Chapter 6
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Seeing Ning Shu pulling Ning Wan and rushing out, Yang Shi widened her eyes and hurried over to stop Ning Wan. However, Ning Shu grabbed Ning Wan's wrist tightly and she could not break free.
"This, how can this be!"
If Ning Wan was also dragged to the nunnery, then what was the use of her plan? It would only harm others and herself!
Ning Wan was on the verge of tears. She wanted to help her mother get rid of the thorn in her side, not die with Ning Wan! She was only sixteen, she did not want to go! However, did she dare to say no? With so many people present, if she said no, she would be labeled as unfilial. The matriarch would be the first to look down on her. How could she raise her head in the fu in the future?
Immediately, the banquet room became chaotic again. However, this time, it was not He Xin who stopped her, but Yang Shi, "Good Shu, quickly let go of Wan 'er. She, she can't go …"
Ning Shu was puzzled, "Why? Second Sister is being filial for First Aunt. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will be moved by this and will bless Second Sister to live a long life. "
Yang Shi's face was as colorful as ink. She screamed in her heart, 'If I'm locked up in the nunnery forever, how can I live a long life? That's simply torture! '
However, her mouth seemed to be gagged and she could not say a word.
"It seems that First Aunt has agreed. That's great! Forsythia, go and invite everyone in the fu. It's best if you invite all the families nearby to send me and Second Sister off. Let them know that First Aunt has taught well and Second Sister is a filial girl. She is willing to go to the nunnery to accompany me to pray for the fu. She can be a role model for everyone. "Ning Shu was full of joy and did not seem to be faking it.
Yan Zhi received the order and immediately called out loudly with a few maids.
Seeing that more and more people were gathering in the fu, Yang Shi felt dizzy. Those who lived on this street were either high-ranking officials or nobles. If everyone knew, then she, Wan 'er, would have to go even if she did not want to!
In a moment of desperation, she immediately grabbed Ning Shu and said anxiously, "Because you don't have to go in a hurry!" Every word he said was like a punch to his heart. But in this situation, if he didn't relent, he didn't know how much trouble Ning Shu would cause this time. Wan'er was her treasure. She would not allow her daughter to be Ning Wan's scapegoat!
Ning Shu was put in a difficult position. She frowned and said, "But if I stay in the fu, what if I bring bad luck to grandmother and the elders?"
Madame Yang's smile was extremely stiff. "No, you won't. You're not seventeen yet. There are still six months left before the deadline that Taoist Li mentioned …"
Ning Shu still didn't let go. She lowered her head and muttered softly, "Then what if in these six months, the younger siblings in the fu fall ill? Shu 'er was still young and could not bear the crime of destroying the foundation of her ancestors. Auntie, please let us go. "
Seeing that she still wanted to leave, Madame Yang's vision turned black. Her teeth almost broke from clenching, but she still had to bite the bullet and swallow the blood into her stomach. "If something happens in the fu, it won't be your fault …"
"So it's like this …" Ning Shu gave a long sigh and finally let go of Ning Wan's wrist. She obediently bowed to the matriarch. "Grandmother, that good Rong Shu 'er will continue to be filial to you in these next few months."
The matriarch happily held her hand and patted it again and again. She had always liked this girl. If Madame Yang hadn't used the 'foundation of her ancestors' to pressure her, how could she watch her eldest granddaughter jump into the fire pit?
She quickly pulled Ning Wan back to her side. Madame Yang rubbed her precious daughter's swollen wrist. She was so angry that her whole body trembled. Her voice was shaking as she squeezed out each word through gritted teeth, "Eldest Miss, in these next few months, feel free to, rest, well, in the fu. However, when your seventeenth birthday arrives, if you're still not married off, ah! At that time, don't blame Auntie — — go to the ancestral hall! "
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