Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

 Chapter 363 The thoughtful Jade Rabbit

this day.

 Shen Ningning came to Xie Mansion to accompany Xie Suzhi to have dinner.

She took a nap in the afternoon, and when she got up, she saw Wan Chun passing the door with red eyes and holding a bunch of things.

 “Sister Wan Chun?” Shen Ningning immediately stopped her: “What’s wrong with you?”

Looking closer, I saw that I was right.

 In late spring, there were tears in his eyes, and he looked very sad.

"Princess..." Wan Chun wiped her tears with the back of her hand and choked with sobs: "My servant just went to collect Wenxiu's belongings."

 “Wenxiu?” Shen Ningning had never heard of it.

Wan Chun said with tears: "Like the slaves, she is a domestic servant in the mansion. She has been serving in the main room."

“But not long ago, I was transferred to serve Mrs. Xie by Butler Pang. I never expected that I was found dead in the pond over the second courtyard this morning.”

“They said she couldn’t see clearly at night, fell into the pool, hit her head on the rockery, bled, fell into a coma, and froze to death.”

 Shen Ningning was very surprised.

“Didn’t anyone in the second room see her fall into the pool?”

“Because the second lady has been in poor spirits recently, and she deliberately locked herself in the courtyard to think about her past, no one else is willing to go there except Wenxiu who is waiting for her.”

 Wan Chun said this, thinking that she had just passed by and saw a big **** hole in Wenxiu's head.

Such a tragic situation, she felt terrible now just thinking about it, and she was trembling with sadness.

"Wenxiu is a very gentle and reserved person. At first, Butler Pang wanted to transfer Wenlan to the Second Courtyard, but Wenlan was afraid of the Second Lady's temper, so Wenxiu went there for her."

"Who would have thought that she would actually die when she went there? Maybe it was bad luck, hey..." Wan Chun cried bitterly while wiping her tears.

The relics belonging to Wenxiu in his hand fell out with a clatter.

 They were all papers on which she studied poetry.

Among them, there was also a particularly small jade-carved rabbit, only the size of a little finger, which also fell down.

Shen Ningning bent down to pick it up, looked at the Jade Rabbit, and widened her watery eyes: "What a beautiful object."

Wan Chun took two glances and recognized it: "This was given to Wenxiu by the eldest lady when she was five years old, because Wenxiu was born in the year of Rabbit."

 Come to think of it, Wenxiu has always treasured things that are contemplative, and even specially wore a rope with a red tassel.

As soon as Shen Ningning heard that it was given to her by her mother-in-law, she took a second look.

 Suddenly, she noticed: "Eh? There are words under this rabbit."

Wan Chun also looked over curiously.

I saw two words engraved under the small jade rabbit.

 But...the structure of this character is very unique, and it doesn’t look like the characters of Cangyun Kingdom!

Wan Chun was confused when he read it: "Princess, what does this say?"

Shen Ningning scratched her pink face and said, "I can't understand it either."

  She thought she had read a lot of books, so how could there be words that she had not seen before?

 I suddenly remembered it in late spring.

“My mother once said that the lady herself can write a set of characters that no one can recognize. Only she understands what they mean.”

“For a while, the eldest lady relied on those obscure words to keep accounts. At first, the second lady wanted to seize the management power of the mansion, so she did not compete with our lady.”

“I remember that the eldest lady left a text analysis book written by herself. It was a thin volume and she seemed to have given it to the second young master.”

 Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes.

She clenched the Jade Rabbit tightly with her little hands: "Late Spring, what are you going to do with Wenxiu's relics?"

 Speaking of this, I couldn’t help crying in late spring.

“Although Wenxiu was a slave born in the family, after his death, he could only be sent to the Jianu Mountain behind the ancestral tomb of Xie Mansion, and he could not be buried with any objects.”

"I plan to seal these things in an earthen jar. When I die, I can take them to the tomb and return them to the underworld."

Wan Chun is a warm-hearted and straight-tempered person. He is so sad. It seems that he really regards Wenxiu as a good friend.

Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes and said, "Is this good? I'll ask dad to let you bury these items with her."

“But lend me this Jade Rabbit for a few days. I will figure out what these two words are and then return it to you.”

 Wan Chun quickly wiped away her tears and kept nodding: "Okay! Princess, you are so kind. You are as considerate as the eldest lady. What a blessing to Wenxiu."  In the evening.

Shen Ningning went to Xie Mingan's yard.

 Originally, Xie Mingan had to deal with hundreds of files piled up from the lower counties in Dali Temple.

But when he heard that Shen Ningning was waiting for him, he immediately put down his pen, informed his subordinates, and rode back home.

 “Little sister!” He called before he even entered the door.

As soon as he entered the study, he saw Shen Ningning lying on his desk, holding a pen and practicing calligraphy stroke by stroke.

 Xie Mingan's handsome face showed a warm smile.

He took off his coat, patted it, and stretched his hand over the fire nearby to warm himself up for a while before walking over.

As he got closer, he saw Shen Ningning holding up a jade rabbit and copying the inscriptions on it.

The little guy was so focused that he didn't even know he was coming.

 Xie Mingan pursed his lips and smiled.

Suddenly he reached out and hugged Shen Ningning's little body from behind.

"Little sister, I said the second brother is back." He said, lifting Shen Ningning and spinning her around.

"Let me go!" Shen Ningning was shaken so hard that her head felt dizzy.

She kicked her calves and struggled desperately in Xie Mingan's arms, like a fat cat that couldn't get rid of humans, her pink little face bulging with anger.

 Xie Mingan laughed heartily.

These days, he has been having a warm face but a cold butt, but it doesn't matter.

 He is willing to please his sister.

Seeing that he wouldn't let go, Shen Ningning turned her wrist, grabbed the brush, said "Hey" twice, and drew a cross on his face.

 Xie Mingan was startled, and the strength in his hand suddenly relaxed.

Shen Ningning landed steadily, with her hands on her hips and her eyes widened in a lively manner.

"Don't attack me from behind in the future!" the little guy warned fiercely.

At this time, she saw that Xie Mingan had a dark face, and on his white jade face, the cross she drew was right in the middle of the bridge of his nose.

 “Pfft—” Shen Ningning burst into laughter, her little body shaking wildly.

“You still dare to laugh at me, look at the good things you have done!” Xie Mingan spat twice, and the ink just splashed out of his mouth.

Shen Ningning was so happy that her waist almost broke.

Xie Mingan narrowed his eyes and suddenly ran over with his hand, intending to catch Shen Ningning.

 The little guy exclaimed and ran back and forth around the table.

 She is small in stature and quick in reflexes.

　　It actually made Xie Ming'an play around.

 After a moment, Xie Mingan stopped panting.

He held the edge of the table with his slender palms and raised his thin, angry eyes: "No more chasing. You should take a rest and run around. After a while, dad will be attracted and you will scold me for bullying you."

Shen Ningning proudly puffed out her belly.

 “It’s not that you’re scolding me anyway.” She blinked her big eyes with a sly expression.

 Xie Mingan had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead as he ran.

He picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, then asked: "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

Shen Ningning raised the jade rabbit and pointed at the two words engraved below.

"Are you illiterate? What is written here?"

 Xie Mingan took a look.

“This is my mother’s handwriting. She said this kind of writing is called Huaguo writing. What’s engraved on your rabbit is...”

 (End of this chapter)