"What did you say?"
Zhang's eyelids twitched, obviously somewhat unexpected.
"Are you saying that this embroidered handkerchief originally belonged to the second sister, but was later taken away by the third sister?"
Mu Ziyan saw that Cui and Zhang were both stunned on the spot, and Mu Zijing, who was crying, also raised her head and stared at the rag doll with her big watery eyes and red eyes.
Cai Lian had kicked Chun Yu because of Mu Zi Yan just now, and now she did not dare to make trouble against Mu Zi Yan.
She bowed her head and responded respectfully, "What I said is true, it is true."
"Is this the case for Third Sister?"
Mu Ziyan nodded clearly, turned his gaze to the kneeling Mu Zijing, and asked with concern.
"This is indeed the case."
Mu Zijing did not expect that the matter would eventually involve her.
She raised her eyes and stared at the doll, tears falling drop by drop, "I have always looked at the embroidered handkerchiefs given by my second sister.
It’s like a treasure that you carry with you, but disappears at some point.”
Mrs.
Zhang listened to Mu Zijing's self-justifying words and sneered.
This girl is really shameless.
When did she see Xi'er's place with good things, she didn't ask for it back hard, but now it was Xi'er who gave it to her. , really Zhang felt disdainful, turned to stare at Cui, and secretly mocked, "They are all things that cannot be put on the stage."
Just now, Mrs.
Cui had ridiculed Mr.
Zhang for being unreliable, with a sense of gloating about her misfortune.
After a while, it got involved with Sanfang.
She turned her eyes and stared at Mu Zijing, holding a breath in her heart.
Have to swell.
She pursed her lips, only feeling the bitterness of satisfaction.
She really couldn't express her bitterness.
This doll was found in Jing'er's courtyard.
If she could have denied it before, someone framed her, but now She secretly scolded Mu Zijing for not living up to her expectations, how could she get everything that smells good and smells bad to her.
Seeing the disdain in Zhang's eyes, Mu Ziyan raised an evil smile at the corner of her mouth, played with the hairpin in her hand, and said slowly, "The third sister likes the new and hates the old.
The second sister asked for embroidery."
Not to mention the hairpin, this hairpin was given to me by my grandmother on my birthday, but I have been reluctant to wear it and kept it carefully.
How come it ended up with my third sister and it got broken?"
After listening to Mu Ziyan's words, Mrs.
Cui felt that the breath in her heart had not yet dissipated, so she took another sip, which made her feel suffocated and breathless for a while.
Mrs.
Zhang listened to Mu Ziyan's words and thought that everything was not going well tonight.
She lowered her head and stared at the doll.
It was made of materials from her second bedroom, and it was her daughter who was cursed.
She secretly wondered if the third bedroom was also involved.
Got it Naturally, she would not suspect Mu Ziyan, because Mu Ziyan is only ten years old now, and he usually behaves too single and stupid.
How could Mrs.
Zhang suspect Mu Ziyan?
But the Cui family is different.
The harmony between the sisters-in-law is only superficial.
There is no reason to sneak in and step on her behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, Ms.
Zhang's eyes towards Ms.
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Cui became much colder.
She took the doll from Zi Cai Lian's hand and asked, "Third brother and sister, what should you do about this matter?"
The third wife, Mrs.
Cui, had no idea for a while.
She looked at Mrs.
Zhang helplessly and winked at her.
She couldn't explain the matter for a while, "Second sister-in-law, Jing'er was indeed wronged in this matter.
Didn't she just say that?"
Is the back of this embroidered handkerchief missing?"
Mrs.
Zhang snorted coldly, "Third brother and sister, it's okay that this girl Jing is usually naughty, but at such a young age, she has such a vicious mind.
Not only does she use the art of hating, but she also steals.
This is definitely not what a lady would do. " When Cui saw that Zhang was trying to push the third room out, she secretly gritted her teeth, thinking that Zhang was trying to protect herself.
A cold look flashed across her eyes, Zhang, since you have turned your back on me, don't blame me.
Cross the river and produce a bridge.
Mu Ziyan felt a sneer in her heart when she saw the Zhang family and the Cui family were at war with each other.
Sure enough, no matter how harmonious he pretended to be on the surface in the past, he would not recognize it once his own interests were involved.
She was waiting for this good show of dog biting dog.
It was really exciting.
Mu Zijing's whole body felt ice-cold as she heard the cold wind blowing by.
She couldn't stop trembling, crying and howling, "Mom, my daughter has never done such a vicious thing."
"No," Mrs.
Zhang sneered coldly, "Girl Jing, I used to think you were a good person.
You were as close to Xi'er as a real sister.
And because you have a lovable temperament, I asked you to get closer to Xi'er.
"I'm so close.
I didn't expect you to have such vicious thoughts.
Didn't you ask for this embroidered handkerchief from Xi'er?"
Mu Zijing's face turned pale, and her little body was shaking like a sieve.
She shook her head desperately and kept crying, "Second Aunt, I really didn't do it."
"Girl Jing, what happened to the hairpin of the eldest lady?
Didn't you steal it?"
Zhang looked at Mu Zijing's tearful eyes, and then looked at Cui with her eyes lowered without saying a word.
She became more and more sure that things going wrong one after another tonight must be related to the third room.
Mu Ziyan was playing with the hairpin, but Zhang grabbed it and threw it directly on Mu Zijing's body.
The hairpin that originally broke into two pieces happened to hit Mu Zijing's forehead.
It landed in front of her, and she felt a sting on her forehead.
When she raised her hand to touch it, her skin was broken and blood started to flow.
Mrs.
Cui was thinking about how to deal with it, so she got distracted.
When she came back to her senses, she heard Mu Zijing's screams.
She lowered her eyes and saw that it was fine if she didn't look at them.
When she looked at them, she was furious.
Surprisingly, a bloody hole was made in this forehead.
The blood dripped down the forehead and stained Mu Zijing's tear-stained cheeks.
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"Jing'er" Ms.
Cui screamed, and quickly pulled Mu Zijing up from the ground, hugged her tightly in her arms, took out the handkerchief and wrapped it on Mu Zijing's forehead, turned her eyes and roared at Nanny Lin, "Why don't you call the doctor yet?"
"Yes."
Nanny Lin was also startled, she quickly responded and turned around and left in a hurry.
Mrs.
Zhang didn't expect that she would miss in a moment of excitement.
She just threw it lightly, but how could she hit Mu Zijing on the forehead?
She was completely stunned.
She was not the only one.
The girl and woman in the courtyard were also stunned.
She just felt that something big was going to happen tonight.
Mu Ziyan watched the show with relish, then turned to look at the blood flowing down Mu Zijing's forehead.
It was really bright.
She still remembered that in her last life, when she was down and out, when Mu Zijing came to ridicule her, he pushed her down while she wasn't paying attention, and hit her forehead on the corner of the couch.
The bleeding at that time was no less than what Mu Zijing is feeling now.
The wound was too deep and was not treated in time, so it left a scar.
For a woman in this era, losing her appearance meant being rejected by others.
Mu Ziyan retracted her thoughts and quickly stepped forward in panic, "Third sister, please bear with me."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Hehe, it’s even more lively now, la la la: