If the business woman does not help the poor, the villain's dream of prosperity will be shatter

Qin Jingchang took the key and tried to find the keyhole for a long time, but he couldn't insert the key.

He was so angry that he threw the key at Liu Yinghua and said, "You open it!"

Liu Yinghua's legs went weak. She picked up the key from the ground and opened the door.

If the previous warehouses might have been moved before the accident of Qin Jingyuan and his wife, but this one, it is absolutely impossible!

Because before the funeral, Liu Yinghua and Qin Shu came to this warehouse together to select the jewelry and calligraphy and paintings to be buried with the deceased.

There are real treasures in here.

Each one is worth a fortune.

She even found a gold-painted box on the wooden shelf on the west side.

According to that damn girl, it was her mother's private money and the shop contract that came with her as a dowry...

Liu Yinghua closed her eyes and didn't dare to open them. Qin Jingchang beside her didn't make any movement.

Her heart was pounding and she quietly opened her eyes a little.

As soon as he took a look, his eyes widened: This warehouse is still empty!

Liu Yinghua's eyes went dark and she felt a surge of anger in her heart, which was beating rapidly.

She staggered a few quick steps and rushed to the empty shelf.

He no longer cared whether anyone could hear him. He rubbed his hands against the empty wooden frame, his heart aching and he screamed hysterically, "Ah, ah, my silver! My treasure! Damn it, this is going to kill me!"

In the empty warehouse, only Liu Yinghua's wailing was heard, deafening and resounding.

Like a devilish sound drilling into your brain.

Qin Jingchang's head was throbbing, his face turned pale, he snatched the key from Liu Yinghua's hand, and rushed out of the warehouse like crazy.

Liu Yinghua cried so hard that her face was covered with snot and tears, and she stumbled and crawled after him.

Qin Jingchang opened a warehouse...

empty.

Open it again.

Still empty.

All eight warehouses were wide open. The dark doors were like big mocking mouths, mocking the great dream that Qin Jingchang and his wife had once had.

What a hell!

Where did all the things go?

Liu Yinghua felt like her heart was about to break.

She knelt down in front of the storehouse door, slapping the ground and howling, "My silver! My treasure! How can this be said? Who is so wicked that he stole all my things?"

"Oh my heart..." Liu Yinghua opened her mouth wide and cried so hard that she couldn't breathe.

She looked at Qin Jingchang and pounded her chest with her hands, "Master, I can't live any longer. My heart is in so much pain that I can't live any longer."

"Who the hell is this, with a rotten heart and lungs? My money! My life..."

Liu Yinghua cried and rolled on the ground, "He really didn't leave me any..."

Distressed!

Uncomfortable!

Going crazy!

It's more painful than when her own father died!

Qin Jingchang gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "Enough!"

He turned around and said, "Let's go to the main courtyard."

Liu Yinghua cried and hiccuped, "If so, the main courtyard will also..."

"Shut up!" Qin Jingchang said with a gloomy face, "Yesterday, I took the jade disk that my elder brother hung in front of the bookshelf from the study in the front yard. No matter how cunning that thief is, he can't move everything in the study overnight!"

Liu Yinghua burst into tears, feeling bitter and helpless: What if the things in the study are still there?

That's not shabby.

The good stuff is in the backyard.

But Liu Yinghua always obeyed Qin Jingchang's words.

The two of them didn't say a word along the way, and the air pressure was so low that it could freeze people to death.

After Qin Shu left home and went to Pudu Temple, Qin Antai only pretended to stay in the mourning hall for a while when someone from the clan came to pay tribute during the day.

As soon as it got dark, we returned to Xifu.

The empty mourning hall was filled with white banners with black borders, with only an altar in the middle, on which the spirits of Qin Jingyuan and Zuo were enshrined.

The incense in the incense burner in front of the spirit tablet had long since burned out.

Qin Jingchang thought for a moment, then walked over and lit a stick of incense for Qin Jingyuan. He held the incense in his hand and whispered, "Brother, please don't blame me. I can't do anything about it. I beg you to leave me a way out for the sake of our brotherhood."

When the incense was inserted into the incense burner, it broke with a click.

Qin Jingchang immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He lit another stick of incense, put it in again, and it broke again.

Qin Jingchang's face turned pale. He simply threw the incense on the table and said, "Let's go to the study room."

Liu Yinghua was so frightened by this scene that she was shaking all over as if she had malaria. She followed Qin Jingchang into the inner room like a puppet with a pale face.

The inner room was empty, even the calligraphy and paintings that Qin Jingyuan usually hung on the wall were gone.

Except for some wooden furniture, all the decorations, even flowers and plants, are gone!

Liu Yinghua was overwhelmed with grief and started crying again with a whimper.

Qin Jingchang exhaled heavily and said, "Let's go to the back and take a look."

Behind is the residence of my eldest brother and his wife.

At the beginning, Qin Shu asked Nanny Chun to take the key and put all the furnishings in the house into the warehouse.

Liu Yinghua knew about this matter.

But she didn't dare tell the furious Qin Jingchang.

When we arrived at the backyard, we were not surprised at all: there was nothing valuable in the main house, the wing rooms, the inner rooms on both sides, the side rooms and the ear rooms.

Even the decent furniture was gone.

The whole yard, except for Qin Shu's room, seemed so clean as if it had experienced a major looting!

Liu Yinghua wanted to cry but had no tears. She looked at Qin Jingchang, whose face was ashen, and asked, "Master?"

Qin Jingchang seemed to be frozen in place, standing there motionless.

Liu Yinghua couldn't help but call out again, "Master..."

"What's your name? What's your name?!"

Qin Jingchang suddenly exploded, his face turned purple, and his scarlet eyes seemed to be spewing blood.

He bared his teeth like a mad wolf and shouted at Liu Yinghua: "What else can you do besides crying? What are you screaming for? Are you blind? It's gone! It's gone!"

Qin Jingchang turned around on the spot, his chest heaving violently, his breathing wheezing, and slapped Liu Yinghua to the ground, "It's all gone!"

Liu Yinghua covered her face, too frightened to say a word: It wasn't her who did it, why did you hit her?

but……

That's hers too!

The happy days she had been looking forward to for so long and the life of a noble lady she had dreamed of for countless days and nights, just like that, became a bubble!

Liu Yinghua felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her heart, making her feel uncomfortable.

She sat down on the ground, crossed her legs, and burst into tears, "Ahhh, my father, my mother, my daughter..."

Liu Yinghua pounded her chest with her fists, crying out of breath, "I feel so miserable!"

Qin Jingchang wished he could kick this stupid woman to death!

She is suffering, isn't I suffering too?

When a woman is upset, she can roll over and cry. What should he do? !

Qin Jingchang looked at the woman rolling on the ground and said quietly, "At least we still have that warehouse of dowry..."

Liu Yinghua got up with a chuckle, her nose dripping with snot, and said, "But Master, that's Yi'er's dowry."

Qin Jingchang smiled coldly, "Don't forget, I borrowed 50,000 taels of silver for my elder brother and sister-in-law's funeral."

His voice was as light as a gust of wind, adding another piece of ice to the cold room, "That's all usury!"

In a month, it will become 70,000 taels!