Yes, she felt that her mother's entangled in these past and trivial matters all day long had a lot to do with her life being too leisurely......

In this way, her mood deteriorated even more, and she also relaxed her guard against the rest of the matter.

If you go on like this, your brain will rust.

Rusty brain, of course unhappy.

"Mother, someone set fire to me." As a child, you don't have to beat around the bush to speak.

Song, who had just stopped crying, shook his hand with a handkerchief to wipe his tears when he heard this, and raised his head to look at his daughter.

The little girl's immature face had just the right amount of fear.

"Don't talk nonsense...... You're a little kid, who's going to set fire to you? Song took his daughter into his arms and coaxed distressedly: "My Zhen Zhen is really scared this time, my mother has entrusted Mrs. Wang to ask Bo'an's master to exorcise evil spirits for you......"

Wang Shouren was five years old and could not speak, when he came across a monk who raised his hand to touch his top, and since then, he has been able to speak suddenly.

Later, Wang Shouren begged the monks to accept him as an apprentice.

The Song family regarded her daughter's inability to walk as being haunted by evil spirits.

If Lang Zhongzhi is not good, he naturally has to ask a high monk and warlock to take action.

Seeing the crooked building of the Song family, Zhang Meishou hurriedly said: "Mother, someone really wants to harm me." In the meditation room, if you don't cook, how can there be a fire? She didn't leave her every word, and someone wanted to harm her.

"Kaiyuan Temple is investigating, your father must have gone today, they must have given us an explanation." Song said softly: "This matter is indeed strange, but Kaiyuan Temple is a famous temple, and we are devout pilgrims, so the word 'harm' can not be mentioned anymore." ”

"I'm not saying that the monk harmed me. On that day, there were many people in the temple. Zhang Meishou said bluntly: "Mother, the second sister doesn't like the beads I wear are more expensive than hers. The second brother is always in front of Deng Yu and says that I am not good. ”

These words sounded like a child's naïve and absurd words, but they shocked Song's heart.

She knew that the child's words could not be trusted, but this matter suddenly involved her own family, which she had never thought about, so she was shocked at first glance.

Aunt Zhao, who had been listening, spoke at this time: "Madam, people often say that children don't understand right and wrong, but they can distinguish between good intentions and malicious intentions...... In the same way, children do things according to likes and dislikes, and there is not much reason. ”

"Why can't even you ......" Song looked at her, frowning slightly.

"Mother, Aunt Zhao is right." Zhang Meishou said in an affirmative tone: "The uncle's family is all bad people. ”

This was a very childish remark, but she was especially sure that she had to paint such an impression in her mother's heart, so that even if she did not believe it, she would have some guesswork.

She didn't have time to guide her little by little, she needed to be straightforward and get her mother to be on guard at the first time.

She didn't want to fight for the Zhang family's family business, let alone fight with anyone.

In the face of bad eyes and nasty faces, coping and guarding, even if it is not difficult, is too tiring. It's also boring, unappetizing, and affects the mood.

Life is precious, and she doesn't want to confine herself and her family in this breathless mansion for a long time.

So her purpose is clear - to break up.

Be sure to separate it.

She knew that it was not practical to talk about a separation now, but she would definitely do her best to make it happen.

Even if she wants to be an ignorant rat, in short, she will be ruined in this pot of soup.

"Your uncle is your father's eldest brother, don't let your father listen to what you say." Song said on his lips, but his eyes were a little absent-minded.

Zhang Meishou: "Mother has to let my father know that they are bad." ”

You can't do it alone.

Song's mood was a little complicated.

"Mother will take care of you." She hugged her daughter tightly, and guilt welled up in her heart: "I won't let you be scared anymore." ”

She didn't know why her daughter suddenly resisted her uncle's family, but it was obvious that she, as a mother, failed to give her child enough security.

True or not, children shouldn't worry about that.

A quarter of an hour later, Aunt Zhao hugged Zhang Meishou out.

Before leaving, Zhang Meishou whispered, "Aunt Zhao, you have to remind your mother more." ”

Aunt Zhao was slightly stunned and nodded.

"The three girls have grown up." She smiled with relief, "I know I'm worried." ”

"Of course, I'm the eldest child in the family."

The little girl's secretly cheering appearance made Aunt Zhao couldn't help laughing.

After Zhang Meishou was carried away by Ami, she suddenly tasted something different.

Not to mention the eldest son born to the aunt in the west courtyard of their second room, just talk about the eldest lady, the second girl, and the second young master in the big room...... No matter how you rank, it can't be the turn of the three girls, who claim to be the eldest child.

The three girls kicked them all out of the way and didn't line themselves up......

Although he is young, he is really a clear child.

It's a pity that the fourth young master and the fifth young master are too young to understand these things, so they follow the second young master's buttocks all day long, surrounding the knees of the eldest lady, as if the big house is their home, which is really a bad heart.

The second wife was not alert at all.

Aunt Zhao walked into the inner room with her heart on her mind.

Song had already stood up and was pacing around the room.

"Fuyun." Aunt Zhao is her maid in marriage, and Zhao Fuyun is Aunt Zhao's name.

"When Zhen Zhen said this, I felt a little uneasy in my heart."

"The slave maid said something ugly, since the wife got married, she has been entangled with the second master about the bad things of the old sesame seeds and rotten grain, and the rest don't think about it, I am afraid that mushrooms will be born in my head. It's just the three girls, all of them are more vigilant than you. ”

Song: "......" is said to be true, and the ugly word in front of it is really not modest.

She paused lightly with her fist, and Aunt Zhao had a mushroom head in her mouth.

"Tell me what I haven't noticed in this house over the years. Sister-in-law, is she really as kind as she seems on the surface? Thinking of her daughter's sensibility and fear, she felt distressed, and felt that there was strength in her heart, and now she wanted to pull out the mushrooms in her head quickly.

Aunt Zhao didn't rush to say, so she asked someone to take a thick stack of ledgers first.

……

Zhang Meishou walked out of the Begonia Residence and subconsciously looked at the Tsubaki tree at the root of the outer wall of the door.

In "Xiaoyao Yun", there was a big chun in ancient times, and it was 8,000 years old.

Therefore, the Tsubaki tree has the function of protecting the house and praying for longevity in feng shui.

But the mother who lives in this courtyard does not live long.

She remembers that when she was a child, her parents quarreled, and her father wanted to see her mother, but he was afraid of making her angry, so he often 'peeped' at her mother through this leafy tree.

Later, when his mother died, he still climbed the tree and sat all night.

Once, when he was drunk, he fell from a tree, broke his arm, and injured his head, and was in a coma for several days, when his grandmother, in a fit of rage, had the tree cut down.

When the father woke up, he didn't have any shoes on, and ran to the begonia house with his hair scattered, and sat down under the cut down tree plate, crying like a child.

When she heard the news, her father hugged her, still crying.

Since then, my father has become more and more alcoholic, and everyone has said behind their backs that the second master of the Zhang family is crazy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Meishou's eyes were slightly moist, and his heart ached.

She subconsciously looked up at the dense canopy.

It's a summer afternoon, and the thick green foliage stretches out to the fullest, casting a large shade under the trees.

In the emerald green, Zhang Meishou found a touch of dark blue.

The leaves around the color swayed slightly.