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As long as there is a solution, Qiu Huaixin will not come to Zhan Feiyu feeling bored. He has also made many friends over the years, but now that the situation in Qianzhong Road, Qiu Huaixin can't go to other places, only Zhan Feiyu Don't worry about leaking any news here.

"Take one step at a time, but my second brother and I will not accept the position of patriarch. This belongs to the eldest brother." Qiu Huaixin was firm.

Over the years, he has also watched how hard Qiu Bingde has worked, how much he has paid to become a qualified heir elder brother, and why the elder brother should bear the responsibility of Wu's mistakes.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Zhan Feiyu also recognizes this. Qiu Bingde is indeed more suitable than Qiu Huaixin and Qiu Wangshu, but Brother Chen is indeed a difficult problem. The relationship between mother and child cannot be separated, and no one can guarantee Brother Chen's future I will not take revenge on Qiu Huaixin.

"Miss." At this moment, He Nuan came in from the door, saluted Zhan Feiyu and replied, "The old lady of the Wu family is here, and she is at the gate of the other courtyard."

Qiu Huaixin stood up and looked very ugly, "I'll go to the door to have a look!"

Seeing Qiu Huaixin hurriedly walking outside, Zhan Feiyu also got up, and He Nuan also walked over, took the cloak handed over by the little maid, fastened it for Zhan Feiyu, and then followed her to the door.

Different from the ostentation of traveling in the past, Mrs. Wu only took the most common emerald-curtained and green-painted carriage today, and there were only two servants in the carriage, and there was only one person on the outside of the carriage besides the carriage driver. in charge.

The early winter was cold, and Mrs. Wu was getting old again. At this moment, she didn't know whether it was because of the cold or something, but she looked more mean and old with a sullen face.

Nanny Qian and the eldest maid, Baolian, who were sitting in the carriage together, both lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. Mrs. Wu was still holding a hand stove to keep warm. The blowing in made the hands and feet of both of them icy cold. It was the first time that Nanny Qian and Baolian had suffered like this in the years of serving Mrs. Wu in the Wu Manor.

As the door of the other courtyard was opened again, the gloomy old Mrs. Wu's expression finally changed, and she handed the stove to Baolian who was beside her.

"Ma'am, this old servant will go down and have a look first." Qian Momo hurriedly got out of the carriage, her legs and feet were already stiff and unconscious after being frozen all the way, the pain of jumping off the carriage made Qian Momo's face change, but at this moment I can't care about these anymore.

Seeing Qiu Huaixin approaching through the opened door, Qian Momo hurriedly said, "Madam, the third son is here."

When Baolian heard this, she hurriedly waited on Mrs. Wu and got off the carriage. The journey was bumpy, and Mrs. Wu didn't say a word. How could Baolian dare to complain as a servant.

After the news of Mrs. Wu's arrest spread back to the Wu family, not only the masters of the Wu family were worried, but also the servants were also panicked. If the Qiu family retaliated, their Wu family might also be in danger.

Qiu Huaixin had met Mrs. Wu several times before, and had also visited Wu's family, and had patted horses with the younger generations of the Wu family. At that time, Mrs. Wu had a kind face and treated the younger generation very generously.

But standing at the gate of the other courtyard at this moment, Qiu Huaixin looked at Mrs. Wu who got off the carriage. She was still the same person, but she was so old that Qiu Huaixin couldn't believe it. In an instant, the old lady became an old woman with one foot in the coffin.

"Huaixin, it's old people who can't teach their daughters well." Mrs. Wu said in a hoarse voice, she shook off Qian Momo's hand and staggered forward a few steps.

"The old lady is worried about her feet!" Qiu Huaixin hurriedly stepped forward to stop the old lady Wu who was about to kneel down.

Her lips trembled twice, Mrs. Wu's wrinkled hands suddenly grabbed Qiu Huaixin's hand, and the words of apology were swallowed down her throat, leaving only tearful eyes looking at Qiu Huaixin guiltily and remorsefully.

Zhan Feiyu stood in the corner with his hand stove in his arms, looked at Qiu Huaixin who was at a loss and uneasy, and whispered to He Nuan, "Ginger is still hot."

"Third Young Master has few things to say." He Nuan agreed with a calm expression. The Third Young Master is the youngest son of Lord Qiu. All the peers he met looked up to him, while the elders were all kind and gentle, and they had never encountered any dangers in human nature. .

It is normal for Mrs. Wu to show weakness, and it is normal for the third son to be unable to resist. If Mrs. Qiu or Mrs. Qiu were here today, Mrs. Wu's bitter plan would definitely not work.

In the early winter wind and cold, Qiu Huaixin couldn't stand standing in the wind, let alone Mrs. Wu.

A quarter of an hour later, the charcoal stove in the main hall of the other courtyard was lit, and hot tea was delivered.

Zhan Feiyu cheekily sat aside with the stove in his arms, turning a blind eye to Qiu Huaixin's begging gaze for help.

Probably it was the warmth in the room that made Mrs. Wu finally regain some energy. As for the "bystander" Zhan Feiyu, Mrs. Wu could only pretend that she didn't see it. What she wanted to see today was Qiu Huaixin who was sitting in the main seat.

"Zixian is my old daughter. I, the mother, didn't teach her well. That's why Zixian made such a big mistake. Now a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, and old people deserve it." Old Mrs. Wu He no longer had the old look he had at the door just now. Although his face was still pale, he sat upright, and his expression and voice returned to normal.

Old Mrs. Wu looked at Qiu Huaixin, her old face under her silver hair showed her self-blame and guilt again, "She deserved what happened to Zixian, Huaixin, the old lady came here today because of Brother Chen."

Baolian put the wooden box in her hand on the table beside Qiu Huaixin, and then stepped back to stand behind Mrs. Wu.

"Huaixin, you don't need to refuse in a hurry." Mrs. Wu spoke first, probably thinking of Mrs. Wu, her voice was a little choked up, but this weakness was only for a moment.

Mrs. Wu explained: "The land deed, house deed and bank notes in this wooden box are my private property. I have divided these properties into two before I came here. In the future, if Brother Chen doesn't hold a grudge, you can take the half of it for me. Giving her his property can be regarded as my grandmother's compensation for him, if Huaixin will hold grudges against you because of Zixian's affairs in the future, and even take action, these properties should be regarded as my compensation for that unfilial daughter."