My Cousin is So Weak

Chapter 271 Pei Zixuan’s soul died before Yuan Dynasty

"If you come to see me in the future, come and see me. What's the point of looking sad? I rarely interact with people in Xijing City. I used to look down on me, but now I feel it's unnecessary. If someone still takes a fancy to my identity, would you like to invite me? I’m going to have a drink or tea at the banquet, don’t forget to call me, okay?”

"Aren't you afraid of others gossiping?"

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm already old, and I've heard very few gossips. Besides, secretly, they don't know how much they envy me. They go back one by one and dote on their concubines. Dou, how can I be so free?"

Her words completely made Mrs. Hou laugh.

This crying and laughing scene almost made Mrs. Hou forget the serious thing she wanted to say. In the end, Jiang Shiyuan asked Mrs. Hou before she patted her head and said.

"It's like this, isn't it the Hungry Ghost Festival in a few days? A-Nian's mother died early. Now that you are all back this time, my mother-in-law wants the three families to go to Fahua Temple together. Please pray for her and your father-in-law. We can go early on the 15th and return quickly. It won’t affect anything, so I came here to ask if you have time.”

When it comes to her mother, Jiang Shiyuan certainly has to go there, but the two children are still young, and it is such a special day, so it is not a good thing to take them to the temple. Wu saw her worries and was immediately relieved. said.

"You and Zisu can go without worries. I will look after the two children at home and wait until you come back to return the treasure to Zhao."

Her words really reassured Jiang Shiyuan. The two children liked this grandmother very much, and of course the cousin.

Thinking of this cousin of the Su family, Jiang Shiyuan had a meaningful smile on his face for some reason, which made Wu feel a little shy.

She is obviously an elderly woman, but now and after the divorce, she seems to be living younger every day. Now Mrs. Hou looks at her, what is the difference between her and those well-maintained women in their early thirties?

His eyes were flashing with a hint of shyness like a little girl. What was going on?

But given her position, it was difficult to ask about many things, so she decided to ask her niece in private some other time.

So after getting rid of this knot, he stood up and left after sitting for a while.

She has a more important thing now, which is to find someone to find out about her brother's whereabouts. Crazy wind can't drag the Pei family crazy together. Those are the lives of thousands of clan members, and they can't all be buried here!

Therefore, when he stepped out of the gate of Ning'an Garden, his expression became much more serious. He even thought that the **** little hoof would die as soon as possible. Why bother dragging down and implicating the Pei family like this.

The weather in Hanzhou in July is even hotter than that in Xijing City, but there is also a vague sense of desolation that summer is coming to an end.

On the busiest street in Hanzhou is the old house of the Pei family.

At this moment, there was even more of a sense of death.

There has been no news about Mr. Pei for more than half a year since he left. Although Pei Zitian was watching from the outside and nothing happened at home, Aunt An was exhausted from taking care of Pei Ziyuan at home.

Seeing that her daughter was becoming more and more crazy every day, but they had no cure and could only use the prescriptions given by the wooden spoon to regulate her body, Aunt An cried so hard that her eyes could not see clearly.

She couldn't tell what kind of mentality she had towards this daughter. She always felt as if she owed her a debt in her previous life, so no matter what she said or did, she could only be cruel for a short time, and she always had to feel extra sorry for her. .

In the past six months, Pei Zixuan has not left the house. She stayed at home all day, throwing dishes and bowls. If the Pei family hadn't been well-established, and a daughter like this appeared in an ordinary family, I would have killed her long ago and sent her to a grave.

As the days entered June, she no longer had the strength to even beat or scold her.

I slept in bed for most of the day. I used to be able to make some sounds of pain, but now I can't even make any sounds. There are thick black bruises under my eyes, and my cheeks have lost their flesh. Her face was already as pale as sallow paper, and the appearance of being dry and losing its luster indicated that she would not live long.

But there is still no news about Mr. Pei!

They didn't know the depth of Xijing City, so they couldn't write to ask. Therefore, Aunt An was really worried about the outside world and the worries at home. In the past six months, she was not as good as before. She was very thin, not to mention the corners of her eyebrows and eyes. The charm on her body has also faded a lot, like a woman who has been disabled by wind and frost. She is completely different from the tender Aunt An in the past.

This night.

The wind was blowing loudly. Not long after she fell asleep in the room next to her daughter, she heard a cry from next door and was so frightened that she immediately got up.

Soon the courtyard was brightly lit. This situation had happened several times. Each time, Pei Zixuan was about to die, but was saved by the doctor who was guarding here using silver needles. This time was no exception.

But the silver needle pricked again and again, but Pei Zixing didn't react at all.

There wasn't even a piece of good flesh on her body, she was covered in black and blue, and she was so skinny and frightening.

When Aunt An thought about how much her daughter had suffered, her eyes became blurry. It seemed that she could no longer see clearly where her daughter was, but there was a blurry shadow in front of her.

"Ah Ying, my Ah Ying, how much suffering will God have to make you suffer before he lets you go? Can't all these sufferings be imposed on me? Why must I have to deal with this child like you!"

When Pei Zitian came in a hurry, he saw his mother crying bitterly for his sister who was about to die. After more than half a year of suffering, he was already powerless and could only step forward to support her and comfort her tiredly.

"Auntie, my sister has tried her best until now, but there is still no news from her father's side. Let's just let her go. What's the use of prolonging her life by giving her an injection like this? She won't survive. ! I can’t wake up! I can’t speak! Is she living for your breath?”

Pei Zitian's words caused Aunt An to fall into silence for a while. She never expected that her son would speak to her like this. Was it wrong for her to want to save her daughter's life?

For a moment, the energy and blood rushed to the heart and I fainted.

Pei Zixuan, who was on the bed, seemed to be sensing something. His eyes, which he had not opened for nearly half a month, opened slightly at this moment and looked at the many people in the room, some familiar and some unfamiliar. In the end, he refused to say anything more. He just smiled mockingly, tilted his head and swallowed.

Pei Zi was in great pain. His sister, who had been struggling for so many years, finally couldn't hold on before the Ghost Festival...