almost like a pig."

Hui'er was at a loss for words and had nothing to say.

Lin Chuqian smiled lightly for a while, rubbed her fingers on the wooden box, and suddenly asked, "Hui'er, what kind of embroidery is on your handkerchief?"

"Handkerchief?" Hui'er subconsciously pulled out her close-fitting handkerchief, looked down, and said, "The handkerchief of this slave is embroidered with auspicious clouds."

Lin Chuqian took her handkerchief and glanced at it. The auspicious clouds on it were too abstract. She complained in disgust, "Your embroidery is too ugly."

"I..." Hui'er put the handkerchief back into her bosom angrily, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What can I do if I can't embroider it well?"

Since Hui'er entered the mansion, she has been doing the work of a rough servant girl. Naturally, she is not as particular about it as others. She either buys handkerchiefs outside or asks someone to help her embroider. Her monthly income is meager, so she naturally doesn't pay attention to handkerchiefs. Think about objects.

Lin Chuqian smiled knowingly, brought the wooden box in front of her, and slowly opened it.

Hui'er was attracted by the wooden box, and looked at it curiously. After opening it, looking at the scarlet writing inside, she couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

"This is." Hui'er covered her mouth in surprise.

Lin Chuqian replied flatly, "Xiao Yu wrote this before she died."

Of course, Hui'er has heard about the ghosts in the mansion recently, and she also knows that people are spreading the news that Xiao Yu died with hatred and lingering ghosts.

Seeing the handkerchief at this time, he quickly took a step back in fright, and said tremblingly, "Why is this handkerchief here?"

Lin Chuqian's reaction was within Lin Chuqian's expectation. She sighed softly and explained, "Oh, I think you also know about Xiao Yu. Now the master wants to find out about Xiao Yu so that she can leave quickly and go to reincarnation. , so let me check to see if this handkerchief belongs to Xiaoyu."

At this time, it was pitch black outside, and Lin Chuqian took out the handkerchief suddenly, which really scared her beyond recognition.

After listening to her explanation, Hui'er calmed down a little. She mustered up the courage to take a closer look, but she didn't see any clues.

She asked: "This handkerchief was used by Xiao Yu to write a blood book before she died. If it's not hers, who else could it be?"

Lin Chuqian reached out to take out the handkerchief and spread it on the table, raising her hand to signal her to take a closer look.

Hui'er didn't understand what she wanted her to do, so she looked closer suspiciously with a wrinkled face.

The densely packed blood characters looked very frightening.

"What do you see?" Lin Chuqian asked.

Huier shook her head. "Didn't see anything? The servants are illiterate and can't see anything. This handkerchief looks like an ordinary handkerchief."

illiterate?
Lin Chuqian was slightly taken aback, and then suddenly thought of it.

That's right, isn't everyone in this mansion literate?

Now is not the 21st century, there is no nine-year compulsory education.Ordinary people don't even have food to eat, so how could prostitutes pay for their children to go to school.

Illiteracy abounds.

She suddenly came to her senses, and asked impatiently, "Is Xiaoyu literate?"

"I don't know." Hui'er shook her head. "The servant is not familiar with her, so how could she know that she can't read or write, but she can write so many words, so she must be able to read."

Hui'er is the servant girl in the kitchen, and Xiao Yu is in the wife's room. Although both of them are servants, their status is not the slightest difference.

At most, the two met once or twice when Xiao Yu went to the kitchen to help his wife make soup, and there was basically no intersection between them.

Lin Chuqian thought so too, it would be strange if Huier knew.

But how could she go after the handkerchief without showing her face?
She silently looked at Hui'er again, she grinned and said with a smile: "Hui'er, I want to ask you to do me a favor!"

(End of this chapter)