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861. Chapter 861 The old slave is not here to claim his life but to reminisce about the past

Grandma Sun knelt down and said, "What else can I do if the old slave is in his old age? The old slave never thought about asking the madam to fulfill anything. He just wanted to rely on the madam so that the family could be safe. But as for the madam, she really didn't. Not only did they fail to honor it, but they also drove our whole family to death!"

She kowtowed and said, "Madam, back then you were the rich daughter of the Hou family, full of longing and admiration for your cousin. But because your cousin married Miss Pei, you sighed day and night and were extremely sad."

"The old slave couldn't bear to see the young lady so sad, so he thought of a way to get the young lady and Mrs. Pei to get closer. The young lady is also a smart person, and she can figure out the joints at once. You said that if you get close to Mrs. Pei, you can get close to Mrs. Pei. Please stay close to my cousin. Maybe one day Mrs. Pei has an accident and is no longer here. Then my cousin wants to renew their relationship, and you will be the first person to consider."

"Nonsense, nonsense!" Mrs. Liu almost collapsed. She shouted crazily and raised her hand to slap Grandma Sun. However, Grandma Sun did not dodge and let her slap her.

Shen Can shouted angrily: "That's enough!"

At this time, the other three rooms of the Shen family, headed by Uncle Shen, immediately stood up, bowed and said to the old lady: "Old madam, my son remembered that there is something else at home, so he wants to go back first, and there is also something in the Yamen..."

"Everyone, sit down!" The old lady suddenly stood up and banged the table with her cane. All the cups and plates on it jumped up, and some fell to the ground and shattered.

But the thunder and lightning outside had stopped, the wind and clouds had dispersed, and it suddenly became clear, as if it had suddenly dawned in the middle of the night.

The old lady's face was gloomier than the midnight sky, "Mr. Sun, what else do you have to say."

Grandma Sun wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, "One more thing. That day, the old lady accompanied Miss Liu, who was still a young lady from the Hou Mansion, to the Shen Mansion. We took a weak stance and gained Mrs. Pei's favor. We also asked Mrs. Pei to teach The young lady played music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the madam was treated harshly by her mother-in-law. Now that she has someone to talk to, she is naturally like a close friend..."

"Nanny Sun, you must be practical when you speak." Shen Can couldn't help it anymore. Nanny Sun was blaming the old lady. She treated her daughter-in-law harshly, which meant that she had always treated Ruolan badly.

The old lady said coldly: "You don't have to pretend, and you don't have to be ****, I just don't like that wife. She is like a delicate flower all day long, afraid that the wind will blow it away, and that the sun will melt it. If you don't stick to the vertical string, you can spend all your time playing the piano and composing poems. Doesn't she look like a lady from a big family? Why should my good son be instigated by her to do something bad?"

She acted like she was taking the blame and speaking loudly, but others couldn't say anything for a while.

Grandma Sun said: "The old lady is right. Since ancient times, it is difficult for upright officials to deal with household affairs. The old slave has never said who is right or wrong. He just wants to talk about the bad things he did back then. People do bad things. There is always a ghost calling the door. What makes this old slave feel chilling is that the ghost is not an enemy, but his mistress who has always been loyal to him. Alas."

She sighed heavily, "The old slave is also a person who deserves to die. We won over Aunt Zhao and said that Madam has a body-building soup, and then the lady asked the old slave to do everything possible to find out if there is a kind of soup. Medicine can make people die silently."

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