That afternoon, Mingwei met the person Jiang Wenfeng had borrowed.
"I need you to come here, young lady." Mingwei said, "There is a funeral at home and the reception is not good. Whatever you need, young lady, please feel free to tell me."
The person who came was none other than Ah Wan.
Different from the previous exquisite dress, and different from the little girl's dress in the morning, this time she was dressed simply and plainly, which was very suitable for her current status.
She said: "Young Master, at Lord Jiang's request, ordered me to follow Miss Ming these days. I should ask Miss Ming to give me whatever orders I want."
"I need to keep a vigil at the moment, and I have nothing to give you." Mingwei said, "I can only ask the girl to do as she pleases and pass the time on her own."
Ah Wan nodded, found an inconspicuous position behind her, dragged Zhang Xiaofang to sit down, took out an unknown book and started reading.
Qiu Yu couldn't help but feel that the young master's maid was too generous.
Since she is from the Marquis's residence, a slave is just a slave, and she is still in someone else's mourning hall. What does it look like!
Just when she was thinking this, she heard Ah Wan say: "Sister, please make me a pot of tea. Do you have Lu'an Guapian at home? It doesn't need to be of high quality, just a little bit of inferior quality is fine. But the brewing must be made with mountain spring water.
, I think a house like Mingfu should always have mountain spring water, right?"
Qiu Yu was stunned when she heard this: "A girl should be so particular about drinking tea?"
Ah Wan said lightly: "How can this be so particular? The tea my young master drinks is either snow water or dew water, and the inferior tea leaves are not allowed to enter the mouth. As a slave, I can't be so particular, so I choose the next one.
Waiting."
Qiu Yu thought she was troublesome, but couldn't refuse directly, so she went to see Ming Wei.
Mingwei said: "Miss Awan is a guest. Since she said so, you should treat her well."
Qiu Yu just wanted to ask someone to make tea.
Unexpectedly, Ah Wan said again: "Those old ladies and little girls are careless and always do things inappropriately. If the fragrance of the tea is stained with something that shouldn't be stained, it will be difficult to drink."
Qiu Yu could only say: "Girl, wait a moment, I'll go right away."
So she went out and asked someone to take her place.
As soon as she went out, Ah Wan lowered her voice: "Young master has heard about it. I want to ask Miss Ming. Is it true that no matter what kind of dead person, you can make him speak?"
Mingwei replied: "Of course it is true. It's just that when this person died, something unexpected happened and he was entangled with a living soul. It will take some time."
"Okay. As long as Miss Ming can do it, Master will allow you one thing."
Mingwei asked: "What kind of things are possible?"
Ah Wan muttered: "Of course not, my young master is not the one who has been taken advantage of. Whatever Miss Ming does, she will be rewarded to the same extent."
Mingwei said: "Master Yang is really a real person."
Ah Wan always suspected that her words were sarcastic, but looking at her calm expression, it seemed like it was just a normal remark.
After saying these two sentences, the little girl Qiu Yu called entered the mourning hall, and the two stopped talking.
Mingwei continued to guard her soul, and Awan continued to read her books.
…
The second lady was very upset.
Whenever something happened during the day, someone would always come to Ming Mansion to inquire about it.
I can't ignore it, I just have to be patient and let it go.
I was so tired that I couldn't help but blame the Fourth Master and his wife.
Although the two houses are not separated from each other, the third wife belongs to the second house after all.
The Fourth Master did not show up like a ghost, and even the Fourth Lady claimed to be ill. She only asked the nun in charge to help with some trivial matters, leaving all the outside matters to her.
What evil had she done?
Yes, she really did something wrong.
The second lady smiled bitterly in her heart. No matter how much she disliked each other, she still had to help if something happened.
Is there any way? Women, once you get married, you will be married for the rest of your life. Whether it is good or bad depends on your fate.
Even if she refuses to accept her fate, she still has her child here, so she can't just ignore it, right?
So this unconscionable thing has to be done a second time.
The one at home is gone, but another set of bones has been dug up in the garden.
In just a few days, what others have said about the Ming family!
The brother-in-law bullied the widowed sister-in-law, causing the widowed sister-in-law to commit suicide in order to use her full name.
There are bones buried in the garden, and it's unclear when the crime was committed.
She didn't show her face, but her words had already reached her ears.
Some people speculated that the girl was beaten to death for disobeying. Others said that the death of a girl was nothing. If she was buried in the garden without reporting it to the official, she must be a girl from a good family.
In short, the outside world has already described the Ming family as if they were **.
If this continues, who will still be willing to marry into the Ming family? Who will still dare to marry a girl from the Ming family?
The glory and wealth are nowhere to be seen, and the family tradition has fallen first!
It made her scared when people came to visit her.
After being busy until midnight, everything was finally finished. Thinking about what happened during the day, the second lady went to the mourning hall to check on the situation.
The mourning hall was quiet. Mingwei was sitting upright on his knees. Qiu Yu was watching beside him, and the girl Ah Wan was in the corner with her eyes closed and meditating.
The second lady complained secretly in her heart.
I really don’t know what Lord Jiang was thinking, he actually asked Mr. Yang for someone to come over.
Even if it is obvious that the Ming family cannot be trusted, why can't they send someone else? What kind of reputation does Mr. Yang have? What will others think if he lets his maid follow Xiao Qi?
When Mingwei saw the second lady coming in, he bowed and saluted: "Second aunt."
The second lady stepped forward to help her: "You have been kneeling for a long time and it's time to take a rest. There is only one day tomorrow, so don't injure your legs from kneeling."
"Thank you, Second Aunt, for caring about me. I'll be fine with it." After saying that, Mingwei still got up.
She staggered after kneeling for too long.
The second lady reproached her gently: "Your mother was most worried about you when she was alive. After she is gone, you should take care of yourself even more, so that she can feel at ease."
"yes."
The second lady said: "It's already very late. Go eat something and sleep for a while! How can you survive if you don't close your eyes?"
Mingwei thanked her and followed Qiu Yu to the cubicle obediently.
Ah Wan naturally followed.
The second lady was full of worries and unknowingly went to the place where the spirit was buried.
Mrs. Ming San lay quietly in the coffin, her bright and charming face now dim.
It turns out that no matter how beautiful a person is, they will not look good after death.
The second lady chuckled, with sadness in her eyes.
"Third brother and sister, don't blame me." She said softly, "You love Xiao Qi as much as your life, and I also have children to protect. Who told us, as women, what can we do?"
The second lady held the coffin, lost consciousness in silence for a while, and then said: "I often go to your place, I actually know it. What do you really want to know, how can you keep it secret?"
"But there's nothing I can do! That conscienceless eldest sister doesn't care what happened to her, so what else can we expect from him! I don't know what big future he's looking for. Anyway, for us, this day
, one day at a time. When the children are older, if you marry a wife and have children, you have survived for a lifetime."
"You just blame yourself for your bad fate! In your next life, you will get a good child and don't have such a face again!"
After the second lady finished speaking, she was about to leave.
Before her hand could leave the coffin, a sudden chill hit her and she was grabbed by a cold hand.
"Ah!" The second lady screamed, and when she lowered her head to look at it, she was immediately frightened out of her wits.
Mrs. Mingsan's eyes, which had been closed tightly just now, were now wide open, and one of her hands was clasping her wrist.