Marrying into a poor family

Chapter 202 Another ledger

Of course, Ms. Lin didn't die, but she only lost half her life. What she couldn't bear the most was, why should she suffer such a crime?

The next day, Ms. Lin didn't get up until nearly noon. She heard that the county magistrate, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhang had all gone out. Regardless of the pain in her body, Mrs. Lin put on the clothes for going out and wanted to go out.

It was difficult to walk, so Mrs. Lin called for a sedan and carried her to the door before changing to a carriage.

The carriage stopped at Su's Incense Shop, and Mrs. Lin walked in. She didn't bring anyone with her, and the maids were all left on the carriage.

After entering, Mrs. Lin said to the shopkeeper: "I want to see your boss."

The shopkeeper saw it was her and asked her to go to the back without saying a word.

Qin Xiang was sitting by the window of the wing on the second floor, warming herself by the fire and drinking tea. The seat opposite was empty, and Mrs. Lin sat directly there after she came in.

Today's Lin is not polite, and there is no pretentiousness in the past.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Xiang raised her head, looked at Lin's pale face that could not be covered up by applying makeup, and couldn't help but ask.

"What else can you do? You must have known that you were tortured by that old beast, right?" Mrs. Lin felt uncomfortable and leaned back.

Qin Xiang couldn't help but frown, stood up, took the pillow from the couch, and stuffed it behind Mrs. Lin quietly.

"Get comfortable!"

A simple word and a pillow made Lin's nose sore.

Qin Xiang poured a cup of hot tea for her, and Lin drank it in one gulp, as if it was not tea but liquor.

For some reason, Qin Xiang felt a little uncomfortable.

After pouring her another cup of tea, Qin Xiang said softly: "Drink slowly, it's hot!"

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of getting burned? Hahahaha!" Mrs. Lin laughed wantonly, but tears were streaming down her face.

"Qin Xiang, you are living a good life. Of course you don't understand how sad, painful and helpless a woman like me is!"

Qin Xi wanted to say that she understood very well, but she was just thinking about it.

She didn't even open her mouth to comfort Mrs. Lin. You know, it's useless to comfort her in such pain.

After crying and laughing for a long time, Lin finally calmed down.

However, Mrs. Lin fell silent after venting her anger.

She raised her legs on the chair, hugged her knees with her arms, put her chin on her knees, and looked at the red coals in a daze.

Qin Xiang took a book to read. He didn't rush her, but just stayed with her quietly.

"I know that your concern for me is purposeful. I also know that no one in this world will treat me sincerely."

Qin Xiang raised her head, rolled up the book and put it on her chin, looking at Mrs. Lin without saying anything.

Lin just wanted to say that she didn't need Qin Xiang's answer.

"I have had no parents since I was a child. My grandparents said they died of illness. I am very young and not sensible. What does it matter if I don't have parents?"

Later, grandma also died.

Lin lived with her uncle and aunt. At that time, she already knew that life without her parents was difficult.

"I have been with him since I was fifteen years old. It has been almost five years. He took me with him every time he took office. I thought I was the most favored. In the end, it was not worth a eunuch's joke."

He is willing to wear such a cuckold, which is simply not a man.

Mrs. Lin did not give birth to a child because her wife did not allow it and secretly gave her medicine that would never allow her to become pregnant. She found out later and made a big fuss. He persuaded her that it would be better not to have children because she could rely on him wholeheartedly.

He also promised that he would be good to her in the future and for the rest of his life.

Young Lin believed it and stopped making trouble. Mrs. Lin was so heartbroken at this time that she regarded Qin Xiang as the only one she could talk to. She recounted her dull and painful life as if taking out the trash.

"Thank you, Qin Xiang, for coming out and talking to me. I'm much better now!" Mrs. Lin finally returned to her usual false appearance, and took out a notebook from her sleeves and placed it on the table.

"I think you will like this. If you want to keep this thing, how do you use it? It's up to you whether you use it or not! Okay, I'm leaving first."

Just like when she arrived, Mrs. Lin stood up and walked outside without saluting.

Qin Xiang did not pick up the notebook on the short table, but turned her head to look at Lin, who looked cool but was actually not walking very fast.

"Take care." Qin Xiang finally swallowed what she wanted to say.

Mrs. Lin's footsteps paused, she turned around, and gave Qin Xiang a blessing ceremony: "Qin Xiang, you have to be well, you have to live well, if you can, please don't forget me. ah!"

Qin Xiang's eyes felt a little sore, and she nodded in agreement. Then he said: "Do you need me to help you leave that man? Leave him and go to a place where no one knows you, and start over."

Mrs. Lin smiled and shook her head, turned around and straightened her back to leave.

Qin Xiang sat quietly, motionless, not even looking at the notebook on the table.

Qingcan and Qinggu walked out from behind the screen. Qin Xiang came back to her senses when she heard the noise, reached out and took out the book to read.

The casual eyes gradually became stern, and finally became extremely complicated.

Qingcan and Qinggu knew that their wife was in a bad mood, so they did not dare to make any noise to upset Qin Xiang.

The account book in Qin Xiang's hand was handwritten by Lin, and it was the county magistrate's private account, which happened to be somewhat similar to the one in Qin Xiang's hand.

However, what Qin Xiang had in hand was the accounts of an underground gambling house in Fushui Town, and the amount was not large.

The book in Qin Xian's hand contains accounts of large amounts of money entering and exiting in the past two years.

The reason why it is very thin is because this is not a running account book, but an account book of underground gambling houses in Qijiang County and several towns under its jurisdiction.

There is only one symbol for the flow of this money. Qin Xiang was stunned for a while looking at the symbol Lin described.

Qingcan passed by and suddenly asked, "Is this the word "thank you"?"

Qin Xiang raised his head and saw Qing Can looking at the symbol.

"Why do you think it's the word "thank you"? Qin Xiang doesn't know the word, but it doesn't look like it.

But Qingcan didn't know how to read originally. She just learned Braille from the old scholar in the past two years. However, she fished for three days and posted nets for three days. She didn't recognize many words, and what she wrote was even more arrogant and careless.

In other words, when she writes, she either misses a line or loses a stroke, and some places are even weirdly shaped.

But the complex symbol in her eyes was the learned character Xie.

So, she said so.

Qin Xiang actually felt like the word "thank you" under her guidance and description.

What does thank you mean? Qin Xiang felt a little trembling in her heart, and the hand holding the notebook couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Could it be that "thank you"?

Qingcan thought she had said the wrong thing and asked quickly: "Madam, did this servant's nonsense make the madam unhappy?"

Qinggu also came over to help Qingcan speak.

After coming back to his senses, Qin Xi waved his hand and smiled at Qing Can: "You didn't do anything wrong, but you helped me."

After listening to Qin Xiang's words, Qingcan and Qinggu were relieved.

"Qing Can!" Qin Xiang put the notebook away and raised his head to look at the surprised Qing Can: "After this incident is over, I will take the time to propose marriage to Qiao San in person and ask him if he is willing to marry you. Mrs?"

(End of this chapter)