The rebirth of Fu Jia returns

Chapter 77 Rejection
"Uncle, what are you talking about about being haunted? Tell me quickly." Fu Jia asked.

When the coachman saw that someone was listening to him, he immediately became interested.

He loosened the reins and let the ox pull the cart away, then faced Fu Jia and the two of them, and sat cross-legged.

Qingsuo silently glanced at Fu Jia, this uncle is going to tell a long story.

"After the eldest lady passed away, the people on the Zhuangzi have been mourning. One night, they heard someone shouting that there was a fire, and then they saw a big fire in the northeast corner of the Zhuangzi. I heard that those who went to put out the fire, all I saw the figure of the eldest lady in the fire, and turned around and disappeared. Later, I often heard the crying of the woman. Everyone thought of the eldest lady they saw that night, and they all thought that the eldest lady must have died unjustly, otherwise it would be impossible. Crying so badly."

"Later, Zhuangzi closed the door all day, and no one came out, and the tenants took money through the door."

Qingsuo's heart twitched, across the door?She was the same last time.

The sister-in-law said that someone in the village was sick, and she was serving the master, so she shouldn't come in, for fear of infection.

Qingsuo also believed it.

Didn't expect it to come out like this.

After the story was finished, the coachman still couldn't get enough of it: "I don't know how that young lady was murdered, alas, such a good person..."

Fu Jia was silent.

Qingsuo also fell silent, she thought of the people and things she saw these days.

Qin Jingxuan and Lin Nianyou had been hooking up a long time ago, the girl died, and Qin Sang also died. Sister Luzhi said she was married to the steward of a rich family, but she was suffering unseen hardships.

And brother, sister-in-law, what secrets are hidden in Zhuangzi?
Qingsuo knew that her brain was not good enough, she was not smart enough, but even she, who was not smart, had discovered the clues, so, is there really something strange about the girl's death?

Qingsuo's heart is heavy.

She looked at Fu Jia and always felt that Miss Fu Jia knew something.

Miss Fu Jia took her to find out these things bit by bit.

There was silence all the way, the coachman only said that the two girls were frightened at the time, and he comforted him a few words: "I just heard from hearsay, don't be afraid, just see your relatives."

After walking for about half an hour, Zhuangzi's shadow could already be seen.

"Where it is, uncle, you can stop here and wait for us, and send it back to us later."

Qingsuo was too busy listening to the story, and forgot about the trouble, hurriedly stuffed another ingot of silver to the coachman.

The coachman earned so much all of a sudden, he couldn't help laughing, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll wait here."

Qingsuo helped Fu Jia get out of the bullock cart. The two of them sat for a long time, and their feet were numb.

The surrounding area of ​​Zhuangzi was bare. Fu Jia remembered that there were trees planted in the past, but now there is nothing, only a house for a few miles around.

As he got closer, he saw that the walls around the house were covered with thorny vines.

"Qingsuo, go up and call the door." Fu Jia ordered.

Qingsuo stepped forward and knocked gently on the door, but no one opened the door for a long time.

Qingsuo turned her head, and Fu Jia signaled to keep knocking on the door.

Zhuangzi really has some questions. Now that the summer harvest is in progress, why is there no one answering?

Qingsuo knocked again, put his palms together and yelled inside: "Is anyone there? Open the door!"

After a long time, there was finally movement.

There was a sound of footsteps, and then the door creaked open.

Behind the door, a wrinkled woman opened the door, looked at the two people with cloudy eyes, and asked, "Who are you? What are you here for?"

Qingsuo said loudly: "Grandma, I'm from the Marquis of Anping, looking for my brother Qingyu, please let us in."

The mother-in-law leaned back and gave Qingsuo a white look: "I'm not deaf, I can hear!"

Qingsuo pouted: "Can you hear it taking so long to open the door?"

The mother-in-law stared and said, "Who said that the door must be opened for you!"

Qingsuo: "Then I can't find someone."

The mother-in-law said: "Okay, you can find it."

"Then you let us in." Qingsuo was anxious.

What does this woman mean?

Fu Jia stepped forward and said softly: "This old woman, we came from the Marquis of Anping. This is Brother Qingyu's sister, please tell him."

The mother-in-law just glanced at Fu Jia, her cloudy eyes flickered, and said, "Wait."

Then, the door closed again with a bang.

Maybe it's because I haven't opened the door for a long time, and there is a layer of dust, and the choking green locks are coughing again and again.

After finally stopping, Qingsuo burst into tears.

"Girl, what do you think is going on? I haven't been like this since I came last time."

Qingsuo became more and more confused.

Fu Jia pondered: "Last time you told them in advance, this time, we attacked suddenly, so they naturally don't know."

I just don't know, what happened to Zhuangzi?
Fu Jia looked around suspiciously.

After a while, footsteps sounded again.

Now, when the door opened, it was Qingsuo's elder brother Qingyu.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Qingyu asked immediately.

When Fu Jia came, she changed her appearance, Qingyu looked at her vigilantly, and then she didn't intend to open the door, so she directly reprimanded Qingsuo through the crack of the door: "You can't serve Madam well, what are you doing here in broad daylight?" , hurry back."

"Hey, brother, brother, I've been walking all the way, and I'm so thirsty, you let me go in and drink some water."

Saying that, Qingsuo was about to push the door open.

But Qingyu stretched out her hand, and slapped Qingsuo's hand with a "slap", Qingsuo grinned in pain, and her hand suddenly became red and swollen.

"Brother, why are you so cruel! It hurts like hell!" Qingsuo shouted while waiting for Qingyu with tears in his eyes.

Qingyu's face didn't change at all, she still said indifferently: "Do your part, what are you running around like?"

Qingyu looked at Fu Jia again, and asked, "Who is this?"

Qingsuo opened his mouth to speak, but Fu Jia hurriedly said: "Oh, I'm new to the mansion, I went to Chanjing Temple to worship Buddha with my wife today, sister Qingsuo said that I missed my brother, so I came here with her as a company. "

Qingyu looked Fu Jia up and down, nodded, and then said to Qingsuo: "You go back, I don't have anything to worry about, don't sneak away, take good care of your wife, and tell your father and mother that you are safe."

Qingsuo still wanted to go in: "Just let me drink water..."

Qing Yu immediately stared.

Fu Jia pulled the green lock and said: "Let's go back first, it's time for Madam to look for it later."

Only then did Qingsuo turn around and leave with Fu Jia.

Along the way, Qingsuo cried and said, "I don't know why I'm so angry, I'm so cruel, it hurts to death..."

On the ox cart, the driver asked, "Have you seen your relatives?"

What the hell was crying.

Fu Jia hurriedly said: "I found the wrong one, the relative has already left."

"Hey, that's all for nothing, okay, I'll take you back." The coachman said, flicking his whip.

The coachman left happily after delivering them.

One trip back and forth earned more than three taels of silver, which was enough for their family's living expenses for more than half a year.

(End of this chapter)