Huang Quan's companion

This shout was extremely loud, and the Seventh Madam trembled all over, picked up her son who was as tall as her chest, and ran out quickly, her steps hurried.

"Stop!" the two servants yelled over and over, chasing after them.

The foot strength of the two big men is much stronger than a weak woman holding a child. They quickly chased after her and pulled her back with a stretch of hand, causing the Seventh Madam to struggle: "Let me go!"

A domestic servant was stunned when he heard the voice: "Madam Seven?"

Seventh Madam threw away his hand, turned her head and left, but was quickly caught by another person, who shouted: "Seventh Madam, you can't leave!"

Their noise finally alarmed the others, everyone in the Zhu family, big and small, woke up from their sleep and put on their coats to go out to check.

"What's the matter? What's the noise at night?" A loud and impatient female voice suddenly sounded, and a young woman in her 30s walked quickly while wearing a purple robe, her long hair was tied up casually. , under the moonlight, his facial features are small and exquisite, and they are six or seven points similar to He Tang.

He Tang scolded in a low voice: "Stinky bitch, she's the only one with the loudest voice!"

Yang Jinshu took a closer look and asked, "Your mother?"

He Tang snorted and looked down with a sneer.

Yang Jinshu was a little surprised. He thought that the vicious woman He Tang was talking about would be a woman with slender eyes, thin lips, tall and sharp lips, but He Tang's mother was actually a petite and charming woman—but the voice was not the same as The body doesn't really match.

"Who should I be, Seventh Sister?" He Tang's mother, the sixth wife of the Zhu family, approached slowly, stretched out her hand to gather the coat on her shoulders, and glanced at Zhu Xiaowu who was standing blankly aside, With a sneer, she said to the surroundings, "Where is Seventh Sister going to take Zishan? Liu's Mansion in Dongtou, or Baishoutang in West Street?"

Baishoutang is a famous coffin shop and wreath paper figurine funeral shop in the county. Her words were so eccentric that everyone present changed their expressions.

Master Zhu came over and said harshly, "Liu Niang! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Mrs. Six snorted, took two steps to the side, gathered her coat and said lightly, "I'm talking nonsense? The whole county knows that her son runs out all day to scare people, so why am I talking nonsense? Big sister, don't you think so? "

A woman nearly half a century old approached slowly with the help of a maid, her gaze lightly swept across her face, and landed on the dumbfounded Zhu Xiaowu, she said slowly: "Zishan has lost his soul, Behavior is different, disturbing neighbors in the middle of the night, you elders, don’t know how to watch? What are you talking about here.”

She said a few words and scolded several people all over the place. Master Zhu blushed and said anxiously: "Madam, Zishan didn't mean it. Daoist Min also said it a few days ago. This is just a divorce." Soul disease, it looks a bit dull, but it won't hurt people..."

"Won't hurt people?" The lady raised her voice, her complexion changed, showing her majesty, "He really can't hurt people, but what if he runs out to scare people at night? The child who lost his soul quietly left the gate of the Zhu Mansion and wandered around, frightening people and scaring the two watchmen to death! You still say it’s okay!”

"Then..." Master Zhu wanted to argue, but found that he had nothing to say, so he closed his mouth and looked anxiously at his son.

Zhu Xiaowu remained unmoved, leaning on his mother's body without saying a word.

Seventh Madam hugged her son, her eyes were red, and she choked with sobs, "Ma'am, I am just such a son as Zishan. He suffered such an unreasonable disaster, and my mother feels sorry for him. I...I promise to lock him up every day from now on. He is not allowed to go, I beg you... I beg you, my lord, don’t argue with him!"

The Da Furen frowned, turning a blind eye to her pleading, and said coldly: "The Zhu family can't keep such a child, what are you doing with a fool locked up at home all day?"

Seventh Madam hugged her son tightly, and hurriedly said: "Then... then I will take my son and go, no... I won't stay at Zhu's house..."

Master Zhu was furious: "What are you talking about! You are my wife, where do you want to go?"

Seventh Madam gritted her teeth and said, "I want to walk with my belt!"

"Where can you go?"

"I took Zishan to find an expert, there will always be someone who can help him." Seventh Madam burst into tears, and I felt pity, "Master, Zishan is my child, how can you bear to lock him up?"

"When did I say I was going to lock him up?" Master Zhu flicked his sleeves, "I just asked someone to watch him!"

"What's the difference between this and imprisoning him?!" Madam Seven pulled Zhu Xiaowu's sleeve, revealing the bruises on his arm, "He has been imprisoned for a few days, look at his injuries! If he is imprisoned again Shut up for a few days, I...I...Can I still see him?"

It was the first time Master Zhu saw the injury on his son's body, and he was furious: "What is this? Who did it!"

He had always doted on his fifth son, but when he saw the injury on his son's body, he immediately lost his temper.

Mrs. Seven put her arms around her son, tears streaming down her cheeks: "They... they just bullied us. Zishan can't speak now, doesn't talk about hurts and pains, and bullies... Zishan... When did Zishan suffer? This kind of suffering..."

Mrs. Liu couldn't listen anymore, her face turned pale and white: "Sister, what do you mean by that? I asked someone to take care of Zishan, you mean I bullied your son?"

Seventh Madam shrank her shoulders, frightened by her, and said in a low voice: "I...I didn't say that..."

"Then what do you mean? Do you need to point fingers at Sang and scold Huai? If you want to wrong me, just say it!"

"I just... just saw that Zishan was hurt, and I couldn't bear it..."

Seeing the quarrel below, Yang Jinshu felt a little worried: "He Tang, your mother is so pungent."

"Polar? Do you think it's spicy after a few words of scolding?" He Tang laughed at his short-sightedness, "You haven't seen her do it yet, so that's really Polar. She hates Zhu Xiaowu the most on weekdays, and she finally took the opportunity. I I don't believe that she doesn't bully people. The force of twisting people can be seen as her handwriting."

Yang Jinshu heard what he meant and couldn't help frowning: "She screwed you?"

"Your vocabulary is too poor..." He Tang rolled his eyes, "Twist, pinch, grab, beat, kick, step on, slap, punch, grind, kick, push... Oh, that's too much!"

Yang Jinshu looked at him quietly, then suddenly held his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "I've never experienced that kind of suffering, I don't know how painful it is, if I can, I'd like to bear it all for you."

He Tang was full of complaints and was choked up by his heart-warming words of love. He blinked dryly and looked at him, and said: "Actually, the main recipient is the old He Tang...I...that... ...Although I have suffered a bit, I still go back! If she hits me, I will bite her, and if she scolds me, I will scold me back...It's also...It's okay. "

Yang Jinshu froze, feeling a little embarrassed.

He Tang turned his face away, also feeling very uncomfortable.

To clarify the matter of soul wear is to face this kind of embarrassment, so embarrassing!

Yang Jinshu pursed his lips, withdrew his hand, and looked down at the crowd who were still arguing.He always forgot that He Tang did not belong to this world, and that the bones buried in the same coffin as him did not belong to the kid in front of him.

There was a slight ghostly aura at his side gradually approaching, and he stuffed another thin hand in his hand, and He Tang whispered softly: "Although...although I didn't suffer much, but...but yours My heart... that... I'm still very moved!"

The corners of Yang Jinshu's mouth curled up slightly, and he asked, "Then if I get hurt and suffer, what will you do?"

He Tang struggled and said, "I'm more afraid of pain, can you bear it alone?"

Yang Jinshu: "..."

He Tang tugged at his sleeves to act cute: "Don't worry, when you are suffering, I will watch you from the sidelines!"

Yang Jinshu: "..."

Who raised this miserable child!What a bad character!

"Okay! Why are you arguing! They are all people with face, how decent it is to tear up your face in public!" There was a loud shout from the courtyard, and Mrs. Zhu's wife knocked her crutch on the ground, her eyes cold Sliding across everyone's faces, he taught, "Don't think that I don't know the little things in your hearts. You are happy to see them arguing? The man suffered a slight injury, what's the big deal?"

The Seventh Madam was about to argue, the Da Furen said again: "I have already discussed with the elders of the clan about Zishan, and I have come to a conclusion on how to deal with it."

Everyone looked at her nervously.

Master Zhu turned pale, and persuaded: "Madam..."

The eldest lady ignored him at all, and went on talking to herself: "Zishan is no longer suitable to stay in Zhu's house, but he is also not suitable to stay outside... The fortune teller said that keeping him is a disaster, so let's deal with it as soon as possible."

As soon as this remark came out, the surrounding crowd gasped in unison, they didn't expect the Zhu family to be so ruthless.

Seventh Madam asked with trembling lips, "You... what do you mean?"

The eldest lady closed her eyes, and wrote lightly: "Burn it, and scatter the ashes outside."

Lady Seven's knees went limp and she collapsed to the ground, unable to speak.

Zhu Xiaowu, who was easily doomed, stood there expressionless, and even his mother didn't know how to step forward to help him.

"Madam... Zishan... Zishan is a descendant of the Zhu family after all, you... how can you be so hard-hearted? Just a fortune teller, just say a few words casually, you are going to take my son's life! I... I have been married to the Zhu family these years, and I have never done anything to harm the Zhu family, how could... how could you treat my child like this!"

At the end, Seventh Madam was already howling.

The beauty Ruyu was forced to kneel in the courtyard and cry miserably, losing all her image.

He Tang tugged on Yang Jinshu's sleeve, and said angrily, "I thought the stinky woman was the most vicious woman I've ever seen, but here is the more vicious one!"

But Yang Jinshu pointed out the key point: "Shouldn't the Zhu family be able to talk to Mr. Zhu?"

He Tang froze for a moment, recalled for a moment and said, "It seems to be..."

The two quietly watched Master Zhu's reaction in the courtyard.

Master Zhu didn't protect Madam Seven immediately, but said to Madam Seven: "Which fortune teller is talking nonsense! Are these nonsense?"

"Master, don't you see what Zishan looks like these days? At night, he walks around like a wandering ghost. It's nothing more than scaring people in Zhu's house, and he even runs to the street! Everyone in the county town these days Dangerous, there are ghosts everywhere, he went out for a night but always came back safe and sound, who knows what bad things are on him!"

Master Zhu's face was extremely smelly, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The eldest lady said again: "Besides, have there been few incidents in the Zhu family in the past few days? Nothing has happened for more than ten years. Since Zishan's accident, even business can't be done. The huge family business will be destroyed if it is destroyed. .”

Seventh Madam was so angry that she stood up and got angry: "Madam, what are you talking about! What does the Zhu family's business have to do with Zishan!"

Master Zhu kept a sullen face and didn't speak, obviously the lady's words hit his sore spot.Zhu's business has indeed been getting worse and worse these days.

"Holy shit, I can't stand it anymore! Finding someone to take the blame is not like this!" He Tang threw off Yang Jinshu's sleeve, jumped down without hesitation, put his hand on the top of his head, and pulled off the hair tie, with a sullen face He changed back to the way he was when he just died - disheveled hair, pale face, wide eyes, open mouth and sticking out a long purple tongue, he floated behind Master Zhu with a smile, and said eeriely, "Long time no see, everyone..."

The sixth lady on the opposite side was the first to see him, and she immediately opened her eyes and screamed, "Ah—————————"

Yang Jinshu looked at the jingling bells on the eaves, and covered his face in pain—what a brat!