Zongling Biography

Chapter 134

Chunman said in Sijiu's ear: "Miss, hurry up and tell them to leave quickly! It's really not good to go on like this. Qingyuan is good, but these parents are not, and we can't force them, right?"

Sijiu nodded, "Take them to collect the money, and then take them to the mourning hall over there in Qingyuan."

Seeing that the Ji family agreed so readily, Qing Yuan's mother slapped her thigh immediately, as if regretting it.

If I had known that I could give so happily, I should have asked for more.

Chunman stepped forward and said in a not very kind tone: "Our family has such a big incident, I don't ask you to remember the kindness from the past, but don't disturb my master and wife's sleep, my lady thinks of Qingyuan's love to be soft Come to think of it, we people are not so easy to talk to, and I hope that you will accept it when you see it, and don't push your nose here. If you want money, go quickly, and don't tarnish our place here. "

Qingyuan's parents blushed and turned pale, and left with Chunman.

Ji Sijiu looked at the back of their family of four leaving, feeling sad for Qing Yuan.
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In the afternoon, two more people visited, pushing the situation into chaos again.

Those two people were Pusu Kangjie and his wife.

In addition to the external troubles that everyone pushes, the internal troubles are enough to worry Ji Sijiu.

As Ji Sijiu's grandparents, they were not as heartless as Qingyuan's parents, and offered to see Zhuhua's body.

Zhuhua's mother looked at her daughter's charred corpse and fainted immediately in the mourning hall.

They are only this one child, and Zhuhua is so excellent in ability, how can they not feel sad.

The servants helped Mrs. Pusu back to rest, and Pusu Kangjie asked Sijiu to learn about the situation that day.

Sijiu truthfully recounted every bit of that day, and many of the doubts made Pusu Kangjie's heart beating wildly.

Ji Sijiu asked Uncle Hua to present the herbal medicine found outside the courtyard that day. Although it was washed by the heavy rain, it still had an unpleasant smell.

Pusu Kangjie's eyes widened in surprise, and he immediately picked it up and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff, "Pumber primrose? What else?"

Ji Sijiu looked up, "I only found these, and the rest were washed away by the rain."

Pusu Kangjie nodded, "The essential oil in the petals of evening primrose can indeed make people unconscious after burning, but there must be something else! Otherwise, this small amount of medicine will not be effective for everyone in the whole house."

Ji Sijiu looked at him and tried his best to help analyze it, and let go of his doubts in his heart.

Yes, Pusu Kangjie is one of the suspects in her heart.

She can't let go of anyone who knows medicine, whether it's Pusu Kangjie or that mysterious man.

Because she felt that if any member of the Guwa tribe came to the Ji family to seek revenge, it would be impossible to leave her mother behind and watch her be buried in the sea of ​​flames.

She has never figured this out. What is the reason behind it?

After Pusu Kangjie came, he was not as servile as before, and even took himself as the master.

Ji's family held the funeral here, and he had a relationship with him through the lively communication there.

He said to everyone: "My little granddaughter is young, and now the Ji family needs someone to support her. If she doesn't mind, I, the grandfather, will help her take care of her for a few years."

Uncle Hua looked at Sijiu after hearing this, and Sijiu shook his head at him, telling him not to worry.

To her, this grandfather has no affection, it is simply because he gave birth to his own mother, otherwise, she would not even want to see him.

(End of this chapter)