However, Lin Qingran squinted her eyes slightly and looked at Aunt Qiu with a confused expression.
Mrs. Lin closed her eyes: "Come here, bring Bai Mei!"
Aunt Qiu's divine logic, Mrs. Lin found that she could no longer talk to her, so she directly brought Bai Mei up, and naturally she knew who was behind this.
Zhihua took the order and left with a few rough ladies. Soon he heard rapid footsteps outside. When Zhihua raised the curtain and came in, his face became a little ugly and he spoke with difficulty:
"Old madam, when I left, Bai Mei had already bitten her tongue and died."
So now the little girl who poisoned the food has become a key figure, and the person who saw the little girl that day was only Aunt Qiu.
Aunt Qiu was obviously aware of this, and her tone became much tougher in a moment. She glanced at the hairpin that was showing off the cold air in the sun, and said, "Second Miss, you'd better put this hairpin away first. I want to
What do you ask? I just said, we are a family, why should we make such a fuss? You know I am timid and care about my appearance. If you accidentally hurt my face or scare me, even the things you remember will be forgotten.
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Lin Qingran thought for a moment, then re-inserted the hairpin on her head, and politely helped Aunt Qiu up from the ground: "Aunt Qiu is right!"
The pride in Aunt Qiu's eyes flashed, she stretched out her hand to tuck her hair, and said to Mrs. Lin: "I am a clean person, and my face is both watery and gray, so I'd better wash it with a basin of water first.
Bar!"
Mrs. Lin slammed the table angrily and said angrily: "People have already lost their lives, and you still care about your face. Isn't your face worth more than a human life?"
Although Aunt Qiu did not answer, her expression was very clear - her face was indeed more important than human life.
Everyone was confused by Aunt Qiu's perverted concept.
Lin Qingran was very cooperative and advised Mrs. Lin: "Grandma, it's just a matter of a basin of water. Our Lin family has a great business and we don't care about this basin of water. The prisoners on death row can still have a good meal before they die.
Let’s treat it as fulfilling her last wish.”
Mrs. Lin was moved by Lin Qingran's statement that the death row prisoner could still have a good meal before he died. She gave Zhi Hua a wink and quickly brought in a basin of water for Aunt Qiu.
Aunt Qiu just wiped her face carefully in public, as if it were made of gold. Her movements were so gentle that people thought she was not wiping her face, but wiping something.
A rare treasure.
Being narcissistic to this extent, Lin Qingran's eyes were opened.
Aunt Qiu wiped it for a long time. When the handkerchief covered her sight, she glanced at the hourglass with a vague gaze. She didn't know how long it took. She suddenly threw the handkerchief into the water in the copper basin, and the splashes fell on it.
Lin Qingran's face was as cold as ice.
But she laughed maliciously: "Second Miss, I know very well what you want to know, but unfortunately, even if your guess is correct, it won't help, because I won't say anything!"
While she was talking, she began to vomit blood, and the color of the blood was purple-black - it was obvious that she had taken chronic poison in advance, and now it was taking effect.
Everyone's expressions changed. They didn't expect Aunt Qiu to be so cruel to others and to herself. She had actually taken the poison beforehand, so she didn't give herself the slightest chance.
However, everyone knew in their hearts that she had no love in her life! Instead of suffering like this, it would be better to get over it once and for all.