Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 89 After so many years, I am still impatient

  You Qing's hand holding the bamboo basket tightened, and soon let go.

  Shen Hua didn't look at You Qing, and moved her lips almost indifferently.

"After my mother left, no one taught me how to behave. But seven years ago, besides my mother, there was another person who taught me the way of life. She was patient and considerate, and treated me like half a daughter, but she was also ungrateful and ungrateful. Just leave without regret."

  When You Qing heard this, there was no emotion on his face.

  Such heart-wrenching words didn't seem to hurt her at all.

  She put the cabbage into the bamboo basket calmly, paid the money again, turned around and went to the next stall to buy eggs, passing by Shen Hua.

  She said: "If you insist on leaving, I will never stop it. After all these years, you have a relationship with me, so why not me. If you want to reminisce about the past, there is a tea house in front of you."

  She is really arrogant!

   "Is the lady still leaving?" Yi Cui asked in a low voice.

  Shen Hua changed her mind in shock: "Go? Why do you want to go?"

   "The treacherous person is right in front of me, I want to see with my own eyes how confident she is in speaking in front of me."

  Shen Hua remained motionless, staring at You Qing.

  You Qing bought eggs and went to buy pork.

  Shen Hua's hands were trembling, she turned her head to Yi Cui and said, "Look, look, she did it on purpose!"

   Yi Cui lowered her head halfway, but didn't say much.

   "If you are so good at buying, why don't you buy back this street."

  Shen Wei said in a bad tone: "Yes, all her cotton clothes are going to turn white after washing, where is the money?"

  Shen Hua seemed to be whispering, but deliberately increased the volume so that You Qing could hear it.

  Of course, You Qing didn't respond. It's like punching cotton.

  The tea house is not big, even simple.

  Shen Hua was full of style, and waited for Yi Cui to wipe the stool clean before slowly taking her seat. She glanced at the tea and snacks on the table. It's so unremarkable that she won't even look at it, let alone taste it.

  You Qing saw that she refused to eat. Instead, he took out the handkerchief to wrap up the dessert. The tea and snacks in the room are paid for in silver.

   If she doesn’t eat it, she has to take it away.

  Shen Hua sneered: "It's really petty."

   "You are really down and out now."

You Qing raised his eyebrows, recalled the scene on the street, his eyes were dark and his tone was serious, he couldn't hear any concern, let alone any intimacy: "Shengjing is not like Fengzhou, where the emperor's feet are full of dignitaries, take your temper, if you offend me Those who should not be offended have no bones that can be peeled off. No one will save you if you get into trouble."

  Shen Hua blinked.

  Back then, Shen Chun was always busy with the affairs of the embroidery workshop. After Shen Zhi went to school, she spent less time with Shen Hua, and You Qing spent the longest time with Shen Hua.

  When she embroidered, she always asked Shen Hua to sit by the side. Teach while embroidering.

   "Straight needles are divided into straight winding, horizontal winding, and oblique winding. The ups and downs of the arrangement cannot overlap. When winding horizontally, the edges are neat. Look, the embroidery thread is evenly tight."

   "Wrong, you have to start the needle along the outline of the pattern, and then drop the needle from the other side, so that the base fabric cannot be exposed."

  After so many years, Shen Hua thought she had forgotten, but when she saw her again, Shen Hua knew she hadn't.

  You Qing left suddenly. She asked Shen Chun why.

  A Niang always stroked her head, her eyes suddenly filled with thick ink, she said: "Yangyang doesn't understand. Don't blame her."

  Aniang told her not to blame her.

  But how can I not blame it?

  Since that day, Shen Wei has never heard of You Qing again, as if You Qing has never appeared before, and her traces have been completely erased.

  At this moment, the two were sitting opposite each other, Shen Wei suddenly remained silent, and You Qing was not used to it.

   Only now did she have the opportunity to look at Shen Wei carefully.

   "Is your health okay? There are many doctors with excellent medical skills in Shengjing."

  Shen Hua leaned back, as lazy as if she had no bones: "I won't bother you about my affairs."

   "That's all. I don't really want to know. By the way, I live in Qingtong Lane. If you have one in the future"

   Before she could speak, she was interrupted by Shen Hua.

   "I didn't come here to listen to what you said."

"Before I saw you, I actually thought about it a lot. No matter how many years my mother helped you, without her, you would have died at the hands of refugees. I want to ask you if you have ever felt guilty. Even if you didn't come back when she left suddenly , did you secretly burn paper money for her?"

   "After I saw you, I suddenly didn't want to ask anymore. It's so boring. Why am I the only one who is worried about it?"

  Seeing that You Qing was silent,

  Shen Hua suddenly got up and didn't want to stay any longer. She smiled coldly.

   "I think the hardest days are over, there is no need to see each other again."

  Leave this sentence, Shen Wei left.

  Yi Cui's expression was difficult to distinguish, she glanced at You Qing, and hurried to catch up.

  As soon as the people left, the private room was empty. You Qing's indifferent expression seemed hollow, she picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

   After a long while, he said: "After all these years, I'm still impatient."

  ——

  Dali Prison

  The prison is hidden from the sun, and it is as dark as darkness.

  Jiang Zhao put down the instrument of torture dripping with blood, and took a basin of clean water to wipe off the stickiness in his hands.

The master recorded it on the file and put down the pen in his hand: "This week, I killed my brother and buried him under the camphor tree, and abused my sister-in-law for several years. Finally, I recruited you. You still have a way. If the prisoner is not here, the torturer is not here. Become a climate."

  Jiang Zhao looked at the jailer: "Zhou Shi is a tough guy, but as long as he is not dead, he can pry his mouth open."

   "To deal with evildoers, you can only be more ruthless than him. Dali Temple does not wrong a good person but never tolerates any evil person. Although torture is not a good word, it is always useful. Remember?"

   "Thank you, Sir, for your reminder." The jailer looked at Jiang Zhao with admiration and fear in his eyes.

  Jiang Zhao's methods are too ruthless.

  The criminals were rampant and uncooperative, clamoring and threatening to fight Dali Temple to the end. It is clear that the crime has been confirmed, but he will not commit it to life or death.

   Even howled that Dali Temple wronged good people.

   Phew.

  As soon as Jiang Zhao came forward, he punched Zhou Shi, and served him directly with torture tools without any nonsense.

   Personally entertain Zhou Shi to tell the details of the crime and murder.

   "Okay, take him down."

"yes."

   Master Bo shook his head when he saw this: "This rookie is too tender after all, some learn. You also frightened their legs so weak."

  Jiang Zhao smiled disapprovingly: "Where is this? They have never seen an adult. If they see an adult interrogating with their own eyes, they will really open their eyes."

  The adult in his mouth is Cui Yun.

  Although his official position is higher than that of the boss, and he has been with him for many years, they don't have so many worries when chatting.

  He stretched out his hand towards the master: "Give me the record file, I happen to have something to ask the adults, and send it along."

   "Well, thanks to you, I have to skip this trip."

  Jiang Zhao took a meal.

   "Slick-tongued, no wonder the adults think you are noisy, and you are the last thing to see."

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  The director looked around and whispered to Jiang Zhaodao.

   "My lord is at this age, and there are no women around me. It's not because I'm making noise. He's clearly envious of the dozen or so aunts in my backyard."

  Jiang Zhao's breath was stagnant, and he looked at the master book as if saying that you are crazy.

   "You mean... adults are jealous of you?"

  (end of this chapter)