Miss Jun's voice was soft and slow, getting quieter towards the end. Only Mrs. Fang could hear the last sentence clearly.
Old Mrs. Fang looked at the girl in front of her. Even though she had experienced the storm, she still looked surprised.
"What did you say?" she couldn't help but ask.
Miss Jun had already let go of her hand and took a step back quietly.
"I have made things clear with the Ning family, and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on," she said softly.
The matter with the Ning family has been cleared up? They have nothing to do with each other?
Why can't she understand what this means?
Of course she would understand if it were someone else, but this Miss Jun...
Old Mrs. Fang looked at her with a strange expression.
Although the girl in front of her was wearing nondescript old clothes, her face still had that evil look.
"What tricks are you doing again?" she asked.
The little girl had already recovered from the fright and hummed after hearing these two sentences.
"My young lady has already broken off her engagement with the Ning family." She said, her voice choked with grievances when she said the word "break off the engagement."
The young lady is so pitiful. The master and his wife died young, and they were left with such a useless grandfather's family. They couldn't help, and even bullied the young lady.
The word "break off the engagement" was heard by everyone around, and this time the servants, wives and girls all looked shocked.
"How is that possible?" a servant girl standing nearest blurted out.
Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.
"How is this impossible?" she said softly.
Of course this is possible, but it is impossible to get married. The Ning family will not recognize this marriage at all, but what the little girl said was that my young lady broke off her engagement with the Ning family.
Miss Jun came to Yangcheng to get married to the Ning family, and she even made such a fuss in order to get married that she even risked her life. How could she agree to break off the engagement?
"Of course it's possible, my young lady..." the little girl looked at these servants and said with hatred on her face.
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Miss Jun.
"Let's talk about this when we get back," she said, looking around.
Everyone subconsciously looked around, and then realized that people were gathering around to watch the fun.
Some people even pointed at them and whispered to each other, obviously they knew who Miss Jun was.
Miss Jun wanted everyone to recognize her as the fiancée of the tenth son of the Ning family in Yangcheng, and now she would be even more ostentatious when she came to Beiliu Town, where the Ning family is located.
Coupled with the scene of hanging herself in the inn, everyone in this small town may know who she is.
But wouldn’t the more people there be, the more she would like? Why did she want to leave on her own initiative?
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Miss Jun.
Miss Jun stood with her eyes lowered and her expression was calm, showing no emotion.
"Thank you grandma for coming to pick me up in person." She curtsied slightly, "Grandma was frightened and tired."
Mrs. Fang's hand trembled slightly, and she looked at Miss Jun with an even more surprised expression, with a hint of complexity in her surprise.
Frightened and tired.
I really didn't expect that she would hear this sentence, and it would come from the mouth of this granddaughter who refused to look at her.
This thought flashed through and brought Mrs. Fang back to her senses instantly. Her surprise dissipated, leaving only suspicion.
What does this granddaughter want to do?
"Young lady, you are joking. It is us who have caused you to suffer this humiliation." She said calmly, glanced at Miss Jun, and said no more, "Since you want to go to our Fang family, then let's go."
After saying this, she turned around and winked at a maid, who took a few steps back after understanding.
Miss Jun didn't say anything anymore and followed her.
Miss Jun was about to leave. The little girl glared at the servants and girls of the Fang family to express her disgust and dissatisfaction, but she followed them without saying a word.
Old Mrs. Fang brought two carriages, and she got into one herself. The maid led Miss Jun into the other, and then the maids and girls all crowded into the old lady's carriage.
Of course Miss Jun will not ride in the same car with lowly people like them.
The two carriages sped away with everyone watching, but no one noticed that a servant girl from the Fang family was also standing in the crowd, listening to everyone's discussions.
Although it was not an official road, the carriage still drove smoothly.
"What kind of carriage has been arranged for us?" The little girl sat in the carriage and complained with a look of disgust on her face, "It's still a job of pulling people or goods. Why didn't you put a charcoal pot in such a cold weather? Did you mean to freeze the lady to death?
"
Miss Jun took a look at the carriage. To be fair, the carriage was well made, but there was no decoration, and there was no small charcoal pot installed. It was just laid with thick mats and pillows.
"Of course it's to attract people," Miss Jun said.
Miss Jun who was hanged and was too injured to get up, or Miss Jun who died.
Miss Jun's hand touched the mat in the car. Originally, this arrangement was very good and worked well. The only surprise was that the dead person was taken over by her.
Although Jun Zhenzhen is really dead, her body will not lie down.
The wind swirled in the car through the curtains, bringing with it a biting chill.
"Miss, are you cold?" The little girl rubbed her hands and asked with concern, and then complained, "Why don't you put a heater in the car?"
Although Miss Jun and his servants looked down upon the Fang family, they could enjoy everything the Fang family had to offer with peace of mind. In their hearts, they felt that this was the Fang family's honor.
What a ridiculous and hateful child.
Miss Jun couldn't help but smile, her smile flashed by, and then she became overwhelmed with emotions.
In the hearts of those people, it is natural for them to enjoy everything that was taken away from them, and then feel honored because of their charity.
The hands on her knees, which were covered by the hanging sleeves, were clenched tightly, and the stinging pain prevented her from screaming in her throat.
Since waking up, everything has been too weird and beyond her cognition. She can only deal with the reality with calmness and suppress the emotions that can easily make people lose their mind, so as not to drive themselves crazy.
Hatred is the emotion that most easily makes people lose their mind.
Miss Jun reached out to lift the car curtain and looked out the window.
"Miss, is it too cold?" The little girl didn't notice her emotions, only saw her actions, and said with approval, her face becoming more dissatisfied, "Why don't you even have a hand stove?"
The little girl turned around and moved to the front of the car.
"Stop the car," she shouted, "and get the stove."
The people outside were a little confused by her shouting, but they didn't dare not listen, so they had to report to the old lady Fang in front. After a while, the maid in the carriage in front brought a hand stove.
The little girl looked at the stove and frowned.
"This is an old hand stove." She said with disdain.
The maid looked forbearing.
"I'm in a hurry and I'm not prepared. This belongs to the old slave. The young lady can make do with it first."
The little girl threw the stove away.
"Oh, it's so dirty. Why does it smell so bad?" she screamed.
The servant woman's face turned green with anger.
The little girl is not finished yet.
"...Why isn't there a charcoal pot in the car? The mat is so thin that it freezes to death..." she complained.
Miss Jun, who was originally in a trance, couldn't help but laugh.
"Liu'er." she shouted.
The little girl immediately stopped talking and responded.
"Okay, I've already said that people should obey the authority in emergencies, and it's not far away. Ren Ren is here." Miss Jun said.
The little girl obeyed the young lady's words and snorted at the maid.
"Let's go, let's go." She waved her hands in disgust.
The maid bowed stiffly to Miss Jun and walked away.
The motorcade resumed its journey, and everyone else in Mrs. Fang's carriage looked sympathetically at the livid-faced servant.
They all heard what the little girl said just now.
"Miss Jun is very easy to talk to this time." The maid said after holding back for a moment.
After all, she is the granddaughter of the old lady. The old lady can hate her, but she is her blood relative. Her bones are broken and her tendons are connected. They still have to be sensible when they are servants.
Old Mrs. Fang, who was leaning on the pillow with her eyes closed all the time, snorted.
"One of them is doing bad things and the other is doing bad things," she said. "I'd like to see what she has in mind."
The servants, women and girls lowered their heads and did not dare to answer.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted by the wind, and the faint voice of the little girl in the carriage behind could be heard.
"...Miss, I will put my clothes on you..."
"...Miss, do you want to drink tea?...Ah, you haven't had tea for so long... Fortunately, I drank several cups at Ning's house..."
"...There is no tea in this car...They are so..."
Miss Jun looked away from the car window and looked at the little girl.
"No, I'm not thirsty and I'm not cold. Just lift the curtain to get some air." She said, "You should also rest for a while."
The little girl vaguely felt that the lady told her to rest for a while. Did she think she was too noisy and told her to shut up?
In the past, she would not think too much about what the young lady said. The young lady meant what she said. However, since the exchange of words between Miss Shicai and Mrs. Ning at the Ning family, they were all kind words, but Mrs. Ning finally became angry.
She walked away with a livid face. Looking back now, she felt that there seemed to be something in what the young lady said.
As the most capable and only girl of the young lady, Liu'er felt that she must understand the young lady's words to avoid going against the young lady's wishes and making mistakes.
Liu'er didn't see the lady say a word to her for a moment, and she was even more certain that the lady meant to shut her up.
Miss Jun looked out the window motionless, and Liu Er felt that her neck was stiff from looking at it.
"Miss, what are you looking at?" she couldn't help but ask.
Miss Jun looked out the window. She saw a plain outside Beiliu Town with a wide field of vision. At this time, the cold winter was desolate and a bit rough.
"Look at the scenery," she said.
She has traveled to many places and seen many scenery, but she has never been to this place north of the capital. She never thought that she would be able to see it after she died. (To be continued)