Daguanyuan Food Research Bureau

Qingwen was woken up by Wenmei.

Like a long dream, she was a little dazed for a while, her mind went blank.

While making the bed, Wenmei babbled: "You slept really deeply at night. I brought soup in last night, but you didn't wake up."

Qingwen was full of doubts.

She has always been someone who can be woken up by the slightest movement at night, so she always does the night watch, just in case Jia Ying needs to drink water or go to the toilet in the middle of the night, how can someone come in, and she has no movement at all.

Moreover, Wenmei was always the last to wake up, and she was the one who woke her up. Now, the girl has gone out, so she just doesn't know it. Why is she still on the couch?

Qingwen said, "Where is the girl?"

Wenmei chuckled: "Miss has been out for a long time, what's the matter with you, didn't you say yesterday, the girl is going to the next door house today, to accompany the old lady to the theater, originally asked you to go, you are sick again, Let Musk Moon be with you, the girl told you to sleep for a while before she left, I looked at the clock, and woke you up when it was o'clock."

Qingwen supported the edge of the couch and got up, feeling sore all over her body, especially the hollowness in her stomach.

She got up now, took cold water and splashed the noodles, and finally recovered, she became more awake, and all the memories flowed back like a tide in the next moment.

Yesterday, she didn't want the girl to be implicated by her sister-in-law, so she finally made up her mind, coaxed the girl to eat, took the medicine secretly at night, mustered up her courage, and immediately told the girl everything in detail, so that she could be prepared, so that For one thing, after I left, the girl still had an excuse to send her brother and sister-in-law away, and everything could be resolved quietly before the matter got bigger and revealed, and I was worthy of the girl's affection for me.

In the middle of her speech, the girl discovered her intention.

then……

Then what happened?

Qingwen was surprised to find that all her memories after that were gone, and what was even more surprising was that she clearly swallowed rat poison, but nothing happened, and she didn't even have abdominal pain.

Full of doubts, Qingwen washed up and opened the window. The sky was already clear, except for a few piles of snow in the corners.

The wind makes people feel refreshed, but it can't blow away the melancholy in Qingwen's heart. She is fine now. What happened can only be known after Jia Ying comes back. She is even more uneasy about what will happen next. Her sister-in-law and Jia Lian If she continues to keep in touch, the second grandma will be discovered sooner or later based on her understanding and control of the house, and she can't tell her sister-in-law to stay away from Jia Lian. But how will this affect her.

Qingwen made such a decision yesterday because she was cold-hearted towards her brother and sister-in-law, and secondly, she had no face to face other people in the house in the future, so she simply left.

Now that she is still alive, she is still young after all, and she is afraid of death in her heart, and dare not try again.

Jia Ying didn't know that this would cause Qingwen's entanglement in her heart. After telling Wenmei that she was optimistic about her, she went to Ningguo Mansion with Jia's mother.

When she arrived at Ning Mansion, after paying respects one by one, she met someone she didn't expect.

"Sister!" Jia Ying exclaimed happily.

Yuan Chun was also very happy to see her: "You're back?" hurriedly pulled her to sit beside him.

Jia Ying looked behind Yuan Chun, but there was no sign of the child. Yuan Chun smiled and said, "Your nephew just came out of flowers, so I didn't bring him out today." He said it was funny, "He's feeling uncomfortable, I can only use your name to scare him away. He, I said, 'If you scratch the scab, it won't look good, and Auntie won't play with you when she comes back.'"

Jia Ying smiled: "Oh, then I have to visit him sometime."

Yuan Chun poked her forehead, and said: "You just came back, and you want to go out again? I just heard my sister-in-law say that you are now learning housekeeping from your sister Feng, so you can't sit still?" The sister-in-law she said pointed to You Shi.

Now Jia Ying hears Yuan Chun mentioning Wang Xifeng, and thinks of Qingwen's sister-in-law who is a time bomb.

Seeing her complex expression, Yuan Chun thought for a moment that she was being offended, so he complained to Jia Mu and dragged her to the wing to talk.

Seeing the two of them holding hands closely, the old lady shook her head and said helplessly, "Go, go."

Youshi said with a smile: "The two sisters are talking about themselves, so let's watch the play first." After speaking, he handed the post to the old lady and asked Jia Mu to order a play.

The two sat down in the wing room, leaving the maid Yuan Chun brought to stand outside, with the door open, holding the qin to the side to wait.

Compared with them, the staff structure of the Ning Mansion is much simpler, so there are many servants, but not too many, and it is very clean, very suitable for conversation.

Yuan Chun first asked her what kind of work she did at Wang Xifeng's place, and Jia Ying said that Yuan Chun has managed a family by himself these years. Under the structure, there are not so many cumbersome and more transparent views.Jia Ying had less scruples when talking to the eldest sister than to talking to Jia's mother. After all, the old lady was not her own grandmother, but Yuan Chun only had her direct sister.

There is a big age gap between her and Yuan Chun, the eldest sister is like a mother, Yuan Chun can be said to be closer and more competent to her than Mrs. Wang, so Jia Ying dares to say anything to Yuan Chun.

Wang Xifeng is Yuan Chun's younger brother and sister, and she was also her cousin before she got married. He knew her well, and after hearing what Jia Ying said, she couldn't help sighing: "She has always been like this."

Yuan Chun encouraged Jia Ying again, roughly summed up, the general manager's secretary is still very technical, and everyone is an intern. Yingchun's department manager has real power and leadership, and learns principles at the grassroots level. People like Jia Ying, although they don't have any rights, but they can have a macroscopic understanding of the operation process of a government, and they will have a bright future.

Jia Ying smiled wryly and shook her head: "Sister, I actually don't think I'm being treated differently. As you know, I'm not interested in housekeepers. I'll do whatever you want. What worries me is other things."

Yuan Chun looked at her in surprise.

Jia Ying sighed, lowered her voice and told Yuan Chun about Mrs. Qingwen's sister-in-law. She only concealed the matter of her taking the poison, and changed it to want to bump into a pillar, but she was stopped by herself.

Yuan Chun said with a sullen face, "This girl is sincere, so it's okay if you keep her. The mansion used to..." She paused, "When I was a girl, I heard faint noises from the big house. You don't have to panic."

Yuan Chun turned her head and looked at Jia Ying. She lost a lot of weight when she went out this time, and she lost her last bit of childishness. Now she is a bright girl, but she is still a girl who has not left the court. In fact, Yuan Chun didn't want to say so much.

When Jia Ying heard this almost presumptuous but heartfelt words, she was relieved, knowing that she had chosen the right one.This is the reason why she chose to talk to Yuan Chun instead of asking the old lady.

After all, no matter how favored she is, she is still a girl, and Jia Lian is her own grandson who will inherit Rongguo Mansion in the future.

In this era, she seems to be like some families in modern times. She has a son and a daughter, and she loves her daughter more on weekdays. He stubbornly believes that daughters are married off, sons need a house to marry a daughter-in-law, and only sons can provide for the elderly.

She has never doubted that the old lady treats her well, but the old lady will not be confused when it comes to major matters. Wang Xifeng is pregnant with a child now, and Jia Lian is the eldest son of the eldest son. She is much ahead of her in ranking. She can only plan for herself , the eldest sister who is already married and has no interest relationship is the only person she can turn to for help.

Seeing that she looked like a drowning person who had finally landed, Yuan Chun worried for a while, took her into his arms, patted her head, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, my sister will help you if you need anything."

Jia Ying's nose suddenly became sour.

From the shock after Qingwen told her last night, to the bewilderment that Qingwen suddenly passed out, to the trouble of tossing and turning in the middle of the night trying to find a way out.It seemed that at this moment, her heart fell to the ground and became more at ease.

Yuan Chun pondered for a while, and said seriously: "Baoyu, remember what I said later, and trust me, sister, it will be fine."

Seeing Yuan Chun pretending to be whispering in the past, Jia Ying listened to him.

After eating, it happened to be Qingwen's turn to water the flowers and weed.

She was in a daze all day long. Fortunately, everyone thought she was unwell and didn't ask any more questions. Qingwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and took a short hoe to dig up Jia Ying's tomato field.

In winter, there was nothing inside, so no one would come over, so Qingwen just thought of a clean place to find something to do, she dug carelessly, but found a hard object.

She became suspicious, like a deep intuition, determined that this was the answer she was looking for, and immediately squatted down, regardless of whether her hands were clean or not, dug for a while, and turned out a porcelain altar from inside.

Qingwen recognized it at a glance, it was in Jia Ying's room, and it was placed on her desk, and she wiped it off early yesterday morning.

Qingwen's heart skipped a beat.

She lifted the porcelain altar, went to the well, washed off a layer of soil on the surface, and saw that the porcelain altar was sealed with a layer of cloth, and when she opened it, an unpleasant smell came to her nostrils, Qingwen resisted it. Uncomfortable, looking closer, his face suddenly turned pale.

Qingwen sealed the porcelain altar, carried it back and buried it, then stumbled and ran back, grabbing Wenmei who was passing by.

"You mean this morning, the girl asked for soup at midnight last night?"

Asking Mei with a confused face: "Yes. You will sleep soundly then. The girl said that you have a headache, and all I can see is that your face is terrible, as if you are going to die. Today is much better."

Qingwen's hands were cold and she trembled, "Did the girl ask for water to rinse her mouth?"

Wenmei glanced at her suspiciously.

"It seems that there is really no..."