The resentful best friend travels through daily life

On the second day, Zhou Ning gave Su Zhiqiu acupuncture and pulse diagnosis as agreed, while Shen You, as the county lady, made indirect comments to the prefect.

Yesterday, Zhou Ning discovered that Song Lan was particularly curious about her life experience. Song Lan was Su Zhiqiu's personal maid, so it was probably because the prefect's wife was very curious about her.

"Miss Zhou, Madam invites you into the inner room." Song Lan said respectfully.

Generally speaking, guests would not be invited into the inner room unless they were very close relatives.

Zhou Ning went in with doubts.

Su Zhiqiu was dressed in plain clothes, lying on the couch, and his face was much paler than yesterday.

As soon as Zhou Ning entered the door, Su Zhiqiu kept looking at Zhou Ning, his heart full of excitement.

"Miss Zhou, did you sleep well yesterday?"

"Is the food to your liking?"

"Is it comfortable for the maid to use?"

"You dress too plainly, but are you short of money?"

Su Zhiqiu's concern was too obvious, which confused Zhou Ning. Song Lan also kept winking at Su Zhiqiu, and her eyes were twitching.

"Madam, I'm fine. But did you suffer from insomnia last night?" Zhou Ning said while facing Su Zhiqiu's concerned gaze.

Su Zhiqiu smiled and said, "It's nothing, I've never had a good sleep."

"Then I'll prescribe a calming prescription for you. Only if you get enough rest can you feel better." Zhou Ning said as he was about to take Su Zhiqiu's pulse.

Su Zhiqiu immediately asked: "Do you still have a sister?"

Song Lan had given up, and the lady was really anxious, as they had clearly agreed yesterday to proceed step by step.

"I do have a sister." Zhou Ning didn't know what Su Zhiqiu was going to do, and didn't want to say more.

"How old is your sister?"

"Almost eighteen."

Zhou Ning answered truthfully.

"You are so lovely, I guess your sister is also a beauty, right?"

Su Zhiqiu asked a lot of questions and finally got to the point.

"My sister is gentle and graceful, and she is prettier than me." Zhou Ning was telling the truth.

Zhou Wansheng looks like a Jiangnan beauty, delicate yet dignified.

"I really want to meet your sister. Can you invite your sister over as well?" Su Zhiqiu asked.

Zhou Ning really didn't know what they were trying to do, but they wanted to know what the elder sister looked like. Combined with Song Lan's reaction yesterday, could it be that the original owner's mother had some relationship with this lady?

Zhou Ning didn't like beating around the bush, so she asked directly, "Madam, do you know my mother?"

When Su Zhiqiu heard this address, he stood up and asked in surprise: "Mother?! Aren't you from Anzhou? How come you can speak Qingzhou dialect?"

Seeing this, Song Lan hurried over to support Su Zhiqiu.

really.

Zhou Ning replied: "My nickname is Ning. These are what my mother taught my elder sister, and my elder sister taught me."

This custom of giving nicknames is also a custom in Qingzhou.

Su Zhiqiu stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Ah Ning but not daring to. He wiped his tears with the handkerchief handed to him by Song Lan, and cried, "Good boy, come on, tell me, how much do you know about your mother?"

Seeing Su Zhiqiu like this, Zhou Ning thought he was not an enemy, so he said, "Twenty years ago, when fleeing from famine, my father found my mother and brought her home. At that time, my mother didn't remember anything. She only had an old hairpin on her body, that's it."

"What about the hairpin?"

"I asked my sister to keep it."

After all, Zhou Ning often had to fight and run for her life outside, so it was not safe to keep the hairpin with her.

Seeing Su Zhiqiu crying out of breath, Zhou Ning asked, "May I ask what is your relationship with my mother?"

Su Zhiqiu held Zhou Ning's hand and choked up, "If I guess correctly, your mother is my cousin, Su Mingxia, the eldest daughter of the Su family."

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what?

Yesterday, Zhou Ning went to Qi Ji to review some knowledge. It turns out that the Su family has more than one girl, Su Zhiqiu. There is also a legitimate daughter named Ming Xia, but she disappeared twenty years ago.

So……

It all makes sense.

The incomprehensible Qingzhou dialect, and the fact that that woman actually knew medical skills, all of this was because she was Su Mingxia.

Zhou Ning swallowed, it all happened too fast, it really caught her off guard.

But at this time, Su Zhiqiu actually hoped that her cousin was not An Ning's mother because her mother was dead.

My cousin was such a good and kind person, how could she die?

"Aning, you..." Su Zhiqiu had so much to say that he didn't know where to start.

It was the cause of Su Mingxia's death.

That's why she lost her memory.

How she has been doing over the years.

But all my words turned into sobs in my throat at this moment.

"I know. I'll write a letter to my sister now and ask her to bring the hairpin." Zhou Ning said.

The situation was chaotic at the moment, and Su Zhiqiu was so weak. What if he died on the road? That would be terrible.

The letter asked Master to look after my sister along the way and everything would be fine.

Moreover, she also wanted to find out the life experience of the original owner's mother, so that she could tell her by burning paper for the original owner later.

Although I don't know whether she can hear it or not.

"Madam, the master of the family..." Song Lan reminded in a low voice.

Su Zhiqiu shook his head and said, "Over the years, Uncle has been disappointed time and time again. He is already old and can't stand the tossing. Let's wait for An Ning's sister to come."

"Then why don't you inform Master Chu?" Song Lan asked.

Su Zhiqiu looked at Zhou Ning, staring at the faint red teardrop mole under her right eye for a long time, and murmured, "It's better not to tell her, let's talk about it later."

Zhou Ning was very sensitive and felt that Su Zhiqiu was looking at her again, and this time it was not her eyes, so she asked, "What are you looking at, Madam?"

"Your teardrop mole is actually red. I wonder if it's a coincidence." Su Zhiqiu said.

In this day and age, plastic surgery is not possible, so it must be natural. But what does Su Zhiqiu mean by asking this question?

"I wonder what this red teardrop mole means?" Zhou Ning asked.

Su Zhiqiu held back tears and smiled, "Legend has it that the red teardrop mole is formed from the blood and tears shed when a loved one died in the previous life. As for the others... you will know later."

Zhou Ning stopped asking questions, she also needed to digest the matter.

My mother might be the missing Miss Su.

OMG, how sad would the head of the Su family be when he knew that his daughter died of abuse.

In fact, Su Mingxia just lost her memory at the time and there was nothing wrong with her body.

It’s just that she didn’t take good care of herself during the confinement period, she did too much work, and had too little nutrition, so she died of starvation.

Maybe because of poverty, people there don't even think it's abuse and death.

However, when the whole family is eating and she can only pick up leftovers to eat, when a woman goes through great pains to give birth to a child and is asked to do housework on the third day, how can this not be considered abuse?

This is a real sadness.

But Zhou Ning had no way to help her get revenge.

She learned about this situation from bits and pieces of information from others. She didn't see it with her own eyes, didn't have a position on it, and didn't know who to seek revenge on.

Looking for Mrs. Li?

Although she is hateful, she has been through this too. She thinks this is how a daughter-in-law and mother-in-law should get along. Besides, she also eats the leftovers.

Looking for a man from the Zhou family?

They enjoyed the best treatment in the whole family, but they didn't know that this law-abiding life for thousands of years was wrong. No one told them that it was wrong. Moreover, they didn't have enough to eat but were working overtime to support their family.

There was not even a single monster to be found in this cannibalistic house. There were only bones everywhere, all of which had been eaten clean.