New widow

"Then where did you serve before?" As soon as Song Zhen finished speaking, Chunhua said: "I served in Aunt Zhu's room, but I was doing rough cleaning work. I can be selected to serve the girl. Everyone They all envy my good luck."

Aunt Zhu? That is Song An's other concubine. His father really has many concubines in the house. In addition to Aunt Su, who is Youxi, there is also Aunt Zhu, whom he has never met.

"Ordinarily, they should also come to watch the mourning." Song Zhen looked at the mourning hall and said softly. Chunhua frowned: "But Aunt Zhu has poor health and has been ill all year round, and Aunt Zhou has offended the Duke a few days ago and has been grounded."

There is really no peace in this house. Song Zhen thought about what her mother had mentioned during the days when she and her mother were dependent on each other. She couldn't help but smile on her lips. If it was no longer peaceful, she would also enter this British country. The Duke's mansion has become the master of this mansion.

"Chunhua, you girl must be lazy again." Aunt Wu's voice had already been heard, and then she held Song Zhen's arm diligently: "Chunhua went to treat you, and I just remembered, This girl, Chunhua, only spends time in Aunt Zhu’s yard, so I’m afraid she’s not familiar with this road.”

It was already evening. Song Zhen listened to Nanny Wu's words and looked at the smile on her face. It was such a long day. So many things happened, and it wasn't even dark yet.

Aunt Wu accompanied Song Zhen all the way back. She knew that Song Zhen didn't like to talk and often thought about her own thoughts, so she just accompanied Song Zhen to the coffin. At this time, it was the time to burn the evening paper.

Everyone knelt and sat in front of the spiritual throne, holding in their hands

Paper money, throw the paper money into the brazier one by one. Song Zhen watched the paper money quickly turn into ashes. She wondered if the paper money could help Song An become a wealthy child in the next life.

"I heard that Daddy has two other concubines." After burning the dusk paper and serving snacks, Song Zhen asked Madam Huang. Madam Huang responded: "Yes, there are Aunt Zhu and Aunt Zhou, Zhu Aunt Zhou has been ill all year round and is still lying on the bed right now. Aunt Zhou has been grounded by the Duke."

"Since the Duke of Guo is gone, let her come to pay homage to him. She has always served the Duke of Guo." Su Qiao had already heard and gave instructions on the side.

Mrs. Huang responded and said something to the mother-in-law behind her. After the mother-in-law left, Mrs. Song Wu said to Su Qiao: "You are very virtuous, but when you see Aunt Zhou, you will know why the Duke of the country banned her."

"Is she more difficult to deal with than Aunt Su?" Su Qiao said with a smile, and a meaningful hint appeared on Mrs. Song Wu's lips: "You will know when you meet her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of crying coming from outside. The crying was extremely loud, and it sounded like several people were crying there. If you listened carefully, there was only one person crying.

Then a woman wearing sackcloth and mourning rushed in, knelt in the mourning hall and began to cry bitterly: "Master, you died so miserably."

Although Su Qiao had seen Aunt Su making trouble like that, she was still startled by this woman. Then before Su Qiao could speak, she heard the woman start to say: "Master, I know, it's all Aunt Su." This vixen is afraid that things will be exposed and wants to kill you, poor master!"