stern wife

Chapter 317
unlucky!unlucky!What a bad luck!

After sighing three times in a row, Pei Xiaoran still felt that it was not enough, and his expression was still not very good after entering the hall.

It's also strange, she remembers that Zhu Lianxi never believed in ghosts and gods in her previous life, it's inexplicable, how could she appear in such a place?

And it's a good thing that he was met by her, it was really more unlucky than being hit on the head by a stone when he went out.

"Sixth sister, come here quickly, I have reserved a seat for you."

Pei Yutong was the first to spot Pei Xiaoran who walked in, and quickly waved to her, pointing to a futon next to her.

There were many people who came to pray for blessings in the main hall, probably thanks to the blessing of the Duke Pei Xingshan, their seats were arranged at the front.

Pei Xiaoran walked over as promised, and knelt down on the futon.

The futon was thick and soft, and it was quite comfortable to kneel on.

Seeing her sister's little face smelly, Pei Yutong asked curiously in a low voice:

"What's the matter? Did you encounter something unpleasant?"

Pei Xiaoran curled his lips, looked at his second sister pretending to be wronged, and muttered in a low voice:

"When I went out, I accidentally stepped on a bubble of bird droppings."

Pei Yutong quickly covered his mouth with his hands to prevent him from laughing out loud in such a solemn atmosphere.

Raising his hand to gently scratch Pei Xiaoran's small nose, Pei Yutong said dumbfounded:

"In the future, you must look at your feet more when you walk. Do you want to go back and change your shoes?"

Pei Xiaoran shook his head and said:

"The bird shit has been wiped away by me."

"That's good."

Pei Yutong couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth, seeing Pei Xingshan turning her head and sweeping towards this side, she quickly suppressed her smile, clasped her hands together with Pei Xiaoran, closed her eyes and prayed for the old lady with a serious face.

After a while, Pei Wenchang also arrived.

As soon as Pei Wenchang entered the hall, he saw a shining golden Buddha statue standing in the center, with a solemn treasure and a benevolent face.

In front of the Buddha statue, it was the Pei family who were kneeling, with their hands clasped together and their eyes closed praying.

The monks were sitting together, reciting Buddhist scriptures softly, the voice was soft, the sandalwood was wafting, and there was a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere in the hall.

No one was sad about his mother's death, and no one cared about him, who had just lost his mother.

Others were fine, and he could even tolerate Wu's people being indifferent to his mother's death. Who said that Wu's limelight and the housekeeping rights that should have belonged to Wu were all taken away by his mother?

But, that man, how could that man kneel in front of the Buddha statue so calmly, without a trace of guilt or remorse on his face, and only pray for his mother? !

What's more, he just killed someone, and he dared to go in front of the Buddha, isn't he afraid of being punished by heaven? !

The hatred in Pei Wenchang's heart was hard to subdue, and he stared at Pei Xingshan's back.

It wasn't until a young monk found him standing at the door for a long time, about to come over to ask, that Pei Wenchang looked away and strode forward.

Pei Zengshan reserved a seat for Pei Wenchang, thinking that he would lose his temper today and refuse to come, but when he saw him coming, his face suddenly showed a bit of surprise.

Pei Wenchang walked up to the futon, knelt down straight, without looking at Pei Xingshan, who was right next to him, followed others' example, put his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed earnestly.

Seeing that he didn't have any more conflicts with Pei Xingshan, Pei Zengshan heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to absently pray for his restless mother.

Of course, no one will know that what Pei Wenchang is thinking silently in his heart at this moment is not wishing for his grandmother to be safe and healthy, and to have a long life, but...

Buddha, if you really have a soul, then rain down a few thunderbolts, and chop that indifferent and cruel man to death!

It was still raining outside, but it didn't rain a few thunderbolts to kill all the people he hated as Pei Wenchang wished.

The rain didn't stop all the time, it rained from time to time for three days, and it finally stopped when the group of people set off to return home.

When I went back, it was colder than when I came, and it had just rained, so the road was much more difficult than when I came.

Although the summer has passed now, things will still go bad after a long time, and Cheng's body is no exception.

Because he had to pray for the old lady and couldn't get away, and Pei Wenchang didn't want to ask the animal father, so he couldn't bring Cheng's body down the mountain these days.

Now Cheng's body has begun to emit a strange smell, and there are some signs that it is about to rot. Therefore, as soon as he finished praying for the old lady, Pei Wenchang took Cheng's body and rushed towards the city in a carriage, preparing to kill him first. His mother's body was cremated, and the ashes were sent back to his mother's hometown.

But he was in a hurry, and the others had nothing to worry about.

Pei Xiaoran was sitting in the swaying carriage, listening to Han Chan muttering that he must first turn out the thick clothes and put them on for her when he went back. He couldn't help but find it funny, and jokingly said:
"Sister Han Chan was scared off by the rain? Don't worry, it's still early before Tian Han. It's just because we live in the mountains these days, so we always feel cold."

Han Chan was originally the daughter of the Hou Mansion, and she was taken care of by servants for food, clothing, housing and transportation. This was the first time she served others. I was afraid that she might not be considerate, but I was a little worried.

Han Chan counted the days, but it wasn't really cold yet, so she smiled and said:
"It's always right to make preparations early. When I go back, I will dig out the thick clothes and quilts. I will wash what needs to be washed, and dry what needs to be dried. When it is really cold, there is no need to rush. It's gone."

Pei Xiaoran felt that it made sense, and said:
"Then wash slowly and dry slowly, anyway, it's still early in winter, so don't worry."

The two were chatting casually, when they suddenly heard someone outside exclaiming, shouting:

"Oh! Isn't this the Fifth Young Master?"

"What happened to Fifth Young Master's carriage?"

"I don't know, probably because the road is too slippery, I ran too fast and fell over..."

The carriage stopped, and there was a lot of noise outside, Pei Xiaoran couldn't help but lift up the curtain of the window, and looked out.

I saw a carriage lying on the side of the road not far ahead, and Pei Wenchang was standing beside the carriage, yelling at the servants who were trying to pull the carriage and wanted to pull it up.

Pei Xiaoran and Han Chan looked at each other, and Han Chan whispered:
"Let's go down and have a look?"

Pei Xiaoran thought for a while, nodded, and said:
"it is good."

The two got out of the carriage one after the other, and after a closer look, they found that a coffin had fallen out of the overturned carriage. The coffin had been nailed to death, but there was still an extremely unpleasant smell Floating out from the gap.

Pei Xingshan had already got out of the carriage, and now he was standing in front of the overturned carriage, staring at Pei Zengshan with an unkind expression, his eyes full of displeasure.

Pei Zengshan noticed Pei Xingshan's gaze, but he didn't dare to turn his head to look at his elder brother's face, so he could only bite the bullet and walked forward, asking:
"Wenchang, what's the matter?"

Pei Wenchang just kicked the driver hard twice, and said angrily when he heard the words:
"Are you blind?! The carriage turned over and you can't see it!"

(End of this chapter)