Jia Helian said "Huh" and wrapped himself tightly in the blanket, "I'll tell you quietly, but don't tell anyone else."
"Yeah, I definitely won't tell anyone else." Qiao Qixin put her ear to the crack of the door in cooperation and whispered, "Okay, tell me, only the two of us can hear it."
Jia Helian leaned close to Qiao Qixin's ear, and his warm breath hit her ear.
It was a little itchy, but Qiao Qixin didn't avoid it.
"My mother wanted my brother to inherit the family business, but he didn't want to."
"My brother told me that after my father left, my mother did a lot of bad things to protect our family's property, and he didn't want to be like her."
"What bad thing?" Qiao Qixin asked curiously.
Jia Helian thought for a while, "My brother only told me that my mother asked him to take the gold nuggets to the people in the Yamen in the capital."
Qiao Qixin nodded thoughtfully.
In this era, a widowed woman is in charge of such a large family and industry, so some methods are understandable.
But she doesn't understand when someone is kidnapped and tied to herself.
"Is there anything else?" Qiao Qixin asked.
Jia Helian hesitated for a moment, "I heard this from my servants. They said that my mother deducted their monthly payment."
"But He'er thinks mother is right. Those servants always go to He'er's room to do some sneaky things." Jia Helian's voice became a little disappointed.
"Doesn't your mother care about them?" Qiao Qixin asked.
There was silence outside the door for a long time, so long that Qiao Qixin thought Jia Helian had left.
"...Mother, I don't like He'er."
"What?"
"Mother only likes my brother," Jia Helian's voice was muffled, as if coming from under the quilt, "Mother doesn't like He'er because He'er is a girl..."
Qiao Qixin lowered her eyes, and at the risk of not being able to pull her hand back, she stuck her hand out from the crack in the door and gently covered Jia Helian's head.
"...Don't be sad." Qiao Qixin could only hold back these three words for a long time.
She doesn't know how to comfort people. The only way to comfort people is to hug and touch them.
Jia Helian covered Qiao Qixin's hand covering her head in his arms, "He'er is not sad, your hands are so cold, He'er will cover them for you."
"Eh?" Qiao Qixin was a little embarrassed, but she didn't expect that she would be taken care of instead of being comforted.
"He'er knows that I love my brother He'er very much. It's just that my mother has been too tired these years, so she doesn't care about He'er." Jia Helian comforted himself by talking to himself.
Qiao Qixin squatted in the room with her hands held by Jia Helian, not daring to move for fear of disturbing Jia Helian's newly stabilized mood.
I'm so sore that my waist feels like it's about to break.
She didn't know how long she persisted, but Qiao Qixin felt that Jia Helian outside the door had fallen asleep, so she carefully pulled her hand out.
It's numb and I have no feeling at all in my arms.
Qiao Qixin endured the discomfort and moved her body. After she almost recovered, she sat down in front of the door again. After finding a more comfortable position, she extended her hand to Jia Helian.
I originally wanted to ask about Jia Yulian's situation, but I didn't expect to cry when I asked this little girl halfway.
Unexpectedly, there was only one Mrs. Jia supporting the Jia family.
Although she has never experienced it personally, Qiao Qixin, who has read several novels of the same type, knows how easily a family supported only by a mistress can be swallowed up.
It was difficult for Mrs. Jia, but Qiao Qixin felt that it was even more difficult for herself.
Can you repair this little dark room? It’s leaking air!
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In the early morning, Qiao Qixin was woken up by her biological clock.
The soft touch in her hand stunned her for a moment.
Huh? Isn't this a blanket for Jia Helian? There are also hand warmers.
Qiao Qixin yawned, opened the crack of the door and took a look outside with the faint light in the sky.
Anyone who didn't find Jia Helian probably went back to his room.
Qiao Qixin put the blanket and hand warmers into the system space, then went to the corner of the small dark room and curled up and lay down again.
In just one stick of incense, footsteps were heard outside the door.
"Open the door." It was Qian's mother's voice.
Squeak——
The wooden door was pushed open, and the morning light that filtered through the door happened to shine on Qiao Qixin.
She stretched out a hand to block the light, as if she hadn't woken up.
"Pull her up." Qian's mother ordered coldly.
The two maids immediately stepped forward and took Qiao Qixin's arms to pull her up from the ground.
Mother Qian came to Qiao Qixin, glanced at the dust on Qiao Qixin's body, and then said coldly: "Have you lost your memory? Do you still dare to throw the bowl?"
Qiao Qixin glanced at Qian's mother, and then nodded sharply as if she suddenly woke up.
Qian's mother was obviously pleased by Qiao Qixin's reaction, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She nodded and ordered, "Take her to take a bath and prepare to peel her skin."
Qiao Qixin was stunned, "What is peeling?"
Mother Qian gave her a cold look and left the small dark room.
The two maids holding Qiao Qixin looked at her with sympathy and said kindly, "Yesterday, Mother Qian discussed with the mistress and said that your skin is too dark and I'm afraid I can't send it away, so I will arrange for you to have your skin peeled today."
Qiao Qixin hesitated and said, "Is that what I understand, which means taking off the skin?" This chapter has been completed!