The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

Mingyang winked at the secret guards and asked them to ask the government officials to investigate what the pot-bellied man was doing behind the scenes.

What is certain is that there must be a big network behind this man, which may involve human trafficking.

The secret guards obeyed the order and disappeared quickly.

Mingyue was concentrating on watching the girl's movements.

"Huff, huff, huff. I'm going to train hard later and try to be as good as her. No, I want to be better than her!" Minghao looked at the girl who had been running for so long without taking a break with admiration.

Although he didn't agree with some of her behaviors, Minghao was truly envious of her physical strength.

Several people followed the little girl like this, and they were not conspicuous in the busy street.

Suddenly, waves of wailing rang out, "Chuanzong! Chuanzong, where are you!"

"Ahhhhh, my lineage."

The people around immediately made way for him. Although they didn't know what was going on, they had to join in the fun.

"Auntie, what's going on?" the aunt selling buns asked kindly.

But the old lady grabbed her hair and said, "Oh my God, is it you? Is it you who stole my family's heirloom?"

"Ah! It must be you. I can see you can't give birth to a son. Not only can you not give birth yourself, but you also took away my family's lineage."

"Give me back my family lineage!"

The old lady looked frail, but her grip was just as strong as a man's. Large clumps of hair were pulled out of the lady boss selling buns in one go.

The owner of the bun shop in the back kitchen heard his wife crying and rushed out with a rolling pin, "What are you doing, what are you doing, you old woman? Touch my wife again! I'll beat you to death!"

The old lady immediately stopped her attack, and she was indeed a person who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

The bun shop owner always kept his wife behind him, staring at the old lady fiercely. He closed the door only after seeing her turn and leave and walk away.

Now no one paid any attention to her anymore. They all stayed away from her, fearing that they would be the next bun shop owner.

The old lady cried every three steps, calling out, "Chuanzong, Chuanzong, where are you? Come back to grandma."

Mingyue was held in the arms of the secret guard, with only a pair of eyes exposed as she watched the situation outside. "Continuing the family line? I'm bringing honor to my ancestors."

The older brother who was very familiar with the family heard what Mingyue had just said and chuckled, "Indeed, this name is very suitable for families that seriously favor boys over girls."

The man suddenly spoke, and Mingyue was frightened and shuddered. She quickly covered up her embarrassment and said, "Hey, what a coincidence, big brother is also hiding here and peeking."

The man was also stunned and nodded quickly.

"Go home quickly to continue the family line. Your mother is useless because she can't produce milk. I'll give you her milk. Go home quickly."

"Carry on the family line, carry on the family line~"

The old lady's voice came closer from far away, and Mingyue couldn't help but spit. "Good or bad people, eight out of ten sentences are scolding others, and the rest are praising themselves. It's disgusting."

Fortunately, Mingyue spoke softly and the old lady didn't hear it. Otherwise, she would probably fire at Mingyue again.

"Mom, mom, why are you here? Go home and take care of Xiaohong. I will find the family line. Please stop making trouble." A male voice came from the other end of the street. He seemed to be the old lady's son.

"No, I won't. I want to see my grandson with my own eyes!" The old lady rolled on the ground, and the man was helpless. His wife at home was still in confinement and was lying in bed anxiously. His mother came out and screamed. He was also very anxious at this time.

"Mom, please let's go back quickly. Xiaohong needs someone to help her." The man also lay on the ground, rolling around like his mother.

"You ungrateful bastard, who's more important, your eldest grandson or that old sow in your family? You spent ten months pregnant and ate yourself into a pig's head, but my little grandson was only that small when he was born. It's all her fault! I won't serve a woman like that." The old lady's harsh words made the women present step back unconsciously.

"Mom, you have to speak reasonably. Xiaohong was fed like that because of you. You heard a folk recipe from here and learned a dish from somewhere, and you let Xiaohong eat everything every day. How can she not eat? Those things make me want to vomit when I smell them!" The man didn't care about anything and accused his mother in the street.

The old lady didn't feel guilty or remorseful. Instead, she felt that it was all the things she fed her daughter-in-law that allowed her to give birth to a grandson. "What do you know? Without me, how could the family line be continued? The Chen family's incense will end with you!"

When this was mentioned, the man lowered his head weakly.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted in the direction of Mingyue and the others, "Oh my God, look over there!"

Mingyue subconsciously looked up and found that the little girl she had lost just now appeared on the third floor of the teahouse behind her.

The girl stood by the window, looked down at her father and grandmother below, curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and revealed the face of her brother in her arms.

"Zhao Di! Zhao Di! Get down here right now!"

"Why didn't I think of that? You little girl, hurry up and bring your brother down, or I'll beat you to death."

"Is today's meal ready? Why are you running here?"

The old lady cursed so harshly that it made people feel suffocated. She felt like she had won the battle, full of pride as a grandmother, and didn't notice Zhaodi's expression at all.

Only her father leaned forward slightly, making a pleading gesture, "Zhao Di, Zhao Di, come down quickly, Daddy will buy you some hot meat buns, oh oh, and your favorite hair flower, Daddy will buy you one too!"

The old lady pushed her son away and said, "Why did you buy all that for her? She's just a money-loser. What's the point of eating so well? Are you buying her those fancy things to seduce men?"

"Chen Zhaodi, get down here! If anything happens to your brother, I'll kill you."

"You're not coming down, are you? I'll come up to find you!"

The old lady rushed in regardless of everyone's attempts to stop her.

"Auntie, don't be impulsive!"

"Auntie, that girl doesn't look right. Don't mess with her!"

The old lady was held by two strong men and could not move, but her mouth was free and she could curse Zhaodi as much as she wanted.

"You're a money-loser, a bitch. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have let your sickly mother give birth to you."

"Wait a minute, I'll skin you alive!"