Quickly pass through: Crazy batch of bosses are so popular that they become popular

Several cousins ​​suggested selling all the shops and fields in Jiangxia, taking the money, and living in the Wang family from now on.

The original owner was young and had been brainwashed by the Wang family since childhood. He felt that the Wang family were the closest relatives in the world, so he happily agreed.

The original owner, a child, couldn't remember exactly how much the house was sold for. He only remembered that he took dozens of big boxes with him when he left, and this was the point of no return.

Returning to the Wang family again, the treatment was completely different.

Mrs. Wang used the excuse of having a headache, backache, and body aches all day long and rarely saw the original owner.

Several cousins ​​also have their own circles of friends. The original owner was placed in a courtyard in the northwest corner of the house, and almost no one paid attention to it.

The little maid Bixi who used to be with her has disappeared. The original owner lives like an invisible person in the Wang family.

Gradually, the original owner also came to understand and no longer had any extravagant feelings. He only hoped that he would reach the age of marriage soon so that he could escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

However, what she didn't know was that her reputation in Jinling had long been ruined.

His reputation for being sarcastic, rude, petty, and even disrespectful to his elders has spread far and wide.

You must know that the Daxi Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, and it was a crime to disrespect the elders!

The original owner, a girl in purgatory, was detained in the Wang Family Courtyard without being able to leave the house. She became infamous for several years.

When she was 14 years old, and seeing that she was about to have hair extensions, her eldest aunt Cui sent her to a village in the countryside on the pretext of recuperating from illness.

Although Zhuangzi is remote, the original owner feels at ease, thinking that he has finally escaped and is free from now on.

Unexpectedly, Zhuangtou broke into the boudoir that night. The original owner couldn't bear the humiliation. The scissors pierced her throat while tearing her apart, and she died.

After death, the soul was still filled with resentment and resentment. He heard Zhuangtou talking to the woman who came to collect the body.

"It's clean if you die. The old lady doesn't have to pretend, and the first lady and the second lady don't have to worry about the reputation of the young ladies being dragged down..."

She just realized that the 38 taels of silver she brought when she came to the Wang family had already gone into the pockets of the Wang family.

Not only were those people greedy for the Mo family's wealth, they treated her poorly, ignored her, ruined her reputation, and finally sent her to the wolf's den...

Blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and he almost turned into a ghost, triggering 857's mission capture device.

"Her wish is revenge?" Si Jin asked expressionlessly.

857 was frightened and carefully looked at Si Jin's expression, his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"She wants to live a good life..."

Boss...she shouldn't be angry, right?

Si Jin chuckled lightly, causing a wave to rise in the sea of ​​consciousness, knocking 857 to the ground.

"Don't let this happen! I'm very angry!"

857 hugged his fat body tightly and shut his mouth tightly, not daring to say anything.

"Her wish is her business. I have my own rules for dealing with things. Repaying grievances directly is the way to go in this world!"

The evildoers must be punished!

What?No retribution?

Ha~ Then she will be their retribution!

At this time, Mrs. Wang had just passed away, and the white flags had just been hung in the mansion. The servants were about to come to announce the news of Mrs. Wang's death.

Si Jin closed his eyes and could vaguely see green spots of light moving around her body, then disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it was an illusion.

The anxious voice of the little girl Bi Xi came from outside the door, and if you listened closely, it sounded like she was crying.

"Miss~Miss! It's not good! Madam, she..."

Si Jin sat up slowly and moved her body. Feeling the strength in her body, she nodded with satisfaction.

"Come in and help me freshen up. I'm going to see my mother for the last time."

The little girl who was only 8 years old stumbled in, with tears on her face barely having time to dry.

She couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes, and her trembling lips didn't speak for a while.

Si Jin looked at the little girl in front of him. She was silent for a moment and then put on a sad tone.

"I understand. Please get me a big cloak. There's no need to freshen up."

Bi Xi saw her young lady's eyes darken for a moment, her tears falling to the ground as if they were free, but without stopping, she went inside and took out a fox fur cloak.

"Miss, let me help you put your hair up, and don't wear any jewelry."

Half a quarter of an hour later, the master and the servant helped each other and went out. Outside the door was Grandma Qian who had been waiting for a long time.

"Miss, madam, she is... dead!"

Si Jin's body swayed, looking shaky, but Bi Xi's sharp eyes held her up.

"Keep your voice down, don't scare the young lady." Bi Xi glared at the mother-in-law with disapproval, anger already in her eyes.

The mother-in-law didn't even bother to look at Bi Xi, she just stared at Si Jin. She was Wang's companion and knew a lot about Wang family affairs, so she didn't take Si Jin seriously at all.

She is just a ten-year-old girl, what kind of trouble can she cause?

Si Jin clutched the handkerchief and wiped his tears, leaning his whole body against Bi Xi, as if he couldn't stand still.

This made the little girl feel so distressed that she didn't bother to argue with her mother-in-law and carefully helped Si Jin out.

The two ladies were disdainful, and followed them with lowered eyes, crossing the small bridge and veranda into the main courtyard.

At that time, the mourning hall had been built, and the coffin made of golden nanmu was placed in the center.

A man with a height of seven feet (1.82.. meters) was holding the coffin and crying and wailing.

Si Jin knew that this person must be his father Chu Yanning, a man with an exquisite love mind.

It's not yet time for an attack, so let's start with a wave.

She broke away from Bi Xi's hand, rushed to the coffin in small steps, grabbed Chu Yanning's sleeve, and cried out.

"Daddy! Woo hoo~ wow wow - I don't have a mother anymore -"

Chu Yanning was pulled by her and almost fell down, but she still grabbed the coffin to prevent herself from sitting on the ground.

When I came back to my senses, I saw that my daughter was not crying at all. I couldn't help but feel sad. I put a big hand on the top of my daughter's head and shed two lines of thick tears.

"Jin'er..."

Si Jin raised his head when he heard this, his eyes were as red as a deer, full of tears, full of dependence and admiration for his father.

The words that came to my lips suddenly couldn't be said. I always felt that if I did, the relationship between father and daughter would be over.

He didn't speak, but Si Jin had something to say.

"Father~"

Ai Ai's cries and soft childish voice made the "father" even more tragic.

Chu Yanning could no longer care about the defense between men and women, so she hugged her daughter's shoulders and burst into tears.

"From now on, it will be just us, father and daughter!"

Si Jin: "Uuuu~ Daddy! Uuuuu——"

The father and daughter cried together.

It took a while for the two of them to separate, but there were already people outside the house who came to pay their respects.

As Si Jin's daughter, it was difficult for her to be seen in front of others, so she mourned her mother behind a screen.

The people who came were all well-known people in Jiangxia. If the seventh-grade county magistrate wanted to come in, he would need to rely on connections.

Si Jin hid his anger and threw paper money into the basin. His eyes noticed that the two women behind him had sneaked back.

She pulled Bi Xi, who was kneeling next to her, to sit on the futon. Bi Xi looked at Si Jin with eyes as wide as walnuts.

"What's wrong, miss? Are you distracted?"