Wen Family Has a Wife

There was an endless stream of condolences. Chen Yangqiu and Ouyang's eldest son, Chen Zhesheng, came back from the starry night at Wenshan Academy in the south of the Yangtze River. When they entered the door, they rushed to Chen Yangqiu's study instead of offering incense to Ouyang. Did you kill?"

Chen Yangqiu put down his pen, raised his eyes, met Chen Zhesheng's eyes indifferently, and said, "That's how you talked to your father?"

Chen Zhesheng was so angry that he thumped the pillar next to him, and asked again hoarsely, "Does my mother's death have anything to do with you?"

"Do you believe me when I say it's okay?" Chen Yangqiu said unhurriedly.

Chen Zhesheng paused and took a few deep breaths to regain his calm. He stared at Chen Yangqiu resentfully and put down his harsh words, "It's better that it has nothing to do with you. If I find out that this matter is related to you, I won't let it go!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately turned and left, and the butler's voice came from outside.

Chen Yangqiu closed his eyes tiredly.

As soon as Chen Zhesheng, who went to the mourning hall, entered the door, his brows were furiously wrinkled, and he asked the housekeeper unhappily, "What about the eldest sister, the second sister, and the third sister?"

The housekeeper replied weakly: "The eldest miss has been married for almost a year, and her body is not good. I heard that she is ill, so the master did not let anyone come. The second miss has been grounded, and she has not left the yard until now. ... The third lady is a little sick, and the master was afraid that she would scare the guests who came to express condolences when she arrived in the mourning hall, so he didn't let her come out..."

The housekeeper looked at Chen Zhesheng's livid face and did not dare to continue talking.

Chen Zhesheng laughed twice, "Okay! He Chen Yangqiu is really good! So, these days when my mother died, she didn't even cry in front of her spirit?"

The butler opened his mouth and acquiesced.

Chen Zhesheng roared, "Too much deceiving! Deceiving people too much!"

If it wasn't for Ouyang's mourning hall, Chen Zhesheng might have been furious.

The housekeeper waited for Ai Ai, waiting for Chen Zhesheng to get angry before asking hesitantly, "Eldest young master, what other orders do you have?"

Chen Zhesheng looked at the coffin parked in the house, could not bear the miserable situation after Ouyang's death, gritted his teeth and said, "Go and bring the second and third misses over and make them cry for their mothers. As for that Chen Xiaodie... ... If you don't die, bring me here!"

The housekeeper was startled when he heard it, and hurriedly said: "Eldest young master, the eldest young lady is now married and belongs to the Feng family, and there are guards by the master, so don't be reckless!"

"If you want to go, go, what nonsense!" Chen Zhesheng roared impatiently.

The housekeeper did not dare to persuade him any more, so he hurriedly called for someone to look for Chen Xiaodie, but the person sent out came back to report after a while: "Eldest young master Qi, the eldest miss is not at home, I heard from the servants of the Feng family that they are going to the provincial capital to ask for help. Doctor."

Chen Zhesheng didn't think much about it, but he was upset and scolded again.

The next day, people from the capital also came.

Chen Xiaoyue, who had just been released, saw her grandfather's cousin crying so pitifully.

Ouyang Junhua didn't have time to comfort his cousin, but pulled Chen Zhesheng aside and asked, "Why did my aunt die so well?"

Chen Zhesheng thought of the grief and anger in Ouyang's heart, and gritted his teeth and said resentfully: "I have inquired about it, my father had a fight with my mother last year, and the two of them even started hands. Yue Xiaofei is grounded, my mother is sick with qi, and my father has dealt with all the confidants around her, and the anger is getting worse.

Chen Zhesheng's sources of information were Chen Xiaoyue and the housekeeper. All things outside were under Chen Yangqiu's control. Even if he wanted to investigate, he couldn't find out why, and the more he did, the more angry he would become.

Ouyang Junhua was so angry that he turned around and went to Chen Yangqiu to argue, "Although I am a junior, I represent the Ouyang family. My aunt suffered such abuse in the Chen family. The Chen family must give the Ouyang family an explanation."

When Chen Xiaoyue heard the words, she hurriedly got up to stop it.

Chen Zhesheng frowned in dissatisfaction, "Second sister, get out of the way, now only my grandfather can seek justice for my mother,

Don't you want to avenge your mother? "

Chen Xiaoyue was said to break into a cold sweat. In order to sell her misfortune, she hid the things Ouyang did. If Ouyang Junhua really confronted Chen Yangqiu, she would be miserable.

"Brother, cousin, we can't be impulsive, this matter needs to be discussed for a long time."

Chen Zhesheng angrily stepped forward and pulled her away, and reprimanded: "Why are you so ignorant? Since you don't have the guts to go away, don't be an eyesore in front of us!"

Chen Xiaoyue had no choice but to tell the two of them the whole story, and cried helplessly, "You all know the temperament of my mother, she grew up as a child, and she couldn't rub the sand in her eyes. She was anxious when she lost something, so... ...I privately lowered the yacha to search the city. When my father found out, he was furious, saying that his mother was using power for personal gain, and she started chaos without his consent. The two had a big fight.

My mother was also furious at the time, and accidentally scratched my father's face with a broken piece of porcelain, and my father... ruined my mother's appearance..."

Chen Zhesheng and Ouyang Junhua took a breath and asked, "Why don't you talk about such an important thing?"

Chen Xiaoyue twisted the handkerchief steadily, gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Chen Zhesheng couldn't wait for his violent temper. Without looking at Chen Xiaoyue, he asked Ouyang Junhua, "Cousin, what should I do now?"

Ouyang Junhua sat down again. He was not as mindless as Chen Zhesheng. After listening to it, he knew that most of the time his aunt had made it to where she is today. Maybe there are other secrets here, or else Chen Yangqiu wouldn't be able to do it so badly.

"Is there anything else besides these things, Xiaoyue, don't hide it from me." Ouyang Junhua looked directly at Chen Xiaoyue, forcing her not to lie.

It's just that Chen Xiaoyue doesn't know many things, and Ouyang Junhua becomes impatient when he hears it over and over again.

At this moment, Chen Xiaofei suddenly broke into the door wearing a linen and filial piety, holding a fruit knife in her hand, and said with a strange expression: "Bitch, I killed you, I killed you!"

I want to cut everyone.

Chen Xiaoyue was so frightened that she screamed again and again, hugged her head and ran away, and shouted sternly, "Someone, Miss San is ill, come here soon!"

Ouyang Junhua had already snatched the handle of the knife in Chen Xiaofei's hand, and his brows were so wrinkled that he could crush a fly.

Chen Zhesheng came back to his senses just now, and in a panic, he rushed to the guard who rushed over and instructed: "Send Miss San back to lock it up, don't let it out again to scare people!"

He really didn't expect Chen Xiaofei's condition to be so serious that he almost injured Ouyang Junhua. If it were really like that, I'm afraid it would be difficult to heal.

After the catastrophe, Chen Xiaoyue fell to the ground, hugged the legs of the table and cried bitterly, "You have all seen, mother is gone, Xiaofei is crazy, I really can't stay in this kind of ghost place, brother, cousin, you guys Can you take me back to the capital?"