Wang Xifeng became even more happy when she heard Jia Cong yelling like crazy outside. She was so proud that she said inadvertently: "Come back? Why come back? How can a dead person come back?"

"What, grandma, what did you say?"

Ping'er was shocked when he heard the bad news. He trembled with fright and dropped the horn comb in his hand to the ground again.

"What, what dead person, who... who... died..."

Ping'er looked pale and asked tremblingly. To Jia Cong, Jinque was the person closest to him in his life and the one who loved him the most. How could he die?

If Jinque really dies, what will Jia Cong do?

Will he feel heartbroken too?

If Jin Que is really dead, where can I find someone in this world who cares about Jia Congru's relatives?

If Jinque is really dead, Jia Cong may not be able to live either...

The more Ping'er thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her eyes widened and she stared at Wang Xifeng and asked: "Grandma, who do you think is dead? Is Jinque dead? How could she die..."

Wang Xifeng was startled when she saw Ping'er's face was as white as ashes and her eyes were so wide open that they seemed to fall out. She glared at Ping'er fiercely and said angrily: "You girl, why are you so open?

The big guy stared at me, it was scary. How could I know who was dead? Didn’t you hear the screaming outside? That girl has been missing all afternoon. Who knows if she is lost or dead..."

Ping'er stared at Wang Xifeng tightly, not even daring to blink. He saw that she was extremely proud when she said these words, and the fierce light in her two triangular eyes flickered. Ping'er's heart immediately went cold.

She seemed to have fallen into a large ice cellar, her lips turned purple and her whole body was shivering from the cold.

Just looking at Wang Xifeng's vicious pride, there is a high probability that the brocade bird will fall into her hands and be killed by her.

Ping'er was filled with resentment and hurriedly lowered his head to pick up the comb, fearing that she would see the hatred and anger that he could not hide.

But her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even pick up the ox bone comb after picking it up several times.

For the first time in her life, she began to hate the woman in front of her. Although she was pretty good to her, she also hated her and wanted to hit her to death!

She is so cruel, such a weak girl, so stupid, she never provokes anyone, she never says anything no matter how much she is wronged, she always endures it silently, but she is actually capable of doing this.

!

What made Ping'er the most resentful was that Wang Xifeng knew that Jia Cong had only one relative in this world who could help each other and understand both coldness and warmth, yet she also harmed her.

How can Jia Cong survive in this world if he is left alone and alone?

Ping'er felt so hateful, and felt so painful in her heart. Her vision was blurry, and tears started to fall down her face at some point.

But she didn't dare to let Wang Xifeng see it, so she hurriedly wiped it with her sleeve, and then reached out to grab the comb on the ground. She finally caught the comb in her hand, but it was shaking so much that she couldn't hold it, and it slipped to the ground.

"What are you doing, picking up a comb for so long?"

When Wang Xifeng saw Ping'er squatting on the ground and tinkering for a long time but unable to pick up a wooden comb, she immediately got angry and said.

Ping'er was even more panicked. She gritted her teeth and looked up at Wang Xifeng, crying: "Grandma, I'm scared, I'm so scared..."

Wang Xifeng unexpectedly saw her like this, and immediately frowned and said: "Well, what are you crying for? Could it be that I killed that bitch, and you feel bad for me?"

Hearing this, Ping'er simply cried: "Grandma, I'm really scared for you. I don't care what she does. How can I feel sad for her when she can't see her only a few times a year?"

When Wang Xifeng heard this, she felt even more strange, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you so scared that you cried because of me? Why don't I believe it, you are so embarrassed by your mother?"

Ping'er hugged Wang Xifeng's legs and choked in a low voice: "Grandma, you don't know how powerful that Jia Cong is. Now that you have killed his most beloved girl, I'm afraid he will really fight for you.

I'm not at home... you heard how unpleasant he was scolding outside..."

The more Ping'er talked, the sadder he became. He couldn't help but think of Jia Cong's kindness to him. He also thought that he was now alone in the world. No one could take care of him anymore, but he was also powerless...

Thinking of this, Ping'er was even more heartbroken and couldn't help himself. Tears overflowed like floods bursting from the embankment. For a moment, he cried so hard that he lost all his strength and fell on Wang Xifeng's knees and burst into tears.

When Wang Xifeng saw Ping'er crying like this, she actually believed her words. She reached out to pat her and comforted her with a smile: "Silly girl, it's not worth it for you to cry like this! Your grandma, I am the one who does things without thinking about the future.

Is he a person? If I dare to attack, I won’t let him get any leverage. Don’t worry, stop crying. It’s annoying!”

It's not that Wang Xifeng is stupid, it's just that she is selfish and cold by nature, and she never knew that there are people in the world who would treat others sincerely. Secondly, she didn't know that Ping'er would be so affectionate towards Jia Cong, and would be so sad for Jia Cong and Jinque.

sad.

In her opinion, Jia Cong is just a young master from a concubine. It doesn't matter whether he lives or dies. That Jinque is as cheap as an ant. If he dies, he will die. Who would do it for one more ant in the world?

Are you sad for missing an ant?

Furthermore, she always felt that she had been unexpectedly kind to Ping'er. As long as this girl still had some sympathy, she should be grateful to her and repay her with death.

Therefore, not only did she believe Ping'er's words, but she also felt that this girl was very sincere and very good to her.

Seeing Ping'er crying harder and harder, her tears soaking her pants all over her knees. The more she tried to persuade her, the harder she cried. Wang Xifeng finally lost her patience and slapped her in the face and scolded her: "Stop."

I'm howling in mourning. I'm not afraid of that shit if I dare to do it. I'm not dead yet, howling is annoying!"

After being scolded by her, Ping'er didn't dare to cry loudly. He had to endure the pain and raised his head, took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears carelessly, choking and saying: "Since grandma has a way, then I'm relieved.

only……"

Before Ping'er finished speaking, he heard someone outside whispering back: "Grandma, Master Cong has been scolding outside, what should we do..."

It turned out that the maids and women in Wang Xifeng's yard had been alarmed for a long time. Everyone stood in the yard in a hurry, thinking about coming in to report, but they heard Ping'er and Wang Xifeng talking, and they didn't dare to come in and disturb them for a while. Besides, these people

Privately, they all hate Wang Xifeng for being cruel and merciless towards her servants. It's so easy for someone to dare to scold her as much as they want. Who doesn't want to hear it?

Therefore, everyone tacitly understood each other and stood quietly in the yard listening to Jia Cong scolding him more and more harshly and kicking the door loudly. However, they looked at each other and smiled. The more they listened, the more enjoyable they became.

It wasn't until there seemed to be no movement in the house that everyone dared to return to Wang Xifeng.
Chapter completed!