meet again

Chapter 303
"Mama Zheng," whispered Ji Xiang who was pretending to be "Feng Shaojun" in another room, "I didn't show any flaws today, right?"

In the past, when she acted as the master, she always hid in the boudoir and saw people occasionally.Today, I came to the Feng family and knelt for a whole day, surrounded by all the female family members of the Feng family.She was afraid that she would show her feet, and her spirit was always tense.

Mother Zheng comforted Jixiang in a low voice: "You performed extremely well today. Tomorrow you will still be like this, kneeling in a corner and pretending to cry a few times. Anyway, you are not allowed to speak casually in the mourning hall. If you don't say anything, no one will be suspicious. "

Ji Xiang let out a long sigh of relief, nodded, lay down on the bed, and slept with his clothes on.After sleeping for less than three hours, just after dawn, a servant girl knocked on the door.

Ji Xiang rubbed his eyes, got up and went to bed.

A mediocre middle-aged woman stood in front of the bronze mirror, carefully arranging the makeup for Jixiang.

This woman is exactly Mrs. Hu.

When Mrs. Xu left the capital, she deliberately left Mrs. Hu behind.With Mrs. Hu around, even if Feng Shaojun doesn't show up for a month, Ji Xiang can still make the master look good.

After tidying up, Jixiang went out of the house and met Shen Maoda Feng's head-on.

Ji Xiang always kept in mind the principles of "Speak less, make less mistakes" and "Don't say it's good", stepped forward to salute, and after calling his second uncle and aunt, he shut up and followed Da Feng silently.

Da Feng was secretly relieved.

That's right.

The grievances and grievances of life and death are scattered.Mrs. Feng has passed away, no matter how many knots she had in the past, she should let go.

"Young Master," Da Feng said softly, "You will follow me today."

"Feng Shaojun" nodded meekly in response.

This day, it was safe and sound again.

On the third day of the mourning, the mourning hall became noisy.

It turned out that it was Mrs. Feng's natal brother and several nephews who came to express their condolences and insisted on seeing Mrs. Feng for the last time.Feng Shilang refused to open the coffin, and immediately angered his natal family, he rushed to the side of the coffin and lifted the lid of the coffin together.

The servant outside the mourning hall wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Feng Wei.

Feng Wei has a weak temperament, loves flowers and is beautiful, but has many shortcomings.However, he has extremely deep feelings for his mother, Mrs. Feng.

Before he went out to drink that day, he went to see Mrs. Feng.When I came back the next day, the Feng family had already hung up the white flag and started the funeral.Shocked and grieved for two days, the grief subsided, and suspicion gradually surfaced.

He wanted to see his mother for the "last time" over and over again, but was stopped by his father.Today, when uncles and cousins ​​came to the door, it was he who hinted a few words in a vague way, which caused such a commotion in the mourning hall.

As soon as the coffin was opened, the scar on the forehead of Mrs. Feng with a dead face was also clearly exposed to everyone.

"Feng Ping! What's going on here? Didn't you say that my sister died of a serious illness? Where did the injury on her forehead come from?" Mrs. Feng's younger brother is also in his fifties, with half-white hair. With a face full of anger, he reached out and grabbed Feng Shilang's lapel: "Please tell me clearly!"

Several natal nephews surrounded Feng Shilang together.All of them looked sad and angry.

Feng Shilang had never been so embarrassed in his life, no matter how he explained, he looked pale and powerless: "You all calm down, listen to me. This is when she turned over by herself, she accidentally fell off the couch, and her forehead was hit broken……"

"Bah! Nonsense!"

"My aunt can't afford to be seriously ill. How can she find the strength to turn over?"

"Even if it fell on the side of the couch, the forehead should be injured. How could it be in the middle of the forehead?"

"Someone must have done something to my aunt. My poor aunt married into Feng's family, gave birth to three sons and a daughter, took care of the inner house, and worked hard all her life. In the end, she ended up like this..."

Feng Wei knelt beside the coffin, looked at his mother's pale face and the obvious scar on her forehead, and cried bitterly: "Mother, mother!"

In the confusion, someone punched Feng Shilang.

Feng Shilang's nose was hit hard, and his nose bleeds profusely.

The guards outside the mourning hall finally rushed in and hurriedly "pulled" Mrs. Feng's natal family away.

Mrs. Feng's younger brother was completely angry, and he raised his arms and shouted: "My sister's death is unclear, and the Feng family will give us an explanation today! Don't be afraid, just do it. I want to see, Feng Ping, an old thief, Killed my sister, dare to kill us in broad daylight!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and punched Feng Shilang hard in the face.

Feng Shilang stared at the stars and shouted angrily: "Quick, stop them quickly!"

Feng Wei wiped his face vigorously, rushed over, and shouted at the Feng family's guards: "This is Feng's family business, you all get out of the way!"

Feng Shilang: "..."

The female relatives were all frightened, and they didn't care to kneel down anymore, they all got up and rushed out of the mourning hall.

Listening to the screams coming from the mourning hall, Yao's face turned pale, and he asked Zhou tremblingly: "Sister-in-law, what should we do next if the Li family is making trouble in the mourning hall?"

Mrs. Zhou knelt in the mourning hall for two days and two nights, her face turned blue and her legs shook. Hearing this, she sighed weepingly: "We can't control this matter, and it's not our turn to intervene. Just wait outside the mourning hall." !"

Da Feng's complexion was also ugly.

She has always been respectful and close to her father Feng Ping, but the facts are in front of her eyes, and she can't help but believe it.

What fell off the bed? This kind of rhetoric can only deceive children of a few years old.

Mrs. Feng's death must have something to do with Feng Shilang.Thinking of Feng Shilang is also a guilty conscience.Otherwise, how could he back down like this, unable to straighten his back?
The scene of making havoc in the mourning hall was really exciting.

Ji Xiang listened to the commotion inside with long ears, and secretly thought that when the young lady came back, he would definitely tell the young lady about the commotion.

……

Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles.

The news that Feng's family was mooted in the mourning hall quickly spread.I don't know how many people secretly watched the Feng family's lively jokes, and I don't know how many people talked behind their backs.

"No wonder Mrs. Feng breathed her last so quickly, it turned out that Shilang Feng made the move."

"Feng Shilang is really ruthless. He can do this to his old wife who has been married for decades!"

"Didn't it be said that Mrs. Feng fell off the bed by herself and got the scar on her forehead?"

"Hehe, this is just a perfunctory word. Think about it, if something happened, how could Mrs. Feng suddenly become seriously ill and pass away?"

"The Princess of Kang County is the 'sudden illness and sudden death'! Tsk tsk! The Feng family is really lively."

"Isn't that right! I heard that Feng Shilang was beaten up by his wife, brother and nephew together, his head and face were covered with blood. He will have to be raised for at least a month or two before he can see anyone. It can be regarded as retribution."

This incident quickly reached Feng Shaojun's ears.

Feng Shaojun twitched his lips sarcastically.

Feng Ping, an old thief, has the most reputation on weekdays.This time, he got the notoriety of "killing his wife", which can't be washed away.

What a relief!

(End of this chapter)