After the words were spoken, Cao Zhirong admitted that since he had taken possession of the little girl's body, he could not do anything unkind or unjust.
He wanted to send Li Xiangzhi home overnight. Cao Zhirong went to tell Mrs. Cao about this first. Mrs. Cao had no reason to disagree, but she was afraid that her son would not like to see Li Xiangzhi. Now it seems that Li Xiangzhi's mother, although
Even though she died, she brought blessings to her daughter. A son is the most important filial piety.
Li Xiangzhi was sitting in the prefect's carriage, holding the purse given by Cao Zhirong in her arms. She didn't know how much money was in the purse. She pressed her hands heavily. Along the way, she felt that she was so lucky!
Lijiazhuang.
Fang Qingshi and Li Jingtai were keeping vigil. People in the village couldn't bear to leave these two uncles and sister-in-law behind. After all, they were both too young, so they stayed with them. Not to mention Fang Jing'an, who guarded his sister every step of the way.
White lanterns were hung on the main door, and Mrs. Zhou also placed her body in the coffin. She only waited for Li Xiangzhi and her sisters to come back and take a look, then sealed the coffin and carried out the funeral.
In the middle of the night, when everyone was drowsy, Li Xiangcui and Li Jinghe came back in a carriage. It was a carriage!
People in the village immediately became jealous. The daughter of the Li family worked as a maid in Qinghe Mansion, but whose maid could be so famous and come back in a carriage!
Li Xiangcui got off the carriage and cried: "My mother, Cui'er is back."
He threw himself down in the mourning hall, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
Several older women came over to support Li Xiangcui and comforted her softly. Li Xiangcui was helped into the house. After putting on her filial piety shirt, she went out and knelt behind Fang Qingshi to observe mourning. She was whimpering and silent, crying pitifully.
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Fang Qingshi turned back and glanced at Li Xiangcui. To be honest, do the children of the Li family have feelings for the Zhou family? No matter whether others believe it or not, I don't believe it.
However, Mr. Zhou is dead, and it is appropriate for children to mourn.
The coachman who brought them back left without even taking a sip of water.
Li Jinghe knelt in front of Li Jingtai to keep vigil. Fang Qingshi saw Li Jingtai move further away, obviously not wanting to get too close to Li Jinghe, and Li Jingtai's face turned frighteningly white after seeing Li Jinghe.
Looking at Li Jinghe again, his eyebrows were lowered.
Li Changming discussed with a few older people that since only Li Xiangcui was back, let's leave it like that. The funeral would be done at dawn. It was not a wealthy family and they didn't pay that much attention. They could really spend three or five days at home.
Chewing it is enough for a few children. After all, the family is poor, and people are buried in the ground after death, and the living are not allowed to live.
While they were discussing, they heard a stern voice: "Mother, mother, you are going to love Xiangzhi to death!"
This voice was so refreshing that everyone stood up, including Li Xiangcui, who had just arrived home.
Parked at the gate was the master's carriage. No one could use this carriage on weekdays. Li Xiangcui was shocked. She had to admire Li Xiangzhi's ability to let the master send her back in his own carriage.
Li Xiangzhi got out of the car shakily. The boy next to him put down the bench and extended his hand to support Li Xiangzhi. This treatment was very different. Fang Qingshi glanced at Li Xiangcui who was also shocked and pursed her lips.
Obviously Li Xiangzhi's status in the house has changed, ha! Like mother, like daughter.
Li Xiangzhi got off the carriage and knelt on the ground. She was crying so pitifully. The older woman had to go over and help Li Xiangzhi into the hospital. As a result, the man seemed to have no strength at all, and he was half-supported.
After being dragged to the mourning hall, Li Xiangzhi, who was almost lying on the ground, cried so pitifully that the women in the yard couldn't help but shed tears along with her.
The boy did not leave in a hurry, but came in and kowtowed. Seeing Li Xiangzhi crying like this, he could only go to Li Xiangcui and whisper: "My master has given me orders. There is no need to go back in a hurry. If you go back to the house, you can pick her up."
"Thank you, madam, for your consideration," Li Xiangcui said.
The boy raised his eyebrows: "Miss Cui'er, I'm going back first."
After the carriage also left Lijiazhuang, Li Xiangzhi, who was crying loudly, stopped moving. Everyone carried the person into the house in a hurry. Fang Jing'an was brought in for pulse diagnosis, and Fang Qingshi immediately followed.
No matter what time, I have to be on guard against the Li family and must protect my eldest brother.
After Fang Jing'an checked his pulse, he looked at Fang Qingshi.
"What's wrong?" Fang Qingshi asked.
Fang Jing'an cleared her throat and said in the girl's ear: "Fall asleep."
Fang Qingshi:......!!!
It would be really humiliating to be an actor in a troupe!
Two carriages carrying the sisters returned home together. The boy went to report to Cao Zhirong, and he described it truthfully. Cao Zhirong actually felt sorry for her. The poor girl was only twenty-eight years old. Although she was not a pampered person, she was still young.
Now that she is here, she is a delicate flower. If she can really give birth to an heir later, it is not impossible to give her a concubine position.
Mrs. He also asked a few questions, and the two women agreed that the sisters were indeed filial, and the most important thing was that they were from a humble background and were easy to handle.
Little did they know that both sisters took the money rewarded by their master and put it in their own pockets without taking any money out.
Li Jinghe stared at the funeral and found a Feng Shui master. He held a soul-guiding flag to guide the way. However, there was no movement during the funeral. Sister Li Xiangzhi did not cry anymore. The funeral stopped at the Tutu Temple, and the men carried the coffin.
Go to burial.
Back home, Mrs. Min and others helped prepare the meal. Fang Qingshi was busy and kept busy. On the contrary, the two sisters went into the house after they came back. When the meal was ready, someone came in to ask them to eat.
I never expected that the two sisters slept so soundly, which almost made several women angry. No one was a fool. The sisters' crying and howling last night were just a show for their master's family.
After everyone ate and drank, they helped remove the tomb and then went home.
Fang Jing'an took Fang Qingshi back to the house in the west of the village, and watched Fang Qingshi lie down to sleep. Fang Qinghe also came, but had returned here long ago, looking at the faces of the Li family impatiently, she was
I decided that my sister had suffered too much in the Li family.
Fang Qingshi lay down and asked: "Brother, what have you discovered?"
"Go to sleep, let's talk after you wake up." Fang Jing'an looked at her sister whose eyes were red, and snorted: "Everyone in that family is acting, but you don't know how to hurt yourself at all.
It has to look like rabbit eyes."
Fang Qingshi closed his eyes: "They are acting for living people to see, and I am doing my best for living people to see. Brother, sooner or later, Zhou's murder will not be hidden. Even if the government investigates,
Get up, do you think the people in the village are fools? What will they say about me, and what will they say about them?"
"You also know that that person died in an unusual way. He had the courage to harm his own mother, but you should stay away from them. He is not a human being!" Fang Jing'an regretted again, why he was blind in the first place and gave it to his sister.