Mrs.
Chen took the soup bowl, the soup was no longer hot, Mrs.
Chen almost drank the chicken soup in one go, and breathed a long sigh of relief, Grandma Qu took the bowl and looked at Mrs.
Chen nervously, Chunyan even raised her heart to her throat, looking at Mrs.
Chen with a look of fear.
Mrs.
Chen raised her eyes and swept Chunyan's face with horror, and immediately frowned in disgust, "What the hell do you look like, how does your grandmother usually teach you?"
Grandma Qu, who was staring at Mrs.
Chen, slapped Chunyan back, "Madame, don't pay attention to this little slut who has never seen the world, let's drink another bowl."
As he spoke, he didn't tell Chunyan anymore, he did it himself, poured out most of the bowl, and handed it to Mrs.
Chen.
Mrs.
Chen was hungry more than just now when she was in half a bowl of chicken soup, so she took the soup handed over by Grandma Qu and drank it in one gulp.
Grandma Qu took the bowl, put it on the table, took half a step back, stared at Mrs.
Chen tightly, this gaze was too urgent, Mrs.
Chen felt that something was wrong, looked at Grandma Qu suspiciously, and then looked at Chunyan, who had been slapped in the face, but was even more frightened, just about to speak, only to feel a pain in her stomach, and subconsciously raised her hand and pressed it on her stomach, "How" Before she could speak, Grandma Qu pounced like a tiger, pounced on it, and wrapped Mrs.
Chen's face around her with the thin brocade next to her, and pressed it tightly with all her might.
Mrs.
Chen relied on instinct and struggled, but Grandma Qu simply pounced, and the whole person pressed on Mrs.
Chen, and pressed the thin brocade quilt until her teeth were cracked.
Chunyan's eyes couldn't be bigger, her mouth open, looking straight at Grandma Qu, who was pressing Mrs.
Chen, and using her face and hands to deform into a terrible place, and Mrs.
Chen, who struggled desperately, and then convulsed.
Mrs.
Chen, who was pressed under Grandma Qu, had another convulsion, her body was paralyzed, and then there was a foul smell, Grandma Qu didn't seem to smell the stench, and pressed hard for a while, before she tentatively let go a little, let go a little more, slowly took the brocade quilt, looked at Mrs.
Chen, who was staring at her eyes and opening her mouth as if she was screaming, hurriedly twisted her head, rolled off the bed in a hurry, took a few steps back, hit Chunyan with her back, grabbed Chunyan, and commanded viciously: "Go quickly, close her eyes" Chunyan only felt that her lower body was wet, where she could move her legs, her throat gurgled, she couldn't move, she couldn't speak, she was scared half to death.
There was a bang in the pantry, and Banyue, who was hiding in the pantry and peeking, fell to the ground in fright.
Grandma Qu rushed out in a few steps, and in the blink of an eye, she pulled the peeking Banyue into the house from the pantry, raised her hand and slapped her a few times, and then pushed Banyue onto the couch, gritted her teeth and ordered: "The things that are not afraid of death are just you going, don't you want to wait for your wife, go and wait, go and go quickly."
Grandma Qu's yin voice, hearing the ears of Banyue and Chunyan, as if from hell, Mrs.
Chen, who was clenched with her fists clenched and stared at and wanted to die on the couch, was not terrible at all compared to Grandma Qu.
The two of them were frightened and flew away for more than half of their lives, closing Mrs.
Chen's eyelids and mouth again and again, changing Mrs.
Chen's clothes, and then wrapping them tightly in a brocade quilt.
Starting from Mrs.
Chen's main courtyard, there was a cry in Suiningbo's Mansion, and Wang's sister-in-law, who was stir-frying vegetables in a restless mood, heard the cry, and the frying spoon in her hand fell into the iron pot with a clatter.
She obviously bought a croton, a croton Sui Ningbo is not in the house, no one knows where he is, Jiang Wan is the same as Jiang Ning crying fool, A-Niang said that she would die if she died, this three years of filial piety, how can they marry when they are older Grandma Qu wiped her tears calmly, guarding Mrs.
Chen inch by inch, looking at Sister-in-law Wang with good eyes, as well as Banyue and Chunyan, who pressed Mrs.
Chen into the coffin that she didn't know where to find it.
In the evening, the mourning hall was set up in a decent way, Jiang Wan and Jiang Ning, you and I knelt beside the coffin, crying high and low, Grandma Qu was full of filial piety, sitting on a small pony, leisurely throwing the paper money into the paper basin one by one, she asked people to buy one or two silver paper money, didn't she ask for money, all turned into her Sister-in-law Wang slowly moved from Grandma Qu to the edge of the mourning hall, and then from the edge of the mourning hall to the verandah of the mourning hall, through the gauze curtain, looking at the flickering light, two fingers one by one to pick up the paper money, with a smile and throw the evolution of the paper pot Grandma Qu, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, the more beautiful Grandma Qu gradually transformed into a green-faced and fanged yaksha in her eyes.
Sister-in-law Wang was cold and shivering, knelt on the ground, moved out little by little, moved down the steps, moved away from the gloomy light, got up with her hands on the ground, and ran home desperately.
Chunyan knelt numbly in the corner of the mourning hall, her two eyes looked directly at the black and terrible coffin, her heart was messed up without even a whole sentence, she didn't dare to close her eyes, as soon as she closed her eyes, she would see Mrs.
Chen's round eyes, shouting distorted face, but when she opened her eyes, she saw next to the dark coffin, sitting on a more terrifying face that turned into paper.
Banyue, who was squeezing next to her, pulled her, Chunyan didn't notice anything, Banyue pulled again, Chunyan was still unconscious, Banyue pinched hard, and then pulled her arm hard, Chunyan realized it, her neck was stiffly twisted, and she looked at Banyue.
"Uncle handed over the word and said yes, I'll be home early tomorrow morning."
Banyue leaned over Chunyan's ear, covered it with her hand, and said in a very low voice.
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Chunyan heard it, but as if she didn't hear it, she was dazed.
Banyue was in a hurry, secretly glanced at Grandma Qu, dragged Chunyan hard, dragged her out of the mourning hall, hid in a dark corner, leaned over again, and said in a low voice: "Uncle will come back early tomorrow morning, when the time comes, we have to tell Uncle" "What" Chunyan returned a little bit of vitality.
"I mean, tomorrow the uncle will come back, and we will have to tell the uncle how the lady died," said the uncle.
"Otherwise, the uncle is a shrewd person, and this matter can't be hidden, if we don't say it, when the time comes," the moon was crying, "When the time comes, our whole family will have no way to live, and even if the uncle comes back tomorrow, even if he says it, I'm afraid that there will be no way to live, and he won't be able to live, uncle" Banyue thought about the few scenes that the uncle had dealt with in the past, and felt sad in her heart, the uncle would not spare them, she, and Chunyan, would not survive.
"We can't make it."
With the moon's legs weak, she squatted on the ground, covering her face with her hands, and the slightest sorrow that overflowed from between her fingers from time to time floated in the night, like a wail in hell
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