He was murdered after his family was wiped out and left with no descendants; his whole family knelt

Chapter 92 Contract of Indenture

Qiao Qingshu shrugged and gave a cold laugh.

"It was you, Grandmother, who secretly helped out, never daring to let Grandfather know. If Grandfather knew the truth, he would probably be so angry that he could climb out of his coffin."

Madam Qiao was so angry that she stood up abruptly. She stepped forward to slap Qiao Qingshu, but Qiao Qingshu easily dodged the slap.

Qiao Qingshu shouted loudly towards the door.

"I was just trying to help the Qiao family, and I'm wrong for that? My grandmother actually wants to help my maternal family beat me up! Is there no justice in this world?!"

Miao Fang stood aside, already disliking Qiao Qingshu.

Seeing that Old Madam Qiao was about to hit Qiao Qingshu, he immediately stepped forward to help.

"Big sister, this brat is so sharp-tongued, she really needs to be disciplined. I'll catch her right now, and you should give her a good slap!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Qingshu's sleeve, shouting,

"Big sister, I've caught her! Come and hit her!"

Old Madam Qiao gritted her teeth and approached step by step, her eyes filled with fierceness as she spoke.

"Shu girl, I've spoiled you too much these days. You've become so arrogant that you don't know your place anymore!"

He raised his hand high, gathering all his strength to slap Qiao Qingshu across the face.

But it was suddenly intercepted in mid-air by a hand.

"stop!"

When Madam Qiao looked up, she saw Qiao Jizhou staring at her with a face full of anger.

Qiao Jizhou had overheard the entire conversation outside the house, and he was astonished.

Over the years, he has not interfered in matters concerning the inner quarters of the household, because he fully trusts that his mother can manage the household well for him.

He never dreamed that his mother would support her family so much, amounting to several thousand taels of silver over the decades!

Hearing this from outside, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly in anger.

His mother always nagged him that the Qiao family was too poor, that they couldn't make ends meet, and that life was hard.

Such generosity towards outsiders will eventually deplete even the most well-off family's savings!

Her own daughter was helping to protect the family's wealth, yet she was still beaten by her mother. She couldn't swallow this insult no matter what!

Qiao Jizhou forcefully flung Old Madam Qiao's hand away, shielding Qiao Qingshu behind him, and glared angrily at Old Madam Qiao, saying...

"My mother has been doing these things behind my back all these years, and I was completely kept in the dark. If I hadn't overheard it today, would my mother really have kept it from me forever?!"

"Shu'er refused to let you contribute, and you even tried to hit her! Mother, you've gone too far!"

Some of the things said made Old Madam Qiao blush with shame. She frowned, wanting to explain.

"Jeju, listen to me, your mother is also..."

Qiao Jizhou waved his hand dismissively, pointed at Miao Fang's nose, and angrily cursed,

"I thought you Miao people were always coming to our door, but it turns out you've gotten addicted to begging from us. We've spent so much money on you over the years, and you're still so greedy. Now that I, Shu'er, have cut off your subsidies, you still dare to cause trouble at our door!"

"Get the hell out of here right now! If I ever see you come knocking again, don't blame the Qiao family for beating you out with sticks!"

Miao Fang was stunned by Qiao Jizhou's words. Seeing that Qiao Jizhou was truly angry, he dared not really confront him.

He slowly retreated, trying to make amends.

“Good nephew, you’re in a bad mood today. Your uncle won’t argue with you. We’ll talk properly when you’ve calmed down.”

Qiao Jizhou grabbed the teacup beside him and smashed it hard. Miao Fang ducked and ran away in a flash.

The room fell silent. Qiao Qingshu saw that her father was really angry, and that Old Madam Qiao was sitting to the side with her head down.

She was secretly overjoyed. Even a mother and son can have a falling out, and this knot wouldn't be so easy to untie now.

Let's give this mother and son some space and let them have a good talk.

"Father, I'll take my leave now. You and Grandmother should have a good talk. After all, we're family, there's nothing you can't say to each other."

She left Fushou Hall lightly and headed briskly towards Lanxiang Pavilion.

Although Liu Wan'er only knelt in the snow for three hours, she still caught a chill and has been resting in the house for the past two days.

Just as he was about to go to sleep after taking his medicine, he saw Qiao Qingshu already standing in the room.

"Is your health any better, cousin? Didn't you say you could kneel for a hundred days? But you couldn't even last three hours. If your mother knew this in the afterlife, wouldn't she be furious with you?"

Liu Wan'er propped herself up and sat up, glaring at Qiao Qingshu. Although she felt sorry for her mother, she knew that the living were more important than the dead.

There was nothing she could do. It wasn't her fault that she couldn't find a burial site for her mother; it was all the Qiao family's fault!

It's Qiao Qingshu's fault!

"Cousin, you don't need to laugh at me. My mother will understand me from beyond the grave."

“I didn’t kill my mother, so she has no reason to blame me.”

Qiao Qingshu smiled, not intending to argue with her any further, and simply waved her hand.

Mrs. Zhou came in from outside.

Liu Wan'er was taken aback.

Mother Zhou wore a brand-new gray silk embroidered jacket, and her hair was neatly combed.

In the past, Zhou Mama at Lanxiang Pavilion always wore coarse linen clothes and didn't even have a thick coat in winter. Her hair was always messy because of her hard work. She had never been so presentable before.

She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise,

"Aunt Zhou, aren't you in jail? Where did you get these new clothes?"

Qiao Qingshu said with a faint smile,

"My cousin probably doesn't know yet, but now Zhou's mother is living with me and is one of my family members."

Liu Wan'er straightened up and shouted angrily.

"Bullshit! Her indenture is still with me! That traitorous wretch thinks she can climb the social ladder? She's dreaming!"

Qiao Qingshu pulled out a contract of servitude from her bosom and smiled.

"It's quite a coincidence that this was found in your mother's room. Now that Aunt Xu is dead, her personal belongings naturally belong to the Qiao family. This also includes Zhou Mama's indenture."

Liu Wan'er stared in shock. She had been ill for the past two days and had no idea that Qiao Qingshu had cleaned up all of her mother's belongings.

All the clothes and belongings were burned in a fire, and the little money left was deposited into Zhonggong's account.

Xu Biyun's existence in the Qiao family was completely erased.

Liu Wan'er straightened up, wanting to pounce on Qiao Qingshu and snatch the indenture from her hand.

"What right do you have! Those are my mother's things! What right do you have to do this!"

Zhou's mother hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Liu Wan'er back onto the bed, standing protectively in front of Qiao Qingshu.

"Young lady, behave yourself! If you hurt the eldest young lady, don't blame this old servant for being impolite!"

Now, Zhou's mother regards Qiao Qingshu as her benefactor. After seeing through the true colors of Xu Biyun and her daughter, she wholeheartedly submits to Qiao Qingshu.

Qiao Qingshu patted Zhou's mother on the shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to be too nervous.

She smiled at Liu Wan'er, her tone gentle and warm.

"Isn't this exactly what your mother wanted? Born into the Qiao family, and dying a ghost of the Qiao family, now Aunt Xu is a ghost of the Qiao family."

"Her things naturally all belong to the Qiao family; that's perfectly reasonable."