Chapter 0021 – Recognition (1 / 2)

“Ma’am, we’ve looked at it as a group, and the grave stands better in this position, so take a look, and if it’s okay, we’ll start digging now?”

“Good.”

Under the black hood, half of the woman’s stunningly beautiful face was revealed, calling for the leading man to lose his concentration slightly.

“Trouble faster.” The woman’s voice was cold, and her demeanor vaguely held the authority that only a superior could have.

“Oh, oh, okay!” The man reacted with some embarrassment, then yelled, “Guys, let’s do it!”

Xiang Capsicum sighed softly and watched as Xiao Hong, whose body had already stiffened, was lifted into the crude coffin by the combined efforts of several hans.

On the third day after Xiaohong’s death, Caidie was elevated to the position of aunt.

Xiao Hong’s body was wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave. Before Xiao Hong died, in order to Caidie take all the blame on their own, but Caidie in order to fear Chen Zisheng suspect, even for Xiao Hong convergence of the body do not dare.

Little red is the son of the family, parents are working in the Chen House, Chen Zisheng would have liked to kill the parents of the little red to vent their anger, but the thought of the colorful butterfly is still pregnant with a child, the blood is too heavy and easy to damage the child’s yin and virtue, just call the teeth of the sale of the grass.

On the second day of Xiao Hong’s death, while Chen Zisheng went out to listen to the opera, Xiang Capsicum put on her hood and sneaked out through the small door of Chen’s house, and once again came to that mass grave.

Only now, she was no longer the little girl who could only dig graves with her hands.

Xiang Capsicum paid the silver for the bamboo shadow to repair the grave, after all, can not bear to see the body of Xiaohong in the wilderness, and gave the workers some silver, for Xiaohong set up a new grave.

“It’s still a bit too benign for the Fragrant Capsicum girl to be so.”

The man’s warm voice came from not far away, sounding somewhat familiar.

Xiang Capsicum looked up in a hurry, and it was really Chen Zian.

Chen Zian was wearing a plain robe today, looking slightly tired and frowning slightly.

“Why is Your Excellency taking the honorable step of approaching a lowly place today?” Xiang Capsicum took a step back without a trace and nodded, “I’m afraid that this dirty and filthy place might have offended you, Young Master.”

“Zian went to Anyang County today and happened to pass by here. Moreover, this is the second time that the girl and I have met here, isn’t it?”

Shellfish looked up blankly, he actually remembered!

That night’s pouring rain, seems to fall on her head again, she clearly is no longer that day penniless humble slave girl, but in the face of Chen Zi’an, she was originally strong to bring up a few points of courage, instantly disappeared.

“I, slave girl has no intention of deceiving Your Excellency, much less wanting to privately swallow that precious sword of Your Excellency’s.” She looked blearily at Chen Zian, as the muddy little girl of that day, and mumbled, “Go back tonight, go back tonight, and the slave girl will return the precious sword–“

How could she not know how valuable the sword was? That day, when she realized that the “benefactor” she had been searching for was the second young master, Chen Zian, she should have returned the sword to him.

But somehow, she was finding a different excuse every day to avoid returning the sword.

It seemed that as long as the sword was still in her hand, she felt that she had some thoughts again, and had grown some strength.

“What are you talking about, what’s sent to you is yours.” Chen Zian cried and laughed, “I just don’t understand why you– that day.”

Chen Zian is not a fool, that night after the drug faded, back to God, naturally know that everything is designed by Xiang Capsicum. But he was puzzled, why Xiang Capsicum in the see his trigger finger, will change the attitude.

Finally, after a few investigations, he remembered and realized why he had always found her eyes familiar–

Simply because she was the little girl who, that night, had plowed the grave with her hands in the mass grave.

He had been waiting for an explanation from Shankar, but she had never told him why she had thrown herself at him that day.