When the two of them talked about the original owner, Qiu Wei was about to leave and immediately began to listen.

"Who is that?"

"It's the one who is thin and tall, wearing eyes and looking very dishonest!"

"You said he. Did he say anything?"

"Isn't it, sister? At that time, he was talking a lot of words, but you didn't listen to a single word?"

"Nonsense, that boy is not a good thing at first sight. I heard him say what those messy things are. Why? Has he mentioned who the woman in this painting is?"

Ah Hong asked in surprise, and Amin nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, that guy said it."

"What did he say?"

"He said that his grandfather bought this house for his little wife. Now thinking about it, the woman in this painting should be the one he said, his grandfather's little wife."

"Little wife?" He stared at the woman in the painting and looked carefully. Ah Hong immediately hugged her chest and raised her chin with interest. "So, isn't this woman in the painting the same as me!"

"What, did you also be your wife for that young master Sikong?"

The female ghost Qiuwei asked curiously, but she didn't expect Ah Hong to answer her. However, Amin immediately replied, as if she was disguised.

"Yes, you are all the same, you are the little wives for others. I don't know what the situation is like in the painting. But I know you, you must be willing."

"You have to say this. What? I'm envious. If you envy me, you can come. Don't say that I don't take care of you as a sister. I've prepared a chance for you, it depends on you who can't catch me!"

Ah Hong smiled, feeling quite unsatisfied but proud, and even said that she deliberately teased Amin a few words.

And how could Amin resist such crazy words as her? As her face turned red, she immediately began to refuse to give in to Ahong.

"You're going to die, you gossip. It's okay if you're hit by yourself, but you want to drag me into the water too? Is there anyone like you?"

"What, damn girl. I dare not think or do it? Oh, you're still excited, right?"

Of course, Ah Hong was not a good match. The two of them had a fight while talking, but they also walked away directly. The female ghost Qiuwei was standing there in a daze at this moment. Her unscrupulous appearance also made Xiaohui beside her a little nervous.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

"Xiaohui, this seems to be the first time someone didn't call me a vixen in front of me."

"Miss. This woman has said that you have the same identities. How can she be qualified to say to you like that?"

"But why are they all used to be little wives for others, and why are she so happy that she doesn't seem to care at all?"

A sadness appeared between Qiuwei's eyebrows. Xiaohui could tell at a glance that she must have remembered the past.

When he married the master who opposed the public, he was pointed at by countless people behind his back.

On the surface, she married into a wealthy family, and had a wealth of wealth and glory. In fact, as a close maid, she knew very well that this woman had really not known how much pain and tears she had swallowed behind her back.

I wished that I had married love, but after waiting, I had such an ending and after death, I would be scolded by countless people, "Is this kind of life really what the lady wants?"

This is a question that she wanted to ask questions countless times, but never asked.

Whether it was before or after her death, she just silently accompanied her lady because it was the kindness of a caring and holding a ring.

When she was about to starve to death among a group of hungry people, it was the lady who gave her the chance to live, so that she could eat and wear warm clothes. So at that time she decided to stay by her side for the rest of her life and repay her kindness in the next life.

This is her obsession.

In a blink of an eye, fifty years have passed. The five or sixty years of sharing together during her lifetime allowed her to figure out what her lady thought with just one sentence. So she could tell at a glance that her lady must be envious.

I envy all the same identity, but why is she always so sad, but the woman in front of me is so optimistic.

Xiaohui is rarely mixed with selfishness for such a question.

She looked at the two living people who were constantly fighting in front of her, but she whispered in the ear of the female ghost Qiuwei.

"Maybe...this is because Mr. Sikong is different from the master."

"no the same?"

Qiuwei murmured in a low voice. What is different? In fact, Xiao Huiming doesn’t need to say it, she knows it in her heart.

She is not a fool. Besides, no matter how stupid a person is, she has been asking a question repeatedly for fifty years in her mind. I am afraid that she has already seen through it and thought it through it.

But now the reason why I can't miss you is actually just wanting to hear an answer. An answer that comes from his mouth and in person. But now it seems that this hope is becoming increasingly slim...

"I cry all over my sleeves, complain about the east wind, and I endure the teaching of flowers falling into the water and flowing red. Today, I am sick and ill and about to enter the tomb, and I want to write down my thoughts and believe in my heart. I can only force myself to write and repay the phoenix head. Tears flow dry and ink are still thick! I thank Zhao Lang for his strong friendship and open-mindedness and pitifulness. I forgive me for my Bing Xin but I always favor him. You know that Tang Wan is sad. I miss the poet's heart, and I feel sad and hurt the country and hate him. Thousands of miles of the country are not the Song Dynasty, but my soulmate will die again! Lu! Cousin! Meet in a dream. Meet in a dream! Meet in a dream!"

While playing and playing, a sad and sad song was slowly coming from the depths of the old house.

This sudden change made Ah Hong, who had always been very nervous, unable to help but stand up, and then grabbed Amin's arm and became nervous.

"Amin, have you heard any sounds...it's like a woman is singing a show?"

"Actors? This is not very normal. There are so many old houses around, isn't it normal for one or two older people to love to listen to opera?"

Amin didn't think so much. She grew up in those old neighbors since she was a child. She had seen many elderly people on weekdays, holding a radio, playing Cantonese opera, and lying on the rocking chair for half a noon.

After listening to it for too much, she could hum a few sentences herself. She was also familiar with this tune. The dreams were broken and the fragrance disappeared for forty years. The Cantonese opera wrote about the memoirs of Lu You and Tang Wan in the sacrificial night.

She likes Tang Wan because this woman's talent is admirable. But she doesn't like Lu You because she thinks Lu You really doesn't have that responsibility. So after this drama, she will only feel worthless for Tang Wan.

She envied Tang Wan's talent and did she envy Tang Wan's life. If she were Tang Wan, she felt that she would not be discouraged for Lu You no matter what. This is not a good person who can trust people to die. The real good person should be...

While she was thinking about it, a figure of a person appeared in her mind. When she suddenly woke up, she shook her head suddenly and scolded her for being embarrassed.

Amin, Amin, how can you be so shameless and so depraved? That's your good sister...

"You damn girl, what are you thinking?"

Amin suddenly came back to his senses and quickly denied it.

"Ah, nothing. I'm just thinking about what else should I buy in this house..."

"Really, you didn't lie to me!"

"Hey, Bama. You've had enough! Are you endless? Be careful I'm really angry with you!"

Seeing that Amin seemed to be really annoyed, Ah Hong quickly stopped and did not dare to continue teasing her to death.

"Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore. Let's talk about serious business, serious business!"

"Really, talk about the serious business?"

"Why, you don't believe me yet. Don't you know what kind of personality I have?"

"hehe..."

"Oh, I'm so furious..."

The two women were having another fight, and when the two female ghosts were hiding beside to watch, they couldn't help but feel envious. Perhaps they had had such good relationships with sisters, but so many years have passed, and everything has changed.

"Okay, I really talk about the serious business and I won't joke with you. What should I do about the matter in the store? You are the future store manager at least, so you have to come up with a charter."

"What should we do? We are not here. Unless you have negotiated with those masters and let them do their jobs quickly. Otherwise, if you want to open a business normally, don't even think about it."

Amin shook her head and directly said that she was powerless. Of course, this statement could not satisfy Ah Hong. She shook Amin's shoulder and said angrily.

"Please, please be serious, okay? You have a share in this business. Also, don't you have a good relationship with those masters? Isn't it good to ask them to have more snacks and organize the store as soon as possible!"

"You said it simply." Amin rolled his eyes. "If someone can get things done by saying good things, then what's the point of asking for money? Let's say a few more good things and everything will be solved!"

"What do you mean?"

"You'll add money. As long as the money is given, you won't be afraid that they won't work hard..."

"Add more money? My money is not from the strong wind, right?"

"What do you think of? We spent hundreds of thousands of dollars in one breath. If the work stops suddenly, the loss will be more than this wage."

Ah Hong was blocked with one sentence. She couldn't think of any other way, so she could only grab her hair hard, but in the end she chose to compromise.

"Okay, okay. I'll do it for them to process money. These bandits who kill thousands of swords, damn young and dandy. If my mother can't do her business because of them, I will definitely not finish it with them!"

"Okay, please calm down. If you have this skill to compete with those bad guys, it's better to think about our future career. Although we can't take care of the things in the store now, aren't we unable to do anything?"

"People are temporarily trapped here, what else can we do?"

Ah Hong found a clean place and lay down, obviously feeling a little restless. When she saw her appearance, Ah Min took out an apple and threw it on her, and said.
Chapter completed!