New widow

Mrs. Song Wu looked at Mrs. Wang who was standing by the door and said softly: "At this time, what are you waiting for?"

What are you waiting for? Mrs. Wang cried: "Madam, we are just servants."

A servant cannot complain to his master. A smile appeared on Mrs. Song Wu's lips: "I can help you."

"Really?" Mrs. Wang's voice was trembling, and Chun'er also looked at Mrs. Song Wu: "Madam, we told you that you might die."

"As long as I'm here, no one dares to touch you." Mrs. Song Wu has this confidence. She is the mistress of the British Duke's house. Everyone she sees is a noble lady, and she wants to protect two servants. ,easy.

"Madam, our wife died unjustly!" Mrs. Wang knelt down, and Chun'er also knelt down: "We have guessed a thing or two, but how dare we say anything about this?"

The life, death, honor and disgrace of the servants are all controlled by the master. Even if Chu Zhixian had murderous intentions towards Mrs. Chu, people would not dare to say it even if they guessed it.

"The night before our wife left, the master went to the magistrate's office and stayed there for a full day. When he came back at night, he ordered some food and drinks and said he wanted to have a drink with his wife."

Mrs. Wang wiped her tears and choked with sobs. Chun'er nodded: "The food and wine are here, we went up to serve, but the master said that we don't need to serve, let us go and rest first. I fell asleep in a daze, and unexpectedly I heard the sound of the master and his wife arguing."

Mrs. Wang sighed: "Of course we didn't dare to persuade her. Who knew that I heard my wife say vaguely, then you kill me, if you kill me."

"The morning my wife left, I actually ate something." Chun'er wiped her tears.

"Why did you say later that you didn't eat at the post house?" Although Mrs. Song Wu knew the reason, she still wanted to ask clearly. Chun'er said softly: "Master asked us to say that my wife didn't eat at the post house, only at Lady Kuang Had tea and snacks there.”

From the very beginning, the blame was placed on Su Qiao. Mrs. Song Wu felt cold all over. It turned out that for the sake of glory and wealth, some people were really willing to ignore her daughter's life and death, and even regard her daughter as a stumbling block for herself.

"Okay, I understand everything." Mrs. Song Wu said softly, helping the two of them up: "You two, just pretend that you have never told me this."

"Thank you, madam!" Chun'er and Mrs. Wang were about to kneel down to Mrs. Song Wu again, but Mrs. Song Wu stopped them: "This is what you should do to avenge your wife's injustice."

"Our wife is a good person." Mrs. Wang could only say this when she thought of the past.

"Although my wife is a bit angry, she is generous with the money and doesn't beat or scold us." Chun'er also choked with sobs. Mrs. Song Wu nodded: "I know, you are here, and you should continue to hold the funeral as before. Don't cut off the incense in front of your wife."

"Yes!" Mrs. Wang and Chun'er both saluted Mrs. Song Wu. A sneer appeared on Mrs. Song Wu's lips. Now, the drama is about to begin.

Everyone walked out of the nunnery, Su Qiao and Yu Yulan got on the carriage, and Su Du and Wan Dequan followed on horseback. At this time, Chu Zhixian and Mr. Kuang could only get into the sedan in a hurry to see what they were going to do.

"This is my father." Su Qiao sighed softly after sitting firmly in the car. Yu Yulan patted her hand: "Don't take it to heart."

"I just feel worthless for my mother." Suqiao's expression turned sad when she mentioned her mother. That gentle and amiable mother, the one who would hug me and talk to herself gently when she was naughty and mischievous. How did the mother of the story go from being a bright young woman to being so haggard in just a few years, and finally died far away from her family.

"I don't even remember my mother." Yu Yulan sighed softly. When the flood happened, Yu Yulan was already eight years old. Normally, she should remember many things, but maybe she suffered too many frights and too many hardships. , the impression of family members is getting weaker and weaker in Yulan's heart, so faint that Yulan doesn't want to think about it.

"I'm sorry." Suqiao patted Yu Yulan's hand, and Yu Yulan smiled again: "You have nothing to do with me, but when I think about it, I will inevitably feel sad in my heart. Sometimes, my daughter will also ask I asked, did my grandmother teach me these things, but I couldn’t answer.”

"It will pass." Su Qiao's comfort seemed so dry. Yu Yulan looked outside: "Yes, it will pass. The truth will always be discovered."

Everything Mr. Kuang has will be lost soon. Su Qiao also smiled. From the beginning, Su Qiao didn't care about the name of this official daughter. What is there to care about? No matter how many names you have, you can't get your mother back. No matter how many names you have, your mother will never stop crying.

The carriage stopped in front of the magistrate's office. Su Du reined in the horse's head and looked at Suqiao's carriage.

"Don't worry." Wan Dequan stood beside Su Du and said softly. Su Du hummed, but his eyes did not leave Su Qiao's figure.

"Actually, at first, we didn't expect to..." Wan Dequan hesitated to speak. After all, they were biological father and daughter, and no one wanted their biological father and daughter to come to this point.

"You guys are so brave." The magistrate's office was surrounded. Magistrate Chu and Mr. Kuang could only stop the sedan from a distance. After hearing this, Mr. Kuang said through gritted teeth.

"Brother-in-law!" Wan Dequan has not called Mr. Kuang like this for many years, and he still feels a little jerky when he shouts it out. When Mr. Kuang heard Wan Dequan calling him like this, he was stunned for a moment and then said coldly: "You have no right to shout like this. I."

"You really don't have any sympathy for your sister, even the slightest..." Do you have any affection for your sister? Wan Dequan's words stayed under his tongue for who knows how long, but he still didn't say them out.

Master Kuang looked at Wan Dequan: "I did not deprive her of her status. She is still my first wife. That is enough."

That was enough. Wan Dequan lowered his eyes. At this time, Yu Yulan had already beaten the drum. The sound of the drum seemed to be able to shake the world. At this time, Chu Zhixian didn't say anything anymore. Let's see what other tricks they can come up with.

"Master Chu." A somewhat joking voice sounded in Chu Zhixian's ears. Chu Zhixian looked up and saw Butler Qiu standing in front of him.

"Why, you also believe those rumors that I poisoned my wife?" Now that his face was torn, Chu Zhixian didn't care about anything, so he just said this.

"Justice is in the heart of the people." Butler Qiu said softly, and then pointed to the sky: "Tell me, who can cover the sky with one hand?"