When Yang Zigui heard the word "fool", he coughed and reminded him to ask.

The long question is self-aware: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

"It's okay, I know you're all calling me a fool behind your back." Dai Jinyu smiled.

"Who called you stupid, where are you stupid?" Yang Zigui hurriedly answered.

"I know you're the best at talking, it's okay."

"You're really not stupid, look at how many people in this capital want to get close to our young lady, it's not just you." Chang Wen took over the conversation.

"That's just as well." Dai Jinyu smiled.

Yang Zigui and Changwen got out of the car at the entrance of the alley and asked Dai Jinyu to go back first. From a distance, I saw the door of my house brightly lit and a row of people standing, and then I remembered that my feet were broken.

Yang Zigui limped and walked in slowly.

Yang Yan ignored it, and was determined to discipline his daughter well.

"It's not about Xiaowu, I took advantage of her inattention to climb over the wall and get out." Yang Zigui walked to the door of the house, and first saw Xiaowu who was tied with his backhand and kneeling on the ground.

"It's none of her business? Her business is to watch you and control you, you are lost, what else do you want her to do? The flesh on Yang Yanqi's face trembled.

"Dad, don't sell her, I will be obedient in the future, and I will listen to you whatever you say."

"This is a poem you wrote?"

Yang Yan threw the paper on which Yang Zigui composed poems during the day in front of Yang Zigui.

Yang Zigui glanced at the words on it: "Ao." ”

"Shame on you! Shameless! Do you still have a bit of a woman's shame? Do you know that now the dinner tables in the capital are laughing at me, Yang Yan's goddaughter, and there is no way! ”

"Does Daddy care so much about what others say?"

Yang Zigui's eyes were stunned, staring at Yang Yan.

Yang Zigui's voice outside the words, not only Yang Yan understands it, but everyone around the family knows it. is all because Yang Yan once drove his wife, that is, Yang Zigui's biological mother Cheng, out of the house, and then married Bei Yinmu.

Everyone looked at Yang Yan's face, and put a piece of wall skin that was about to fall.

"You kneel for me!" Yang Yan gritted his teeth: "How can I, Yang Yan, have a daughter like you?" ”

Yang Yan gasped, and his round stomach fell together: "Aren't you in a hurry to get married?" You go now! Go now! Long ask to pack her luggage! Let her go now! ”

Changwen didn't dare to answer, nor did he dare to go in, so he knelt at Yang Yan's feet, slapping his face while crying, and taking the responsibility on himself.

Xiaowu could have been able to hold on, but when she cried when she saw Changwen, she couldn't hold it back, although her hands were tied, it didn't affect her kowtow and beg for mercy.

Yang Zigui looked at his two personal servants, one kowtowed like pounding garlic, and the other slapped like a fan. Look at Yang Yan straightening his stomach again, his eyes raised high.

"No need," Yang Zigui took a step back, knelt down and raised his hands above his head, and gave Yang Yan a big salute: "No need to clean up, none of the food and clothing I use are not given by the Yang family, I have nothing, thanks to the blood of the Yang family still flowing in my body, I have grown up to this day." Since Daddy told me to go, I'll just go. ”

Yang Zi got up, turned around and walked down the steps of the door in two steps, suddenly sneered, and turned back to Yang Yan: "That's how my mother walked back then." ”

Yang Yan rushed down the steps with a brisk step, and when he went up, it was a slap in the face.

Yang Zigui covered his face: "Do you think I don't know?" You hate the poor and love the rich, and abandon your wife, who doesn't know this great rule? I thought why you suddenly wanted face today, and then I thought about it, it's not you who want face, it's you who want to completely cut off my mother's shadow! ”

"You" Yang Yan raised his finger and pointed at Yang Zigui, trembling constantly, only to feel the blood surging up his head, his legs and feet were weak, and he staggered backwards, and the servants hurriedly surrounded him to support him.

Everyone shouted, "Master, what's wrong with you", Yang Zigui stood aside, suddenly afraid: "Shouldn't you be really angry?" ”

After a while, Yang Yan relieved himself, opened his eyes and saw that there was no Yang Zigui left and right, and suddenly cried urgently: "What about Zigui? What about Zigui? She's really gone! She really doesn't want me as a dad anymore! ”

Yang Yan howled and cried, like a crazy person, and like a child who played tricks.

"Miss didn't leave, Miss didn't leave, Miss is here, here."

Yang Yan looked along the way for everyone to get out of the way, and Yang Zi was standing looking at him.

"Take the young lady back, lock her up, and no one will see her without my permission." At the end of the day, Yang Yan still wanted to save a little bit of his father's dignity.

The family was divided into two groups, one group hugged Yang Zi into the backyard, and the other group helped Yang Yan to the North Yin Mu room.

Bei Yin Mu knew that the father and daughter had to have a big drama in the afternoon, so he sent his son and daughter to live at his uncle's house early.

Beiyin Musuan's virtuous and virtuous people, but Yang Zigui has never been different from his own children, Yang Zigui was only two months old when she entered the door, but she knew at that time that her half-mother could not be taken lightly, and she could not be beaten and scolded, so it was the best policy to stay away.

Bei Yin Mu didn't say anything, stroked Yang Yan's chest, and gave him comfort. Yang Yan remembered that his other two children were also missing.

The youngest daughter Yang Ziwei has nothing wrong with etiquette and behavior, but she doesn't bother him.

But his son Yang Huaichuan is hanging all day long, idle, he has wanted to send his son to the Blood Sacrifice Army or Jixian Pavilion many times, but without exception was refused.

When I think of Jixian Pavilion, I think of Nangong Min. The Nangong Min in Yang Yan's eyes is very different from the one in Yang Zigui's eyes - a half-old and immortal pretentious man, pretending to be a master who doesn't care about the world all day long. But with a bad stomach, he is kind to everyone on his face, and he uses all his tricks behind his back.

When Yang Yan thought of Yang Zigui trying to attract Nangong Min's attention several times, his heart was like a knife. Because of Yang Huaichuan's entry into the cabinet, Nangong Min has been carrying Yang Yan on his back.

Yang Yan thought about it again, he didn't need to nod his head now, he finally had a high spirit, and he could find Nangong Min's bad luck.

Here, Yang Yan's qi disappeared by half, and when he went to bed, the soft pillow whispered, and the remaining half of his qi was gone.

Over there, Yang Zigui took off his shoes and sat on the ground alone, and he held on for a long time, only to find that his ankle was swollen into pig's trotters.

Xiaowu and Changwen were guarding the door, they didn't listen to Yang Yan's words and take care of Yang Zigui, but they were afraid that Yang Zigui would be locked up alone and be in a bad mood, and there would be no one to be angry.

"Miss, are you hungry?" Xiaowu picked up the crack in the door, looking for Yang Zigui's figure: "It's cold on the ground, Miss, you lie on the bed." ”

"Miss, the master still hurts you, you see that I just thought you were gone, and scared him, I will see you for the first time." A long question.

Yang Zigui looked at the door, listening to Xiaowu and Chang outside asking you and me, and I wanted to laugh and cry.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is high.

In countless nights like this, Yang Zigui couldn't help but think of his mother, where she was, how she was doing, and whether she missed her as much as she missed her.

It must be so.

Yang Zigui smiled and looked out the window, her mother must have missed her in a corner too.

I wonder if she has covered the quilt at night, whether she has eaten or not, who is afraid that she will hold on if she eats too much, and who is afraid that she will be hungry if she eats less.

She'll be a bit fierce and like to be in charge.

Like Yang Huaichuan and Yang Ziwei's mother. will protect them and not teach others to bully them.

Yang Zigui remembered the summer night when he was twelve years old.

That was the first time she saw Nangong Min, Nangong Min opened a women's school on the edge of Jinchi, and he went to teach and lecture from the first to the fifteenth day of every month, and Jiang Pseudo was in charge of the rest of the time.

Yang Zigui listened attentively, she knew that this person was much more powerful than the husband in her family. Because what the husband at home said was always that he couldn't do this and that, but what Nangong Min said was that this can be done and that can be done.

Yang Zi waited until the end of the scene, and did not wait for the opportunity to communicate with Nangong Min at close range. She was sullen and took Xiaowu back to the city.

It was the first time she went home late at night, and she was afraid of Yang Yan's reproach, so she chose a dark alley and wanted to take a shortcut to rush home.

Just after walking three or five steps, a drunk man suddenly appeared in the alley.

The drunk picked up Yang Zigui from behind, and Yang Zigui was so frightened that he kept screaming.

Seeing this, Xiaowu held his head and stretched out to fight, but his little arms and legs were the opponents of the drunk.

The drunk flicked his fist, and Xiaowu immediately fell to the ground, his head slamming against the wall.

Yang Zigui couldn't break free, opened his mouth and bit the drunkard's arm fiercely, only biting off a piece of meat on the drunken's arm.

The drunk screamed in pain and slapped Yang Zigui with his backhand.

Yang Zigui was stunned, sitting on the ground and not knowing what to do.

Just then, she saw a large stone on the ground.

She crouched against the stone. At this time, the drunk man sensed Yang Zigui's intentions, and he was about to overtake Yang Zigui.

Xiaowu saw the opportunity to pounce from behind the drunk, locked his hands tightly around the drunkard's neck, and let him shake his back back and forth, Xiaowu just didn't let go.

Yang Zigui squatted up, and his lower waist steadily picked up the big stone.

At this time, the drunk pressed Xiaowu to the ground with his back, trying to crush Xiaowu to death.

Xiaowu couldn't get up, and was stuck in her throat by the drunk's elbow.

Xiaowu's face was flushed, his feet kept kicking on the ground, and he was about to die.

Yang Zigui picked up the stone and walked behind the drunk, opened his eyes, and smashed the stone down.

Blood blurred Yang Zigui's eyes.

Xiaowu helped Yang Zi to return home, and met the long question who came out to find them.

Changwen was scared and cried when he saw it. I was afraid of alarming the other people who came to find me, so I held back my tears and secretly went home from the back door with Zigui and Xiaowu.

I don't dare to ask a long question.

Yang Zigui didn't say anything.

Xiaowu kept crying.

The three sat opposite each other on the ground, and neither of them mentioned what had happened.

Time flies, and three years have passed.

Yang Zigui was like a twelve-year-old summer night, curled up and hugged himself, and cried quietly.

At night she had a dream, she dreamed that she was a child, combed two cupola buns, and slept in her mother's arms.

The dream was so beautiful, neither she nor the dream she wanted to wake up, but Xiaowu's voice fell from the sky and took her away from the dream.

"Eat something, you're hungry."

Yang Zigui rolled over and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Tell you a good thing, do you listen?"

"Say it."

"Wei Wuregret was stripped naked and hung at the gate of the Wei Mansion."