Sun Dongqing's footsteps rushed up were hurriedly stopped under the cold light scissors with sharp hair.

She saw the ruthlessness on Ye Jian's face and the coldness in her eyes.

For no reason, my heart jumped, and the hand holding up the bamboo strip collapsed in an instant.

"Auntie, before the matter is investigated, you dare to yell outside to make me feel bad, and I am not afraid that the whole family will be sad with me."

Ye Jian said coldly, her eyes were very dark, darker than the night, and her eyes were very bright, as bright as stars.

When the eyes are fierce, the color of the eyes changes inside, and the eye waves are as ever-changing as the aurora......

Although it is beautiful, it makes people feel dreaded at the same time.

"Dead girl......

"See how long you can get away with! Wait for the teacher to come to the door, and you can explain it yourself. Facing the ruthless Ye Jian, Sun Dongqing's heart was heavy, and she subconsciously thought: Yingying lied?

As soon as the thought flashed, Sun Dongqing hurriedly stopped.

No way! Ying Ying has always been well-behaved and cannot lie.

No, you still have to ask Yingying.

Sun Dongqing thought of the seriousness of this matter, and as soon as the bamboo strip was lost, he walked outside.

This matter is on Ye Jian, she will not be anxious at all, anyway, it is not her own daughter, and her mother-in-law also hates this granddaughter to death.

But ......, and I don't know why, Sun Dongqing only felt that he was panicking in his heart, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

Ye Jian watched her leave coldly, the corners of her mouth were hooked very lightly, and in the mirror, she could see her fourteen-year-old face clearly.

Although the facial features are exquisite, they are still green and tender, but the smile on the corners of the lips has been full of vicissitudes.

His eyes condensed gently, and his faint eyes had an extremely cold chill in the depths of his pupils, and when he looked up, he saw Sun Dongqing hurriedly chasing out of the small courtyard, and disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

Ye Jian retracted his gaze indifferently, found a comb, and combed his black hair one by one.

Ye Ying, this time, take a good look!

Back then, a thought made you once, but now, it must make you unable to survive and die!

Under the peach blossom tree outside the house, Ye Ying, who was folding peach branches, was bluffed down by Sun Dongqing, and she pouted dissatisfiedly, "Mom, you scared me." ”

Sun Dongqing was reluctant to speak harshly to her daughter, and asked in a low voice, "What happened when you came back yesterday!" ”

"What's going on?" Ye Ying lowered her head, the tip of her nose lightly touched the delicate peach petals, and her somewhat panicked eyes were hidden between her drooping eyes, "How do I know what's going on." ”

"Come into the house and tell me!" Sun Dongqing looked around at no one, and directly pulled her daughter back to her bedroom and interrogated her carefully.

Ye Jian, who came out from the other side, watched the two mothers and daughters pull into the house, and walked out of Sun Dongqing's house with a shallow smile on her lips.

This is not her home.

Her home is the innermost part of the village, leaning against a bamboo forest, and every brick and tile was added by her parents when they were alive.

Before the age of four, it was heaven.

The peach blossoms in front of the house are full of gardens, and behind the house, the sound of bamboo waves.

And he sat under the peach blossom tree with his hands on his cheeks, looking at his mother who was reading poems aloud, and fell asleep with his eyelids on his shoulders.

The father who came back from digging spring bamboo shoots was smiling while peeling bamboo shoots next to him, and occasionally smiled: "Jane is like you, she likes to read." ”

Heavenly happiness suddenly stopped at the age of four.

Ye Jian, who recalled that tears were flowing out, hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes when she saw a villager coming over.

When the villagers met the busy spring season, before Ye Jian could say hello, they all gathered around her and asked her how she was doing: "Oh, Jane is awake?" Does your head still hurt? ”

Their minds are simple and simple at the same time, but they are extremely stubborn.