Chapter 93: There is a ghost in the heart

After such a blow, Song Shi'an was also depressed. Since I came to Mu Entang, I have been staying in front of my mother's bed. That night, He Yi also lay on the couch and opened his eyes. Who knows, in the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up with a strong smell of blood. When I opened my eyes, I was suddenly scared to death.

I don't know where a lot of blood gushed out from the clean floor tiles that had been cleaned by the National People's Congress. This blood seems to flow fresh from the human body, with a fresh and sweet smell. In the silence in the middle of the night, it silently renders an unspeakable and terrible atmosphere.

Seeing this, the well-informed Song Shi'an couldn't help turning over in fear. He called a few bold maids in and told them with a calm face, "You quickly clean up the dirty things on the ground, and after dawn, send someone to invite a few monks to do it. In addition, the old lady can no longer live in this yard. She must quickly clean up a bigger and brighter place. These things must be fast, and they can't leak any wind. Otherwise, you should know my means.

Seeing Song Shi'an's gloomy face, the servants knew that the situation was quite serious. Fortunately, the servants of Mu Entang are all old people in Song Mansion, and they also know what to say and what not to say. At that moment, he quickly cleaned up the mess in the room and quickly lit up the lights outside the house.

In Tsinghua Academy, when I got up in the morning, I heard some rumors about Mu Entang. The cinnamon spit fiercely on the ground and scolded, "Bah! This old lady deserves to be like this now. Miss, what did you say is she not psychologically?

Zichu also felt inexplicable indignation, but she knew that the death of Mrs. Helian was by no means an artificial sin of Mrs. Song. Without Song Shi'an and Zhu Xiaoyan, why did she die at a young age?

Although emotionally, Mrs. Helian is not her mother. But now that she has crossed into Song Zichu, she has no choice but to admit that she is the one who gave her second life. In addition, Helian Haoran and Mrs. Helian really love and pity her like relatives, especially Her uncle, who has given unconditional support and trust to her niece. People's hearts are fleshy. For this reason, she must regard Mrs. Helian as her relatives.

Then he sneered and said, "Let's wait and see. This matter hasn't come to an end yet!" The old man is already almost sunset. It's not a pity for her life. I still want to keep her alive for a while! Isn't it cheap for such a wolf-hearted person to let her die so easily? On the contrary, those two people must not let them escape punishment so easily.

"Hmm! Miss, what you said, by the way, the second lady sent someone to inform the maidservant that she had something important to discuss with you. Do you think you will go or not later?

Zichu said, "Oh? Did she send someone to inform us? That's a good thing. Let's go there together."

After seeing Song Zilan, as soon as she met, she said eagerly, "What the hell are in the two jade seals you gave me? It's really scary. You don't know that so many people in Muentang were scared to death at that time. Even I almost couldn't recover!"

Zichu sat down leisurely in the pavilion, fanned the wind with a fan in his hand, and said to Song Zilan, "They are guilty of being thieves, so they are scared out of their wits. Are you the same as them?"

"You talk less nonsense! I was only six or seven years old when your mother died. Who did she fall into? However, looking at the old guy like this, he probably has nothing to do with her.

Song Zilan said, as if asking tentatively, "Actually, you must also know in your heart that in this Song Mansion, the worst thing is this old immortal, right? I'm thinking that when you don't die like this, your big revenge will be almost gone, right?"

Zichu looked at her lower abdomen and said with a smile, "I can't see that you are still thinking about your mother!" Why do you want to make up your mind to be a filial daughter?

Song Zilan said angrily when she heard the words, "Don't add oil and vinegar there!" I just asked such a question. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to reply. By the way, now that my task has been completed, what about what you promised me?"

"Of course I won't go back on what I promised you."

Zichu said, he got up and said, "In two days, I will send someone to Shengfu to withdraw from the marriage. But before that, you have to do something for me..."

"What? What else do you ask me to do for you? Song Zichu, let me tell you, don't go too much. Do you really think I'm afraid of you? If you give me another problem, believe it or not, I will tell others that it's all your troubles if you get sick like this?"

"Go! Go ahead! I'd like to see if Song Zilan has this ability and courage!"

Song Zilan stared at her fiercely for a long time, and finally said, "Huh! Forget it, for the sake that we are always surnamed Song, I won't care about you this time. Tell me, what else?"

Zichu smiled and knew that he had completely grasped Song Zilan this time, so he said slowly, "Don't worry, you will be very happy to do this after hearing this. Think about it, you are about to get married, but it's about the dowry..."

When Song Zilan heard that it had something to do with her dowry, she couldn't be angry. She quickly swallowed and thick-skinned and flattered her, "Sister, so that's what you're talking about! Don't worry, we are sisters. Although he was not born by his mother, after all, his father is always alone! As the saying goes, we will never leave our brothers. In the future, we will all get married and marry into our mother-laws. The exchanges between these sisters are always indispensable, right? I can marry better, sister, don't you have a light on your face?

Zichu heard that she quickly listed a lot of rich and bright prospects in the future, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up to Zhu Xiaoyan's brazen gene. Looking at the mother and daughter, one by one is shameless. It's really her own!

She had the intention to play Song Zilan, so she nodded and pretended to agree, "In the past, I always felt that you sprayed feces out with one mouth, but this time I finally felt that there was still some truth. Don't worry, my uncle has only two daughters and one son. Now my uncle loves me as much as his own daughter. In terms of dowry, I can't fight with you."

With that, she took out a silver ticket from her sleeve and shook it in front of Song Zilan. This is 10,000 two-notes, which can be exchanged in several Qianzhuang in three months. I calculate that the date of your marriage will have to wait for more than a month at the earliest, so this silver ticket is the dowry I gave you. If you take it to your mother-in-law's house, you can also loosen your money a little, right?

It is said that parents are not as good as silver relatives, which is really appropriate for Song Zilan. It's not to blame her. The main reason is that Mrs. Sheng's old pious woman loves money too much. Song Zilan thought to herself that if she could have more money around her, she would not always be looked down on by her mother-in-law. Thinking about this, my eyes lit up and quickly took the silver ticket and folded it into my sleeve. Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, sister, don't worry, I will listen to you well in the future. No matter what happens, I will always be with you."

Zichu didn't think she would take this seriously, but in order to cooperate with the play, she still nodded and said, "Okay, let's make a deal. So, how about you these days, help me..."

Song Zilan returned to his yard after breaking up with Zichu. When he was speculating about the various fantasies of the silver ticket in his hand, he heard the maid report, "Miss, miss, the master called you over. It is said that the old lady is in a coma now. She used to like to eat Mao Xue Wang you made the most, and asked you to make a meal and send it to her immediately. Maybe the old lady will wake up when she smells the fragrance!"

Song Zilan sneered and looked up and said, "Okay, I'm going to make Mao Xue Wang for her."

After saying that, my heart was chilly. By now, Song Zilan finally made it clear that in her father's heart, in this Song family, except for the son who is the person who inherits incense, the only thing he cares about is this fierce old man at the bottom of his heart.

Ha ha, think about how stupid you used to treat him as your own father. I still dream of filial piety to him in the future, and now... I really don't want to think about anything. As the saying goes, people will be destroyed if they don't do it for themselves! With such selfish parents and born in such a family, Song Zilan has been desperate for the so-called family affection.

She even felt that Song Zichu, who had always been regarded as a thorn in her eyes, was actually hateful without her parents. At least, she can put herself in her shoes. When she is desperate, she can quietly send herself such a silver ticket, which is better than her biological mother. She knows that Mrs. Sheng loves money as much as her life, and she also has a way to accumulate wealth, but she prefers to keep this money for her husband and son, and spend it at all. Don't think about your future.

It's also strange. After Song Zilan worked in the sultry kitchen for a long time, and came to Mrs. Song's bed with the fresh and spicy hairy blood that had just been made, the corners of Mrs. Song's mouth, which had not moved slightly, seemed to move. This move made her The maid immediately shouted repeatedly, "Oh, the ancestors moved! Sir, the ancestors have moved!"