The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

"You don't pay as much attention to this person as Aunt Zhao. You can hardly even remember who this person is. Why keep him here if not send him away?"

Mrs. Bu said bluntly.

After hearing what Mrs. Bu said, Bu Zhixiu blushed and lowered his head slightly.

"Then, then you have to tell me." Bu Zhixiu held it in for a long time before he uttered a sentence in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll get it for next time." Mrs. Bu nodded.

Bu Zhixiu was stunned at first, then shocked.

There will be a next time?

Bu Zhixiu, who had originally forgot how many people were in his backyard, was frightened by Mrs. Bu and instantly remembered everything.

Aunt Zhao looked at Bu Zhixiu's frightened face and couldn't help but add fuel to the fire.

"Master, the lady has something important to hide from you!"

Bu Zhixiu's eyes widened instantly.

Sending He Sanhua away is not a big deal? There are bigger things!

Bu Zhixiu quickly asked Aunt Zhao, "Yuanyang, what's going on?"

Aunt Zhao smiled triumphantly and tried to see a hint of panic on Mrs. Bu's face, but she seemed to be blind and saw nothing.

Aunt Zhao felt a little disappointed and then started to talk nonsense.

"Master, Aunt He was pregnant with your child!"

"What? Child!" Bu Zhixiu's eyes almost fell to the ground.

"I don't know what happened that day. Aunt He was fine, but suddenly she had a miscarriage. Madam sent her away that same day. Alas..."

As Aunt Zhao spoke, she sighed in mock sadness.

When she spoke of this, Mrs. Bu's expressionless face finally showed a hint of emotion.

Mrs. Bu raised her eyebrows and looked at Aunt Zhao's mouth with interest, expecting her to say something that would brighten her eyes.

"The child is gone?!" Bu Zhixiu continued to be shocked.

"The master went to Aunt He's room a few months ago. I think she got pregnant during that time. I don't know whether Aunt He knew she was pregnant. Anyway, there was no good news in the mansion before she had a miscarriage." Aunt Zhao said.

"Mrs. Zhao is really capable. She stays in the inner house all day. I didn't expect that she has eyes and ears everywhere and is more informed than me."

Mrs. Bu retorted sarcastically, and the look she gave Aunt Zhao was tinged with suspicion.

Zhao Yuanyang was still as stupid as ever, and he couldn't keep his cool anymore.

Now she really wanted to see what Aunt Zhao was going to do.

Hearing Mrs. Bu's "praise", Aunt Zhao straightened her back proudly.

Look, this is called ability! Even if she is just a concubine now, she is still the most powerful concubine.

"Ma'am, I can..."

Just when Aunt Zhao wanted to say a few more words, the housekeeper rushed in from outside.

In less than an hour, he came back.

It seems that what Mrs. Bu arranged has been completed ahead of schedule.

"Butler, go ahead." Mrs. Bu simply ignored Aunt Zhao and looked straight at the butler.

The butler cleared his throat and spoke crisply.

"Madam, I have found out everything. Qin'er and Madam's daughter-in-law Qin Jiannu are sisters. After Qin'er found out that her mother sold Qin Jiannu to the Yang family as a child bride, she went back to look for her several times, but her mother would not let Qin'er see her.

So Qin'er sneaked over and took the person away when they just arrived at Yang's house. The two have been missing for several days now. After the woman went to Yang's house to ask for the person and money but to no avail, she heard that Qin'er was a maid of the Bu family, so she came to the door. "

Listening to the housekeeper's light words, Mrs. Bu's heart became heavy.

Now she remembered the girl Qin'er. It turned out that the little maid who had been depressed these days was this Qin'er.

She thought at the time that this girl must have encountered some trouble. She was afraid that she would commit suicide, so she let her rest for a while.

Only today did she find out what exactly had happened to Qin'er.

Looking at the current situation, Mrs. Bu was very pleased. She was pleased that Qin'er had finally figured it out and no longer had the idea of ​​torturing or hurting herself.

That's right. If you think more about other people's mistakes, you will feel much better.

She also has a principle in life, which is that if she can blame others, she will never blame herself.

This is also an important reason why she has lived a happy life so far.

Now Qin'er and her sister were missing, and the woman was so anxious that she started biting people everywhere. Mrs. Bu was both happy and worried.

The good news is that the Qin'er sister has not been found yet. Perhaps it won’t be long before they can start a new life.

What I’m worried about is these two weak women. What should they do if they encounter any danger?

But Mrs. Bu soon calmed herself down.

She firmly believes that no news is the best news.

"Okay, I understand. Butler..."

Mrs. Bu spoke to the housekeeper, but halfway through her words, she hesitated again.

She looked at Bu Zhixiu and Aunt Zhao again, stretched out her hand to signal the housekeeper to come to her, and then spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Butler, in a few days, you will burn Qin'er's indenture contract, and from now on, the Bu family will pretend that this person does not exist. If anyone asks again, just say that this person does not exist, and that he is lost or dead. Remember?"

There will be no more slaves like Qin'er from now on.

This is all she can do.

Let everything in the past remain in the past.

She hopes Qin'er can look forward, and so can she.

The housekeeper nodded like a chick pecking at rice, without asking Mrs. Bu why.

He knew that his wife had her own ideas, and his duty as a butler was to carry out his wife's orders unconditionally and not be curious.

After the butler left, Bu Zhixiu seemed to want to say something.

Mrs. Bu felt a little tired and didn't care about him. She just asked Mrs. Strong to send Bu Zhixiu and Aunt Zhao away.

After leaving Mrs. Bu's yard, Bu Zhixiu and Aunt Zhao walked together all the way. Bu Zhixiu was completely absent-minded.

Aunt Zhao, who was used to reading people's faces, naturally noticed this.

She asked Bu Zhixiu in a very gentle tone, trying to act like an understanding and eloquent old lady.

"Master, is there anything on your mind?"

Seeing that Bu Zhixiu was slow to speak, Aunt Zhao continued.

"Master is really feeling sorry for Aunt He's child. After all, he is not destined to be with our family. Master, don't think too much about it. When our Shang'er gets married, it won't be long before Master will have a grandson."

"I still want to see Sanhua again..."

Bu Zhixiu's voice sounded faintly. He spoke to himself without noticing the twisted and hideous face of Aunt Zhao beside him.