Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

That way of wrapping, that kind of soup base, can only be found in the streets of Yaocheng. Ji's father and mother looked at their daughter with her back to them, gazing at the bright moon in the sky. Since leaving Yaocheng, they have never heard their eldest daughter miss Yaocheng. The moon is brighter in her hometown, and her hometown is Yaocheng.

"Hey, Yaocheng wontons!"

Ji's mother wiped away her tears and said, "Old man, let's go talk to the kitchen about how to make dumplings. Then we can sit down and talk while we eat."

"Hey, we need to prepare two more side dishes." Father Ji followed and said, "You two wait, we'll be here soon."

Ji's father and mother disappeared into the darkness. Qin Xiuyuan walked over to the woman and quickly uttered the words he had been brewing for a long time, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "It's Wang Bao."

"Ugh!" Among many assumptions, the answer was the one that Wangshu found most difficult to accept. His chest was surging and he vomited once, twice. Qin Xiuyuan helped him sit down, and Wangshu suddenly faced outward. "Ugh!" Xiaoqing held the handkerchief with both hands, and this time she caught the vomit steadily and closed it. The maids looked for water, made a handkerchief, and someone ran to call a doctor.

The more Wangshu thought about it, the more he vomited. He couldn't hold it in any longer. The sour taste came over him and he soon vomited acid water. His face was covered with tears and snot.

Qin Xiuyuan was also frightened by the vomiting. Everything flashed through his mind, including the scenes from the afternoon. With his hands trembling slightly, he held the woman who was vomiting steadily and asked Xiaoqing in a stern voice, "Did Madam have her period last month?"

"I'm coming!"

Xiaoqing calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief. She accidentally heard the general also sighing a sigh of relief...

After finally finishing vomiting, his stomach was empty. He rinsed his mouth with water and sat with his head propped up, feeling exhausted. "I'll sleep them till they die."

Xiaoqing was frightened by the harshness in his words.

"Should we ask my parents-in-law to leave?" Qin Xiuyuan was afraid that the two elders and his wife could not bear it, but even if he had ten guts, he would not dare to hide it from the young wife... He still dared to hide it from the two elders.

The two elders were old, in their fifties. They had spent the first half of their lives worrying about Wangshu, and the second half holding Wangle in their hands. In the end, they were half-estranged from Wangshu. If they knew that Wangle had stabbed them so hard...

The lady supported her head with one hand and pressed her chest with the other hand, crying silently. Her eyes were big and tears were falling down her cheeks like pearls that had fallen off the string, which was heartbreaking to see.

When she is not crying, she is so strong and smart that it makes people feel scared. But when she cries, she looks so shaky and pitiful that people want to crush all their hard work into pieces and feed them to her.

The longer he waited, the more tormented he became. Qin Xiuyuan couldn't bear to see Wangshu torture himself, and was so heartbroken he couldn't speak. "Why not let him go?"

No, Wangshu pushed him away, wiping her tears with her butterfly sleeves, "Call Li Wanting over."

He was sitting in the schoolyard opposite the study. When Ji's parents came back, they thought he was going to admire the moon. "It's cool in the yard..." Suddenly, they saw his red and swollen eyes and his breath stuttering. Mother Ji stepped forward to take a closer look and stammered, "Why...why...why are you crying?"

At this time, Li Wanting was also brought over. She was very thin, her clothes were baggy, and she looked listless. "Wanting, why are you here?"

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Qin Xiuyuan was too lazy to delay any longer and said to the dark study in a deep voice, "Le Le, open the door."

At this moment, Ji's father and mother looked from Li Wanting to the left to their daughter's tear-swollen face, and finally realized something. They stared at the study door, which was always closed, in horror. Before they could rush in, Ji Wangle in the room said the same thing, "Go away!"

Qin Xiuyuan pointed back and two guards came forward, one with a torch and the other with a unsheathed sword. They aimed at the crack in the door and chopped it down hard from top to bottom, again and again, each time the sword hit the person's throat.

"Go away! Go away!" Ji Wangle in the room finally collapsed.

The iron and wooden locks were all broken, and guards stood guard on both sides. There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and Li Wanting was the first to open the door.

"Mom, save me! Save me!" Someone threw himself into her arms, and the mother and child fell to the ground at the same time.

Ji's mother walked in tremblingly. Her little daughter, who was full of vigor and energy but trembling with collapse, was squatting beside the shelf. She pulled open her little daughter's collar, then used all her strength to slap her into the corner. Ji's father, who was outside the door, slowly slid down to the ground while holding the door.

Wangshu was still sitting in the yard. In the closed study, the smell began to slowly spread out. The all-pervasive stench and fishy smell, mixed with the last bit of coolness from the ice, seeped straight into people's hearts.

Inside, people were crying, shouting, and begging. No one outside made a sound. The guards were like statues. Qin Xiuyuan took the cloak from the maid and put it on. "Would you like to eat something?"

A mother and her son knelt at Wangshu's feet. Wang Bao, the eldest son of the Wang family, whom Wangshu had never even looked at, kowtowed repeatedly, his head pounding on the bluestone slabs, and he soon bled...

The stench was overwhelming. Wangshu, who had originally thought that he had lost all five senses, suddenly covered his mouth and nose. Qin Xiuyuan, who was still squatting, followed with disgust. What the hell, incontinence! Coward!

Soon someone dragged him to the leeward side of the courtyard. The maids were busy scrubbing the floor inside and out with clean water. Only then did Wangshu step into the study. Ji Wangle was standing in the corner, stunned, her face a deep crimson. She was wearing the most fashionable summer tube-top gauze dress, the same style as Wangshu's, but a different color. She was sitting on the ground leaning against a shelf. Hearing the sound, he watched her approach step by step. Behind her were two old maids who had been giving massages to her sister all year round. He was instantly terrified and knelt down quickly, but he was backing away step by step, terrified. "Sister, Lele is wrong, Lele is wrong!"

The nanny stepped forward to hold her down. Lele struggled desperately, kicking her legs fiercely, and the nanny was hit in the stomach and chest several times. Xiaoqing stepped forward and raised her hand to hit Lele from behind. It was clean and sharp, and Lele fell to the ground immediately.

"No!" Ji's mother rushed over and put her finger on the tip of the man's nose.

The maids had a clear division of labor: one undressed and examined the body, while the other took the pulse. When the person was laid flat, the maid looked at the person's belly and was immediately frightened.

There are signs of a slight bulge when lying down.

The study was very large. Wangshu walked slowly to the desk. The four treasures of the study - pen, ink, paper, inkstone, chess, calligraphy and painting - were all of the highest quality. Only the newly written characters on the white paper were crooked and looked the most vulgar.

"Bring Yunxiao and Mingxi over here."

Ji's father and mother were the first to object, "Shu Shu!"

Qin Xiuyuan also disagreed. He stood outside the study door and never took a step inside. "Shushu, they are asleep."

Wangshu sat at the desk, flipping through Ji Wangle's homework book page by page, until Xiaolu came in with the sleepy brother and sister.

The atmosphere was horribly tense. Qin Xiuyuan, who was standing in the courtyard, saw his children coming and hurried forward to shake their hands. "Something bad happened today. Mother is waiting for you in the room."

The courtyard was bright as day. The guards were the ones they were most familiar with, and they were everywhere in the mansion. Hand in hand, they looked at Wang Bao, who was lying in a corner in a state of disgrace, with his emaciated cousin kneeling beside him...