Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

"What? I'm going to dig a grave? Where are I going to dig a grave?" The little girl's face changed when she heard that.

"Yes, Second Grandma asked you to take someone to bring back the body of the girl Baoqin..." Ping'er whispered.

"Why me... I..." The little girl was a little broken, she is also a woman, okay, she is also very scared.

"This matter must be kept absolutely secret... There are many people in Jia's mansion. If it gets out, thousands of people in the whole mansion will lose their heads... You have left Jia's mansion now, and it is only suitable for you to go..." Ping son said.

"But, me, how do I know where she is buried?" the little girl hesitated.

"The maids and eunuchs in the palace are all buried in mass graves after death. You have been to that place, isn't Miss Xiangling buried there. Miss Baoqin put a wintersweet on her grave...it should be easy to find... ..." Ping'er instructed.

"This...I..." The little girl looked outside, the sky was already dark, the cold wind was howling, the fine snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, and a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the ground.

"I... I'm afraid... I... don't want to go... Miss Ping, you should find someone else, okay?" the little girl said in a low voice.Why do you think of him every time something like this happens?The first time was to bury Xiangling, the second time was to greet spring and embroider oranges, and this time it was to hold a piano...

She, Mo Xiaomei, is not a gentleman who specializes in yin and yang affairs, she really doesn't plan to wade into this muddy water.

"Qingwen... the second grandma also said I'm sorry, but there is really no one else in Jia's mansion who can use it. You know the old ladies in the mansion... There are still some servants, but how do they know the seriousness of it?" , if this matter gets out, our Jia family will be ruined..." Ping'er hurriedly explained.As she spoke, she took out a few pieces of yellow paper from her pocket and handed them to the younger sister.

"Qingwen, Second Grandma asked me to bring you this." Ping'er said.

"What's this?" The little girl said, took it casually and flipped it over, her face immediately changed.

In her hand were a few pieces of scorched yellow paper, and on the yellow paper was a piece of paper written in black ink.There are five sheets in total, three of which are very old, and two of which are so new that you can even smell the scent of ink.

This is a contract of sale, a contract of sale for the five of them.

Looking at these deeds of prostitution, Mo Xiaomei's hands trembled a little.After destroying these five contracts of prostitution, the five of them will be free again, and they will no longer be slaves.

"This..." Mo Xiaomei couldn't express her excited words.

"Second Mistress said that you are a rare talent! Besides, you have done a lot for my Jia family, Second Mistress is very grateful to you!" Ping'er stared at the contract of prostitution in the younger sister's hand, his eyes were a little dazed.

Ping'er is also a servant, and her deed of prostitution is also in Sister Feng's hands.

In this era, as long as you sign the deed of sale, you are no longer a person, but a commodity that can be disposed of by the buyer at will, and your life is in the hands of others!The master can insult you at will, and can take your life away at any time!And since this is protected by the government, it is legal!

Mo Xiaomei spread out several deeds of sale in front of her eyes and examined them carefully: there were bright red official seals on them, and the seller's autograph.She picked up Qingwen's deed of prostitution and took a closer look, only to see three childish calligraphy on it: Mo Xiaomei!

"Mo Xiaomei? So Qingwen's real name is also Mo Xiaomei? No wonder I penetrated into her body!" Xiaomei thought to herself.

She couldn't imagine how Xiao Qingwen, who sold herself to Nanny Lai at the age of seven or eight, signed this document.

After she read through the remaining few sheets carefully, she realized that Siqi's natal son was originally named Liu Fanggu, Gao Mama was Gao Lihua, Cui'er was Long Cui, and Sang Mama was Sangshen. All three of them sold their lives to Jia. The mansion is a commodity that Jia's mansion can dispose of at will.

Taking back these deeds of prostitution is equivalent to becoming a human again.Others can no longer abuse and bully you at will, and can no longer take your life at will!

"Here, Second Grandma..." The little girl was very excited, she never thought that Wang Xifeng would be willing to pay such a big capital.

"Congratulations, little sister!" Ping'er smiled, her eyes were both envious and a little lonely: in this life, she will never regain her freedom, and her life will never be controlled by herself.

"Sister Ping'er, don't be discouraged, one day, you can get back your contract of selling your life!" The little girl understood Ping'er's sadness, and hurriedly comforted her.

"Then I will lend you a good word!" The younger sister said with a wry smile, "She has been with Wang Xifeng for half of her life, how could she not understand her temperament? If it hadn't been for asking for help from the younger sister this time, and seeing that the younger sister is really Shrewd and capable, with a good human nature, she will be of great use in the future, how could she return the deed of sale to her? Don't even think about your own deed of sale..."

"Qingwen, no, it's my little sister!" Ping'er was used to addressing her, but she was not used to it for a while, and then she remembered that Qingwen was now free and could use her real name again.

"Little sister, then... when are you going..." Ping'er urged.

"Then, when is the right time?" the little girl asked.Wang Xifeng was very generous this time, and directly returned the free bodies of several people, and the younger sister could no longer refuse.

"Second Grandma means that you go out tonight before closing the city gate and find the body of the girl Baoqin, and come back as soon as the city gate opens tomorrow morning!" Ping'er said.

"Okay, then I'll leave now. It's already dark, and if I delay for a while, I'm afraid the city gate will be closed..." The little girl put the deed of prostitution into her arms, and rushed out.

Needless to say, the little girl didn't dare to go by herself, so she called Boss Qi and Sang Ma, hurriedly grabbed a few thick clothes, quilts, brazier and other things, got into the carriage and went out.

The night is getting darker, the wind and snow are getting stronger, and the wind is blowing the snow to wreak havoc between the heaven and the earth.Big ice particles hit the horse's head, face, and eyes. The horse neighed and moved forward tremblingly.

There was no one on the street, and it took nearly two hours for the carriage of Jia's mansion to come to the edge of the generous city wall through the icy, snowy and violent wind.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were completely white, and there was only one soldier curled up inside the city gate, which was lit by a dim oil lamp.

Seeing Jia's carriage approaching, he muttered, "It's such a terrible weather, why are people still going out? Could it be that going to the funeral can't be done?" He just hugged his body to keep warm, without raising his eyelids, and let the younger sister, Siqi and others Go out of the city by horse-drawn carriage.

Outside the city, the road became more and more difficult.Thick snow covered the road, and the carriage almost slipped into a ditch after a short drive.It frightened the little sisters and the others to turn pale.

In the end, Ah Jin had no choice but to slow down, letting a few horses walk slowly.In this icy and snowy field, the carriage drove around, and Ah Jin had already turned into a snowman sitting in front of the carriage.

Xiaomei, Siqi and Sangma were sitting in the car, surrounded by the charcoal basin, especially feeling cold, so they put on thick clothes, which made it better.Seeing that Ah Jin was miserable outside the car, the younger sister hurriedly took a thick quilt to cover her body, so that Ah Jin felt warmer.

When we arrived in the suburbs, the world became more and more vast, and the wind and snow became more fierce.The dense snowstorm is almost like a thick snow curtain.This carriage is like a tiny ant in the sky, slowly passing through the thick snow curtain, crawling forward little by little.

The mass burial site is located in the southeast corner of the city. It was difficult for several people to distinguish the direction in the heavy snow. It was almost dawn, and the east had faintly revealed a silver light. Then they finally arrived at the mass burial site. .