Ci Jinzhi

Chapter 77 Funeral
No one in the room spoke for a while, only Zhou Ningyue's suppressed sobbing.

After a long time, Xin You nodded slightly: "I can pretend I haven't been here today, but I have a request."

"What request?" Mother Zhou's expression relaxed at first, and then her heart rose again.

"When this matter is over, I want to have a good chat with my aunt."

Hearing that Xin You just asked for this, Mother Zhou nodded without hesitation.

In her opinion, this young girl who suddenly became friends with her daughter is mysterious everywhere, and I am afraid it is not that simple.

But these are nothing compared to the current difficulties. It is the mother and daughter's luck that the other party does not tell what they saw today.As for talking back, no one can pry her mouth open for those unspeakable things.

Xin You glanced at Zhou Ningyue and asked Zhou's mother, "Do you need my help?"

Zhou's mother immediately understood, with a grateful expression on her face: "Thank you very much. Yue'er, you can go to the West Chamber."

"I--"

"Be obedient, go to the west chamber." Zhou's mother's tone was uncompromising.

She resisted and killed her husband. She didn't care about all kinds of emotions in order to deal with the aftermath, but it would be too cruel for her daughter to see the scene of Westinghouse again.

At this moment, Mother Zhou felt genuine gratitude to Xin You.

No matter what the girl's purpose is, at least she can help her now.

She really needs someone to help her at this time.

"Thank you, thank you." Mother Zhou thanked again, and only then did a tear trickle down from the corner of her eye.

Zhou Ningyue ran out crying.

In the west room, there was a strong smell of blood, but Zhou Tong still kept his eyes wide open, completely out of breath.

Mother Zhou squatted on the ground and wiped the blood on the ground with a rag. She was a little flustered at first, but she gradually became more agile.

Seeing this, Xinyou felt that Zhou's mother's background was not simple.

Judging by Zhou's mother's performance, she must have seen blood.

Xinyou silently tidied up the overturned pen mountain, the fallen brushes, and the scattered books.

She offered to help, of course, not purely to help Zhou's mother tide over the difficulties, but more importantly, to find out and see if she could find valuable clues.

Based on her previous speculation, the dispute took place in the study instead of the living room, maybe Zhou's mother found something in the study.

Thinking about this, Xin You picked up a piece of letter paper, but before she could take a closer look, a hand suddenly stretched out.

Xin You immediately took a step back and put the letter behind her back, but she didn't expect that the target of that hand was not the letter in her hand, but another piece of paper.

Mother Zhou stuffed the paper into her mouth with lightning speed.

Xin You frowned and looked at the woman who looked pained because of swallowing the letter.

Zhou's mother tried to swallow the paper: "Miss Kou, it's not good for you if you see something you shouldn't see."

Xin You didn't say anything, and squatted down to clean up the broken celadon brush washer, and she had a better understanding of Zhou's mother's alertness.

No wonder he was the one who could kill her husband.

"Auntie, aren't the servants here? Will they come back suddenly?" Putting away the broken porcelain, Xin You seemed to ask casually.

"Thinking that tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I let them go home this morning, and they won't come back until the sixteenth." When Zhou's mother said "Mid-Autumn Festival", her voice visibly trembled.

Xin You secretly sighed.

That day I heard from Zhou Ningyue that Chunya would be released for the Mid-Autumn Festival to stay home for a day, but Zhou's mother had an extra day off, and she let her go home on the [-]th.

It can be seen that human behavior is the most unpredictable, and we should be more cautious in the future.

Time can always cover up many things, but after an hour, Westinghouse seems to have returned to normal except for one missing brush.

After cleaning up the blood, Zhou Tong's body was moved to the kang in the east room, changed into clothes, and covered with a thin quilt. At first glance, it seemed that he was just asleep.

Xinyou knew Xu Xutuzhi's truth, so she left quietly.

Back in the east courtyard of the bookstore, the first thing Xin You did was to take a shower and change clothes, then took out the letter paper and looked at it slowly.

In fact, there is nothing to read. This is the last page of a letter. There are only a few decent words, which are the kind that are usually written at the end of a letter. The only thing of value is the name of the signature: Dongsheng.

But trying to find someone with a name that doesn't even have a surname is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Xin You folded the letter paper and put it away, and arranged for Mother Fang to go to Jixiangfang to keep an eye on the rumors about the Zhou family.

In the evening, Nanny Fang brought back the news.

"How did the girl know? It's really embarrassing. The master of the Zhou family died of a sudden illness in his dream during his lunch break, leaving his wife and daughter crying miserably. Yes, even a sister can’t help but cry..."

Xin You thought about it and made a plan.

The next morning, when Xin You was about to go out, she ran into Duan Yunlang.

"Cousin, let's go home together."

"Second cousin, let's go back first, I'll go shopping and go back."

"What is my cousin going to buy?" Duan Yunlang asked curiously.

"There is a pastry shop near Jixiangfang. The pastries are delicious, and there are meat mooncakes from the south. I plan to buy some and give my grandmother a taste."

Delicious pastries?
Duan Yunlang immediately said: "I'll go shopping with you, anyway, I'm not in a hurry to go home."

Xin You hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

With Duan Yunlang together, it doesn't seem deliberate.

The two cousins ​​and Xiao Lian went straight to Wuxiangzhai, and when they got there, they saw a long queue.

"It seems that this dim sum is really delicious." Duan Yunlang waited at the end of the queue full of expectations.

Xin You stood beside him silently, paying attention to the sounds around him.

Queuing is boring, such a big event happened to the Zhou family, plus Zhou Tong's special status as a hundred households of Jinlinwei, there is no room for discussion.

"Have you heard that the new owner in Yanzi Hutong fell asleep during his afternoon nap!"

"I know, that's Ji's sister-in-law's younger brother, and Ji's sister-in-law's eyes are swollen from crying."

"How miserable!"

"Yes, it's so miserable."

After Duan Yunlang listened with pricked ears, he quickly discussed with Xin You: "Cousin—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he noticed that Xinyou's expression was not right.

"Cousin, what's the matter?"

"They seem to be talking about my friend's house!" Xin You bit her lip, turned and left.

Duan Yunlang was stunned for a moment, and hurried to catch up.

Xin You walked quickly, and from afar, she saw a white hanging outside Zhou's house, and people came in and out from time to time, and intermittent crying came over.

Walking outside Zhou's house, Xin You paused and looked in from the open door.

There are many people who come to express their condolences in the courtyard, and a mourning hall has been set up in the hall.

She walked in, and no one stopped her to ask questions at this time, so she walked all the way to Ji Cailan.

Ji Cailan was very surprised to see Xin You: "Sister Kou, why are you here?"

"My cousin and I went back to Shaoqing's mansion today, thinking about the pastry shop that Sister Ji mentioned, so we went to buy some pastries to take with us. I didn't expect to hear that something happened to Sister Zhou's house, so I came to have a look."

Ji Cailan's eyes were red: "Sister Kou has a heart."

"My condolences to Sister Ji. I want to offer a stick of incense to Uncle Ling and visit Sister Zhou."

This kind of mourning matter can be said to be open to those who come to express their condolences. Ji Cailan didn't think much about it, and brought Xin You and Duan Yunlang into the mourning hall.

　This kind of ancient background is mostly people who don't raise officials and don't investigate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)