The two of them had a gloomy face, and they didn't want to move at all.

But when he saw that his grandfather had come in from outside, he stared at the two of them.

Where did they dare to slacken, so they hurried away.

Fortunately, during today's festival, a lot of various delicacies have been prepared, and soon the three of Wujiang will have a roast chicken and a large plate of fat pork in front of each person.

Wu Jiang didn't even bother to say hello, watching the two little rabbit cubs pick up the roast chicken and eat it in a big gulp, he couldn't care about face anymore, and he also picked up his own big bite and ate it.

Old lady Wu looked at the three of them, and then looked at Qingyu sitting on the top, and couldn't help but sigh, obviously born by a father and mother, why is there such a big difference.

If Qingyu knew what he was thinking, she would probably be able to laugh out loud.

She didn't know if it was born by her parents.

What can be confirmed is that when she was hungry and dirty before, I am afraid that outsiders will think the same when they see her.

It's just that now the identity is reversed.

Nothing to laugh at.

Soon, Qingyu and Old Lady Wu also came up with a lot of food.

Old lady Wu can't wait to dine with Qingyu.

Although there are three nasty people who are in the way, as long as you don't look over there, it's still tolerable.

Qingyu doesn't matter, as long as you have something to eat.

She moved gracefully, and with a demure expression, she picked up a piece of chicken in front of her and put it in her mouth, feeling that it tasted good.

I have to say that this Mu's cooking is counted among the farmers.

She only ate one piece here, and the chicken in the hands of the three people had been almost eaten by them.

In this way, the large plate of fat pork placed in the middle of the three became their target.

As soon as Ulan wanted to grab it with her hand, she was immediately hit the back of her hand.

Soon it was red.

She rubbed the back of her hand, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Wu Jiang's cruel eyes.

He stepped back in fright, but the smell of the fat pork was too attractive, so he stretched out his hand twice, but each time he was beaten back by Wujiang.

Qingyu didn't seem to be able to stand it anymore, she said lightly: "Take my plate!" ”

Ulan hurriedly wanted to step forward excitedly, but Wujiang came to Qingyu one step ahead of her.

"Just leave this to me!"

Qingyu glanced at him coldly, and with a slight movement of his hand, he dodged his grasp.

"Da Lang, you accompany her to bring this plate to my house, and find a room for her to eat first. When Mama asked, she said I said it. ”

Wu Dalang looked at Qingyu and then at his grandfather.

Both of them bowed slightly to him, and Wu Dalang picked up the plate of fried pork slices with great reluctance, ready to walk out.

Just as he took the plate from Qingyu's hand, a small porcelain vase suddenly appeared in his hand.

He was stunned for a moment, and then secretly hid in his sleeve.

took Ulan and walked to the big room in the second room.

When he was on the road, he took advantage of Ulan's inattention, and deliberately took out the small porcelain bottle to take a look, and it actually said Height Enhancement Pill on it.

Originally, he thought that the saint wanted him to drugged this plate.

It seems that he has spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

He looked at the bottle of height enhancement pills, and a trace of warmth rose in his heart.

His height is okay for those farmers who can't eat.

But compared with his second brother and third brother, and even compared with his younger sister, it is not high.

Although his family didn't say anything, this has always been his inferiority.

The family asked him and his second brother to chase the saint at the same time, but at first he still disagreed.

But looking at the little figure of the saint, I thought that maybe it would be a good thing to be together in the future, so that no one would have to dislike anyone.

I didn't expect her to give herself a bottle of height enhancement pills today, but thinking about the saint's own height, I don't know if he should try it.

As soon as Wulan left here, Wujiang was embarrassed and could only retreat back.

When he saw that his son was almost ready to eat the pork on the plate, there was unwillingness and a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

Qingyu didn't care about him for the time being, just ate some by herself, and put it down.

It's useless for lunch today, so it's not appropriate to use too much at once.

Wu Jiang looked at how much was left in front of Qingyu, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

There is no problem with feeding him, and she does not like to waste food.

It's just that you have to ask what you want to know first.

"Want to eat?"

She asked lightly.

Wu Jiang nodded hurriedly like a child.

"Okay, you come with me, answer me a few questions, and these are all yours."

Qingyu walked down slowly, came to the old lady Wu, and said softly: "Old man, borrow the key to the ancestral hall." ”

Old lady Wu didn't think about it, so she took it out of her sleeve and gave it to her.

With a few bird calls, fly high into the air.

Soon Qingyu took Wujiang and came to the Wujia ancestral hall.

Qingyu was okay and didn't feel any discomfort.

But as soon as Wujiang came in, he felt a gust of wind and a numb scalp.

I didn't pay attention just now, but when I came in, I saw that this was the ancestral hall of the Wu family.

There are many spiritual seats of the ancestors of the Wu family placed in front of and behind the confession.

Solemn and solemn.

And in front of the many spiritual seats, there is the spiritual seat of his former father, the second room lord Wuxing.

The moment he saw it, Wu Jiang fell to the ground in fright, and his body trembled a little.

Now this scene seems to be even more shocked and frightened than the expression on Jia Shi before.

Qingyu frowned involuntarily.

People often say that if you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night.

But the way he looks, he obviously looks like he has done something wrong.

Qingyu quietly closed the door of the ancestral hall.

She sat directly at the table next to her, coldly watching her father's expression change.

The sky gradually darkened, and the atmosphere in the entire ancestral hall seemed to be very tense.

Qingyu took out the night pearl she had taken from Huangfu Muchen and put it in front of her.

When Wu Jiang finally remembered that there was another person who entered the ancestral hall with him, he hurriedly looked up.

It's good not to look at it, but this time, I almost didn't scare myself to death.

The whole person was lying on the ground like a mess of mud.

I wanted to run, but I couldn't move my legs.

I can only keep begging for mercy.

Qingyu's gloomy eyes looked at him.

If the grandfather was really killed by this person, such a person who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors did not deserve to live in the world.

Even if he is his own father, he will not cover up.

At some point, Qingyu was slowly approaching him.

Wu Jiang kept waving his hands and screaming in fright.

Qingyu stopped out of his reach and looked at him condescendingly.

His voice was extremely cold, and he asked, "Are you guilty?" ”

Qingyu's voice at this time turned out to be the voice of her grandfather Wuxing.

It is not unusual to say that Qingyu can imitate the voice of others.

Not to mention humans, even imitating the sounds of birds and animals is also handy.

It's just that my grandfather died when Qingyu was a child, but she still remembers his voice.

It was an old man who was both kind and majestic.

He was always tolerant of children.

But he is also a very principled person.

Whenever you do things that go beyond the scope of his principles, my grandfather always reprimands people with a very dignified face.

Therefore, simple and honest people like him very much.

And those who like to play a little clever are itchy with teeth that hate him.

Wujiang, who is now slumped to the ground, is afraid that it is one.

"It's not me, it's not me......" Wu Jiang retreated from time to time, but after working hard for a long time, he only moved an inch.

"It's not you, who is that?" Qingyu approached step by step.

"It's not me, it's not me......

I don't know, I don't know anything......"

Wujiang screamed from time to time, as if alarming the birds outside the ancestral hall, and they chirped from time to time.

Qingyu's ears were about to be shaken.

She rubbed her ears.

Inadvertently looking out of the window at the ancestral hall, a dark shadow flashed.

Qingyu evoked a sneer.

Huangfu Muchen is not worried about her.

Looks like we're going to end this conversation soon.

Qingyu pulled out three golden needles from her sleeve.

These are the same ones that pierced the needles for Jia's at that time.

It's just that time is pressing, and there was no condition for disinfection at that time, so she directly put it into a small bamboo tube.

That's where it comes in handy.

Qingyu was holding the Night Pearl in her left hand, and before she could move in her right hand, Wujiang had three golden needles pierced on her head.

Wujiang's out-of-control emotions suddenly quieted down.

She then asked, "Do you know who killed your father Wuxing?" ”

Wu Jiang's eyes were blank, and when he heard this, he was like a puppet, and replied directly without any emotional fluctuations: "I know!" ”

Qingyu's eyes sank, and almost irrepressible anger was about to erupt.

After forcing it, he imitated his grandfather's voice again and asked coldly, "Then tell me who killed me?" ”