When Mrs. Cao heard this, she looked at Li Xiangcui and sighed: "Tell the people outside to wait, and we'll let them out."
After hearing this, Li Xiangcui knelt down and kowtowed to the old lady. The old lady always stressed the word "filial piety" to the whole family. Li Xiangcui was not a fool. She knew clearly what her attitude should be at this moment.
Mrs. Cao shook her head: "Get up, go back and tell your sister."
"Yes." Li Xiangcui stumbled a little as she walked. It seemed that in Mrs. Cao's eyes, she simply felt that the two sisters were pitiful. They were a widowed mother who had to work hard to make a living with her whole family, and she finally became a scholar and died.
In the capital, now this widowed mother is gone too, how pitiful she is.
The old lady imagined a human tragedy.
When Li Xiangcui arrived at the back room, she saw Li Xiangzhi combing her hair slowly, with a smile on her face and she was in a daze.
"Sister, my mother is dead," Li Xiangcui said.
Li Xiangzhi turned to look at Li Xiangcui: "What did you say?"
"I said my mother is dead and my second brother is outside the door. Let's go back to attend the funeral. Please clean up quickly. The old lady is waiting in front." Li Xiangcui said.
Li Xiangzhi slowly put down the comb in her hand, thinking quickly. This death was too strange. Then she looked at Li Xiangcui: "How did you die?"
"I don't know. I didn't see my second brother either. It was my mother-in-law who came in to send a message. Sister, let's go." Li Xiangcui urged.
Li Xiangzhi grinded his teeth: "Why are you so anxious? How could such a good person die? Besides, isn't she very capable? She thought she could live a good life just by keeping Zhou Yuanwai's bastard, and left us alone.
She will die soon, will she survive when we go back?"
"Sister, the master praises our sisters for their filial piety." Li Xiangcui said slowly.
Li Xiangzhi grinded his teeth and rubbed his eyes vigorously until they turned red. When he got up and walked out, he twisted the soft flesh on his ribs several times, and tears of pain fell from his eyes.
This made Li Xiangcui admire her. To be honest, she was still not as fierce as her sister!
He twisted himself twice in the same manner, his eyes were red, and he walked forward with tears in his eyes.
The two sisters knelt in front of the old lady, not daring to cry out for fear that the old lady would be disheartened. They shed tears silently, which made several maids and women around them feel pitiful, not to mention the old lady.
The old lady gave her three taels of silver and said, "Go back quickly. It won't be too late to come back after the funeral has been arranged."
Li Xiangcui reached out to take it, thanked her repeatedly, and stood up to help her sister. Li Xiangzhi suddenly lay straight on the ground with her eyes closed tightly.
Now everyone was panicking. The old lady ordered someone to call the doctor. Li Xiangzhi was placed in the side room. Li Xiangcui stayed by the bed, wondering what the fuss was about. As a result, the doctor checked her pulse and Yin
The needle pricked the philtrum, but it failed to revive Li Xiangzhi. It was already dark outside.
"That's it!" Mrs. Cao ordered a carriage to be prepared outside and asked Li Xiangcui to go back to attend the funeral. This man was unconscious and could not go back.
Outside the door, Li Jinghe was waiting anxiously. The door opened and the driver drove the carriage out. When Li Xiangcui got off the car, she knelt at the gate and kowtowed a few times. Then she pulled Li Jinghe onto the carriage and drove to Lijiazhuang overnight.
It took at least one stick of incense to wait for Li Xiangcui to leave before Li Xiangzhi woke up.
It was dinner time in the mansion. According to the rules of the mansion, as long as the master had no social activities outside, he would have dinner with the old lady.
The maid who was guarding Li Xiangzhi went to Mrs. Cao and lowered her voice: "Old Madam, Xiangzhi is awake, but she is not eating or drinking and is crying. What should I do?"
When Cao Zhirong heard this, his ears turned slightly red. It was really shameful to do ridiculous things at such a young age. It was an elegant thing for a respectable master to look for flowers and willows outside, but he never touched the maids at home. He would not eat rabbits.
I'm just a fool, but I don't know why I couldn't control it.
"Tell her that Cui'er has gone back to attend the funeral. If she wants to go back, we can make arrangements tomorrow morning," Mrs. Cao said.
The maid retreated.
Mrs. Cao put down her chopsticks and glanced at her daughter-in-law lightly: "Speaking of it, it's not easy to be a newbie. Filial piety is extremely important. Today, Xiangzhi's family came to pick them up, saying that their mother died of illness.
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These words were so irritating that Mrs. Cao did not say a word.
But Cao Zhirong asked: "She is..."
As soon as he dared to speak, he found his wife looking over and held back the rest of his words.
Mrs. Cao took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth: "These two sisters are really filial people, especially sister Xiangzhi. She couldn't bear it and passed out. She just woke up now. Maybe she is weak."
This last sentence was obviously meant for Cao Zhirong.
"Mom is really a considerate and good mistress." Mrs. Cao said unbearably.
Mrs. Cao picked up the tea, rinsed her mouth, spit it into the copper basin, and picked up the handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth again: "So, as a master, you have to cultivate virtue. Do you really think that the prosperity of this family is a blessing from God? Virtue is not worthy of it.
There must be disaster. My son studies a lot, is your mother right?"
"Yes, mother is right." Cao Zhirong quickly replied.
Mrs. Cao had enough of such beatings and stood up: "My daughter-in-law, please leave."
Mrs. Cao nodded, Mrs. Cao walked out, and Cao Zhirong also stood up.
Mrs. Cao, who was in the door and kicked out the door, heard Mrs. Cao say: "Zhirong, come and take a look, she is still your woman after all. We can't be unkind and unjust people. Birth, old age, illness and death are big things."
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Almost without spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mrs. Cao left quickly, wishing she had died when she hadn't married Cao Zhirong! She had had enough of the fire pit in this land of tigers and wolves!
When his mother said this, Cao Zhirong could only say yes.
Mrs. Cao obviously had good intentions, and said: "Place the people in the east chamber. Go, our family must cultivate virtue, and accumulating virtue means accumulating children and grandchildren."
After Du Miao's son died, he felt that his energy and energy had been drained away. How could Cao Zhirong, who wanted to ask for an heir, dare not go? He got up and went to the east chamber.
As soon as Cao Zhirong entered the room, Li Xiangzhi, who was full of tears, rushed towards him. He didn't dare to bump into Cao Zhirong's arms. He just held the belt on Cao Zhirong's waist, slowly knelt down and raised his tear-stained face, looking at Cao Zhirong.
With a choked face and a choked voice, she begged: "Master, Xiangzhi wants to keep a vigil for my mother, please..."
"Get up quickly." Cao Zhirong bent down and helped Li Xiangzhi get up. Li Xiangzhi fell weakly and bonelessly into Cao Zhirong's arms.
With Nephrite in his arms, he was a filial little poor boy. Cao Zhirong felt very sorry for him. He took a handkerchief and wiped Li Xiangzhi's tears: "That's all, let someone prepare the carriage and I'll take you back right now. Don't cry anymore."
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Li Xiangzhi held down Cao Zhirong's hand that was wiping her tears. Her shoulders shook and she said, "My mother is gone. Xiangzhi's sky has fallen. Master, Xiangzhi will not survive. Wuwuwu."
"Anxin, I'm still here, let's go back to the funeral first." After Cao Zhirong said this, he was stunned!