Wen Yan followed Madam Feng to the backyard.

There were very few things in Qiu Ran’s room.

Madam Feng made tea for Wen Yan and said, "The girl followed her around a few years ago and didn't live in Beijing for a long time. This time she went to Beijing for a long time..."

Wen Yan sighed and said in detail to Madam Feng what Qiu Ran said when she was dreaming.

Every word is actually made up.

Maybe the content was too warm, but the two little girls in the boudoir talked to each other, which made Madam Feng feel both relieved and sad.

Wen Yan said softly: "Mum's resting these days, right? She looks very tired."

Madam Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I can't get over it. When I think that I didn't lock the hatch door, I..."

Wen Yan carried the teapot and added tea to Madam Feng. While Madam Feng was immersed in her thoughts, she added a small poking powder to the water.

It melts immediately after entering the water, and it has no color or smell.

"Mum's mouthful of tea and moisten her throat." Wen Yan said.

Madam Feng came back to her senses: "I'm so embarrassed to ask the girl to add tea to me, oh..."

She smiled embarrassedly and drank under Wen Yan's persuasion.

Wen Yan slowed down his speech and slowly said: "Last time, I mentioned to Sister Qiu that the shop in the west of the city that specializes in making soup stews. The soup ingredients are stewed every day, and it is very fragrant if you drink it..."

Madam Feng's head was bit by bit, trying to write down everything Wen Yan said, but her eyelids were fighting, as if all the accumulation of unsleeping in the past few days and nights had erupted.

"Miss Wen..." Madam Feng's voice became weaker, her head sank and she lay on the table.

Wen Yan reached out and gently patted Madam Feng on the shoulder.

Madam Feng sighed softly, not awake or sleeping.

"Girl..." Madam Feng called out, very lightly.

Wen Yan winked at Madam Huang.

Madam Huang understood and walked out of the room and stayed outside to avoid anyone coming.

"Mom," when Wen Yan spoke again, it was Qiu Ran's voice, "Mom."

Madam Feng heard this, but couldn't open her eyes.

"Mom," Wen Yan whispered softly, "I have something to tell my mother that I have never been buried in peace after I die. I am just a lonely soul and can only float in the world.

The night before yesterday, I asked my brother when he could bury me. Even if it was a jar of ashes, I would have to be buried in the soil and erect a monument to get reincarnation.

My brother didn't answer me.

Mom, ask him for me when will he let me go?"

Madam Feng was anxious.

A lonely soul cannot be reincarnated.

Oh my God!

Wen Yan said again: "I also sent a dream to Madam Yu, who had served his wife and brother before. Madam Yu told me that she was afraid of her brother. Madam herself was weird and raised her brother too..."

Wen Yan said a lot, and finally, she asked softly: "Mom, you used to serve my mother. Have your father and mother mentioned the temperament of your wife? How did he say about his brother?

Madam Yu said that she would not be surprised at all when her brother went from killing birds to killing people.

Mom, is my sister-in-law’s death really an accident?

Mom, did you really forget to lock the door that night?"

Madam Feng did not wake up, she burst into tears in her dream.

Wen Yan was also sad, but it was the case to dig out the truth, and everyone who was deeply involved would be heartbroken.

Qiu Ran should not die inexplicably, and Madam Feng should not blame herself. It is Qiu Xian who should pay the price.

Wen Yan took out the fragrance dew from his purse and sprinkled a few drops on the ground. It was not rich, but it was enough to distinguish the fragrance of flowers.

After doing all this, Wen Yan stood up and called Madam Huang in, then sat back and lie on the table.

Madam Huang shook Madam Feng hard and woke up the chaotic people.

"Why did the old sister fall asleep?" said Madam Huang, "We girls are asleep too. What's wrong?"

Madam Feng forced herself to open her eyes, pounded her forehead hard, forcing herself to wake up: "I seem to be dreaming..."

"Can't you?" said Madam Huang, "I stood by the door and angrily for a while. Not long after, as soon as I came in, you and our girl were lying down and frightened me!"

While saying that, Madam Huang asked Wen Yan again: "Girl, girl?"

Wen Yan then slowly woke up, her eyes full of confusion: "What's wrong?"

Madam Huang pressed Wen Yan's temple and said, "Didn't you sleep well last night? The girl fell asleep."

"It's strange..." Wen Yan muttered, and the tip of his nose moved, "I seem to smell the magnolia again."

Madam Feng was shocked and fell asleep. She took a few breaths and said with a sob: "It's a girl, it's our girl who has been here. It's really! The girl is giving me a dream, she told me..."

In the second half of the words, Madam Feng swallowed them all.

No matter how good Miss Wen and her own girl are, there are some things that cannot be said.

When she didn't understand anything, she couldn't talk in a mess.

Madam Feng swallowed and said, "Miss Wen said, thank you for giving her some snacks."

Wen Yan smiled and said, "Just Sister Qiu likes it."

Madam Feng was absent-minded and Wen Yan stood up to say goodbye.

Qiu Xian had already adjusted his emotions and came from the study to deliver a warm banquet.

"Miss Wen," Qiu Xian smiled with a kind smile, "A Ran has few friends. Although you have only been together once, I know that you regard A Ran as a friend, and A Ran is the same.

If you have time or have something to say to A Ran, just come over.

It would be great if someone could talk to A Ran."

Wen Yan nodded and answered, getting into the sedan chair.

Qiu Xian carried his hands behind his back until the sedan chair was far away before turning around.

Behind him, Madam Feng opened her eyes wide and looked at him without a moment.

"Mom?" Qiu Xian was stunned.

Madam Feng walked in the door first, walked around the screen wall, stopped, and waited for Qiu Xian to come in, she said, "Master, the girl has just arrived."

Qiu Xian's steps froze: "What?"

"I mean, the girl just asked me to dream." Madam Feng said.

Qiu Xian's eyes suddenly tightened.

Sending a dream.

It's a dream again!

Wen Yan said that he would send a dream, and Madam Feng also said that he would send a dream!

"Is that true?" Qiu Xian squeezed out two words from his teeth.

Madam Feng observed Qiu Xian's reaction tightly and said, "Miss, she asked her to have a dream the night before yesterday. Why did she deny it when Miss Wen mentioned it just now?"

The night before yesterday.

Qiu Xian's head suddenly exploded.

"I..." The corners of his mouth twitched, "Maybe I'm sleeping too heavily and I don't remember, what did A Ran say?"

Madam Feng said, "Miss said that she did not let her be buried. She could only be a lonely ghost and asked me to ask me when I could bury her."

He staggered under his feet, and Qiu Xian held the screen wall before he could barely stop.

Qiu Ran.

It's Qiu Ran.

No one knew that he dreamed of Qiu Ran the night before yesterday.

No one knew that Qiu Ran said she wandered around and had nowhere to go, and became a lonely ghost.

As if he was suddenly thrown into the water, Qiu Xian was sweating in a cold sweat.

He replied firmly: "Let's go through some time, I'll send A Ran back to Yuanzhou."

After saying that, he hurried back to the study room.

Madam Feng looked at him and reacted like this, which was like running away in panic.

On the roof, there was a cat standing, all over black.

After watching the conversation between the master and servant, he stepped on the tiles and jumped lightly across different houses without looking back.

It was not until a sedan chair appeared in its sight that it jumped off the roof and squatted on the top of the sedan chair.

The sedan chairmen were startled and wanted to drive it away.

A girl's voice came from the sedan chair: "Let it sit, this is my cat."
Chapter completed!