Chapter 215: 1.215 Uninvited Guest
After a short rest for one night, they set off to catch up the next day.
The return journey was a little slow with food, but luckily the journey was safe and no corpse puppets were encountered.
In the evening, Qiao Mu hurried back home.
As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't help but relax a little, and called softly, "Mother, I'm back."
"Ah, Qiao Qiao is back." The woman's soft voice sounded.
Falling into Qiao Mu's ear, it was like a bolt from the blue.
She froze there, her eyes turned coldly to the woman who made the sound.
Wen Ruwan was standing in the courtyard of her family, and Wen Wenjing was standing next to her grandmother, wearing a bright red double-breasted gown with a blue-colored floral pleated skirt, holding a pot of stew, looking at her with a smile on her face. she.
Some fragmented pictures flashed before Qiao Mu's eyes, just like the soft and gentle Wen Ruwan in front of him, crying to his father, "Xiao Mori is too difficult to teach. The stepmother is hard to do. I have strict control, invite people to gossip, and not strict control." , he will go out and make trouble like today. I really don't know how to teach him..."
The younger brother, who was born by her mother with all her life, was so well-behaved by this woman, and finally died in an inexplicable affair in a daze.
When he died, his younger brother was only sixteen, and a young life was lost just like that.
The change in Qiao Mu's aura was most clearly felt by Mo Lian who walked in with her.
This little guy was fine just now, but in an instant, the situation changed, and his hostility soared.
At this moment, her eyes were filled with ice, and her woodcut and cold expression was like going back to the time when she first met her, when she held a stone and slammed Wu Yanzhen fiercely.
Prince Mo's phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, followed the icy eyes of classmate Qiao Xiao, and shot at the embarrassed woman standing by the small flower garden with a slightly frightened expression.
"Why are you here?"
As soon as Duanyue stepped into the small courtyard, she heard Xiao Qiaoqiao's questioning voice.
When he was nervous, he almost blurted out: I, I came to find you...
Then I realized, uh, I seemed to have misunderstood, Xiao Qiaoqiao was not pissing him off, but someone else!
"Get out!" Qiao Mu made a way out of the way, pointed at the door and yelled at Wen Ruwan.
The stew pot that Wen Ruwan was holding nervously in her arms almost fell to the ground, and she knelt down in front of Mrs. Wang with a plop.
The old lady was trembling with anger, and patted the stone table hard, "You you! You are so unruly! This is, it's your Aunt Wen, you..."
Too angry to speak coherently.
There seemed to be poisonous arrows shooting out of Qiao Mu's eyes, "Always here!"
The housekeeper often stumbled over, his face turned pale with fright, and he rolled on the ground, "Miss."
"When I left this house, what did I say? Who dares to let me in? Do you still take my little master seriously?" Qiao Mu's eyes were wide open, his fists were clenched, and his whole body was in pain Trembling, he yelled at Chang Zai, "Pack up my things too, and get out today! Immediately! Immediately!! Get out!"
The Broken Moon boy was almost frightened and kept silent like a cicada, not daring to speak out.
When the soft and cute little Qiaoqiao gets angry, it's really scary. If the anger has substance, it's unlucky for anyone who burns it! No matter how funny he is, he doesn't dare to go over and make trouble at this time!
Chang Zai kowtowed like pounding garlic and said, "Little master, Chang Zai was wrong, Chang Zai will never dare again in the future, please give this old slave a chance."
The old lady Qiao was so angry that she collapsed on the armchair, pointing at the angry tree with one hand, trembling non-stop.