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Chapter 9, Don't read by others

Ding, who was full of money, just wanted to burn paper and talk to her sister about the property of the Lin family. The posture of breaking into the mourning hall was a little anxious. When she looked up, the coffin came to her face with a heavy feeling. The words on the spiritual position seemed to be oppressing her. The burning incense and paper made her breathing difficult.

Although Ding kept calling her brother-in-law, she was actually very scared since she entered Chengping Bo Mansion. If it weren't for the touching money, Ding would never dare to say a word in high notes on the places where the men entered and left.

She trembled and picked up the incense and burned it. She picked up the yellow paper beside her and threw it into the brazier. She threw it too anxiously. The yellow paper was easily burned. A handful of fire rushed up like a snake and rushed straight towards Ding's face. The burnt smell instantly came to everyone's nose, and Ding was so scared that she knelt down and kowtowed.

"Brother-in-law, don't blame us. I'll see you off. Don't blame us..."

She looked at it like pretending to be a ghost. She saw the person covering her mouth and laughing quietly. Manager You was the only person who was frightened by the following. He also knelt down and his butt was sticking his mouth and kept talking.

The whispers rose again, and it was not appropriate to laugh at the funeral, but the speaker couldn't hide the smile.

"This is a ghost in my heart."

Mrs. Chengpingbo once again heard a word of good word. She looked at the vast courtyard that reflected financial resources and material resources, as well as her family and guests who were constantly talking. Her waist was even more straight, what was she afraid of? This world has the law of nature.

Before getting married, Mrs. Chengpingbo believed that there was only black in the world. She was deeply troubled and forced to deal with Ding but had no way out. After getting married, she knew that heaven was heaven and earth was earth. Black and white would be clear one day, and justice would come one day.

After she entered the door, the girl Kuihua, who followed her, came over and brought the red-bottomed yellow-flowered porcelain-covered bowl, and said faithfully: "My wife eats a bowl of noodles and tea. I don't know how long it will take for my uncle and uncle to say, your supper will be delayed again."

Mrs. Chengpingbo bit her lip lightly, and her eyes that cried and even red and swollen suddenly burst into tears. She missed her husband, but she really couldn't bear to leave him, or simply followed him.

If Chengpingbo was still there, the couple would talk and laugh and go to bed after dinner, and never have any worries about receiving relatives, and even if he left, they would enjoy his arrangements.

She... might as well follow him after the funeral, so as not to be tortured by Ding's family.

After eating noodles and tea, Mrs. Chengpingbo looked at her brother and sister-in-law back in front of her more calmly. Ding pulled her hair away from the mourning hall, and then she stroked her hand and pulled off a strand. In her opinion, it was absolutely impossible not to give her property.

Before he arrived in front of Mrs. Chengpingbo, Ding shouted again: "Sister, don't be afraid if you don't have a husband. From now on, brother and sister-in-law will support you. You are a person who is not a good family. From now on, brother and sister-in-law will lead you."

His eyes flexibly turned around, and he couldn't bear it and smiled with a smile: "This table, chair, bench, can save some money, snacks, snacks, and you will be a widow in the future, and you must live a frugal life. However, you cannot be stingy in front of your brother and sister-in-law, otherwise you will be laughed at and treated badly by your parents' family..."

Mrs. Chengpingbo interrupted her: "My husband has made arrangements."

The words that were about to come out made Mrs. Chengpingbo choose important words. Her tones and Ding were not far apart, and she couldn't wait to jump out of her throat.

"Before my husband passed away, he told me that he had left something to put in the archives of His Highness King Jin. I would like to recite it here for a moment, but in the end, my Lin family has no descendants. Fortunately, I have all the property paid to my young wife, so I can give it to myself, so don't worry about others."

Mrs. Chengpingbo's tears fell down. Chengpingbo knew that his life was not long. A few days before he left, he told her to memorize it repeatedly because she didn't recognize words and didn't learn much in just three months after getting married. Chengpingbo simply put a few short sentences, which is easier to memorize.

He carried it out in one breath, and Mrs. Chengpingbo glared at her brother and sister-in-law, gritted her teeth: "Come empty-handed and I will give you my condolences. I have never been rude. Please come back now. I am busy here and I have no time to entertain you."

After saying that, he left with a slightest touch.

Ding caught her in the iceberg and was so angry that she cursed her. She said she was dead, but you don’t want her family. You, a short-lived husband, have no lower legs, etc. Mrs. Chengpingbo walked forward with a heart of death. She couldn’t see whether it was an inner house or a mourning hall in front. She only knew that the world was so great that she had a way to go. After the funeral, she followed Chengpingbo.

When we met at the Delicious Building, Mrs. Chengpingbo was about to marry. When she saw Chengpingbo Ruya, she thought that it was called love, but in fact it was called satisfaction.

After getting married, I brought my gratitude with me. She thought this was called affection, but in fact it was called respect.

So, she decided to go with him. No one in this world has treated her so well. Why did she stay and get idle with people like Ding?

That night, Mrs. Chengpingbo was guarding the spirit. When she was tired of crying, she knelt on the mat to sleep. When she woke up, she cried. Seeing the sky was slightly white, she stood up barefoot and planned to arrange breakfast for the whole family to welcome the people who were mourning today.

Housekeeper Zhong led Wang Er, who was guarding the gate, to walk deep and shallowly, and rushed to the front and said anxiously: "Madam, the servants of the family have escaped at night. They have just taken stock of the property they have taken away, and I don't know what it is."

ah?

Mrs. Chengpingbo was stunned and asked blankly: "Why do you want to leave?"

Am I not good to them?

Did you know that you decided to die and couldn't take care of them?

Shame came out of my heart, covering the anger that should have come out, and Mrs. Chengping forced herself to make a fuss: "Butler Zhong, please tell the whole family that I will not treat them badly, just like when Bo Ye was there."

Her eyes were red again.

"Madam, this is not what I meant, and you shouldn't have said that." Butler Zhong said earnestly.

"Then what should I say?" Mrs. Chengping burst into tears: "How can I say that I can let Master in the Heavenly Spirit see me taking good care of my family business,"

She came from grief: "My uncle once told me that he had accumulated this year and year, and the house and the production outside were all hard work."

An unknown heat came out with the words, as if everyone in the world was underestimating themselves and thinking that they could not take good care of their husband's last wishes.

Cheng Pingbo had two last wishes, one was the young wife and the other was the family property.

Mrs. Chengpingbo raised her chin high and gathered stubbornly again in the dream that had inspired her. She loudly said: "Butler, what should I do?"

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I caught up, I'll add it today, Momomo
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