100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 713 Incense Offering

Xin Wuyu glanced in that direction.

Unfortunately, Mu Wan was talking to Jin Huan the whole time, and the girl's attention was not on him at all.

When I got closer, I realized that the child was in a good mood. Yesterday, he was worried that the little girl would be scolded and couldn't stand it, so he hid under the covers and cried secretly.

However, speaking of which, he did notice that many of the students who came today looked rather listless and lacked any energy.

The little girl walked past him.

Other children might greet the instructor, but she remained as aloof as a swan, staring straight ahead without a glance, showing no intention of greeting him. For a moment, all the concern he felt choked up inside him.

For some reason, a feeling of disappointment or grievance rose in my heart.

He stayed up until 2 a.m. last night, downloading all the posts about her on Tieba. He doesn't know how he fell asleep, but when he logged in again this morning, there weren't as many people discussing her as before.

Actually, more than being cyberbullied, Xin Wuyu was worried that some nosy students would recognize her at school and do something to the girl.

So much so that during any break that morning, his attention was subconsciously drawn to her side, to prevent Shen Jinhuan from being bullied.

but…...

They kept watch all day but found nothing unusual.

Aside from a few young boys who had a crush on her and would occasionally try to curry favor with her, not a single one caused her any trouble. It was as if someone had taught all those foul-mouthed people a lesson overnight!

Zhou Family Ancestral Hall

The huanghuali wood lattice door was tightly closed.

From time to time, a man's shrill screams could be heard from inside.

It started last night after nightfall.

Zhou Junning seemed to be possessed. At first, he just closed his eyes and slapped himself in the face. Later, he kept kneeling on the ground and saying, "I was wrong."

But he kept his eyes closed the whole time, which terrified Zhou Junning's housekeeper.

I called Grandpa Zhou that very night.

After the monk arrived, he immediately moved the people to the Zhou Family Ancestral Hall.

They said they hoped to use the good deeds of their ancestors to help Zhou Junning relieve some of his suffering.

Outside the ancestral hall, a few people stood scattered about. A beautiful woman, who was very well-preserved, had swollen eyes from crying.

The middle-aged man standing next to her had such a furrowed brow that it could almost trap a fly.

"I only have one son. If anything really happens to him, none of you will have a good time!"

Zhou Junning's father, Zhou Yang, slammed his hand hard on the main hall where the tribute items were placed!

"The monk has already gone to see him, what's the use of your anxiety? Why are you taking it out on us and showing off your power!"

Not everyone indulges Zhou Junning's father.

Look, someone's already making sarcastic remarks.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be where you are today!"

"Zhou Yang, you're just relying on being a distant relative of Chief Zhou, but these past few years, our branch has relied on the success of our brothers and children! What does that have to do with you?" "Zhou Feng, are you determined to oppose me today?!"

The person called Zhou Feng didn't respond to Zhou Yang's words, but instead gave him a solid eye roll.

"Zhou Feng, you'll regret this!"

Every word he said was dripping with malice.

"What can I regret? You can't exactly call Zhou Yatang over here!"

"Creak" sound.

The main gate of the ancestral hall was pushed open.

Several subordinates respectfully greeted a man as he walked in.

"Chief Zhou."