The camera turned to Su Yuansheng's perspective.

Although Su Jian'an knew that he was born to Steward Qiao, he did not change his surname.

Su Huaiyi has been busy these days, but he didn't care about removing Su Jian'an from the family tree.

When Su Yuansheng heard the news, his heart was very calm. For him, the surname is not important, the important thing is that his father and mother can change because of this, and no longer think about harming people and daydreaming.

What he wants is to have the same home as Sister Yun.

Family members will care for each other and understand each other.

And not like it is now.

Su Yuansheng took out a silver ticket of fifty taels from his arms and handed it to Wang Baoyi.

"Mother, this is the money my son earns. You and Dad won't have to work so hard in the future. There is also the bottom of the river, you return it to Xiyue, it's not our thing. ”

This money was obtained by Su Yuansheng by selling poems, if the poems he made were favored by the children of rich families, the two of them would be able to pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and from then on, this poetry would have nothing to do with him.

In the past, Su Yuansheng was the most disdainful to do such a thing, but he didn't want his father and mother to keep sucking blood on Rong Xiyue.

Besides, Rong Xiyue is not his real sister.

Seeing that Wang Baoyi didn't speak, Su Yuansheng frowned and lowered his voice.

"Mother, she's not really Xiyue, even if it's a real sister, you can't be like this."

Su Yuansheng didn't know how many times he said this, but when the original Xiyue was still there, he kept persuading his mother to be kind to Xiyue.

But no matter what he said, his mother still didn't listen.

He also persuaded the original Xiyue and said that he wanted to support it, but the other party turned his head and told his mother.

Gradually, he was no longer willing to help Xiyue.

Su Yuansheng was thinking, maybe he was wrong, if he hadn't given up Xiyue, would not have died if he was a real sister.

Is their family like a real family?

Su Yuansheng didn't know the real cause of Xiyue's death, and he always blamed himself for not helping his sister, which caused his sister to die and be possessed by a lonely ghost.

Seeing that Wang Baoyi still didn't move, Su Yuansheng took two steps forward and stuffed the silver ticket into his hand.

Wang Baoyi raised her head, her eyes were without any emotion, and she grabbed Su Yuansheng's wrist.

The other hand touched his arms and took out a bright kitchen knife.

She held it high at Su Yuansheng, and she was about to cut it down.

"Ding~"

The copper plate hit the knife surface with a crisp sound.

Because of this powerful force, the kitchen knife in Wang Baoyi's hand fell to the ground.

Another copper plate flew from a high place and hit the acupuncture points on Wang Baoyi's body.

In an instant, Wang Baoyi couldn't move.

Su Yun sat on the eaves with some sorrow.

[How should I tell Brother Yuansheng that Wang Baoyi was controlled by Rong Xiyue, and this is to kill you. Forget it, or it won't go down. 】

Su Yuansheng, who heard his heart, knew that Su Yun was nearby, so he hung his head and said nothing.

The Master ran over.

"What's going on?"

"Master, my mother has lost her mind and gone crazy, can I take a day off?" Su Yuansheng looked up and asked.

The master nodded, "Yes, you can go first, I will talk about this with the mountain chief." ”

After Su Yuansheng thanked him, he picked up Wang Baoyi and rushed towards Jiyun Hall step by step.

Qin Fuying on the eaves pinched Su Yun's face.

"Why don't you go and see?"

"Forget it, I'm not going." Su Yun shook her head.

She didn't have a taste in her heart.

No matter how bad Wang Baoyi is, she is also Brother Yuansheng's mother.

And once the mind is controlled by the ability, unless the spiritual imprint can be removed, Wang Baoyi will be a walking dead for the rest of his life.

……

Jiyuntang.

The doctor shook his head after looking at Wang Baoyi.

"This sick old man can't see it, and it's not crazy to hear what you say, but it seems that his mind has been controlled by witchcraft."

"Also, the acupuncture points that were ordered will be untied after an hour, so let's tie them up quickly."

"I'm tired." Su Yuansheng nodded expressionlessly, and carried Wang Baoyi back to the rented yard.

He first tied people up with ropes, and then went to find Su Jian'an.

"Yuansheng, what's wrong?" Su Jian'an was impatient.

The fishing business at the bottom of the river is just right, and he is fighting with the female junior who he just recruited, and he is very irritable when he is called home.

Along the way, Su Yuansheng didn't speak.

He dragged Su Jian'an home and pushed the person directly into the house.

"Dad, you return the bottom of the river to Rong Xiyue. My mother has been controlled by that lonely ghost, can't we provoke her? In the future, your son will earn money, and you and your mother will live a stable life. ”

"Your mother deserves it."

Su Jian'an sneered when he saw Wang Baoyi tied to the chair.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Su Yuansheng.

"Dad, can't you live with your mother in peace? Why do you have to pick it up on that lonely ghost? ”

"Smack~" Su Jianan slapped Su Yuansheng in the face.

He said angrily.

"That's your sister, not some lonely ghost."

Su Yuansheng lowered his head and sneered, his eyes extremely disappointed.

"Hehe~"

He raised his head and looked directly at Su Jian'an.

"Dad is reluctant to fish at the bottom of the river, reluctant to the Ronghou Mansion behind Rong Xiyue, and even more reluctant to be the women who are scrambling to pick up on Dad."

was said to be in his mind, Su Jian'an raised his hand angrily, wanting to slap again.

Su Yuansheng pinched Su Jian'an's wrist all of a sudden, "Dad, is this annoyed and angry?" ”

"Bastard!" Su Jian'an scolded. "Your mother deserves it, if she hadn't strangled Yue'er, would Yue'er have made a move on her?"

"Hehe~" Su Yuansheng smiled, he took out the rope on the side and tied Su Jian'an.

"You rebel, what are you going to do?" Su Jian'an panicked at this time.

It's a pity it's too late.

Su Yuansheng was expressionless and stuffed a rag into his mouth.

He first went out and rented another courtyard, and then transferred Wang Baoyi and Su Jian'an together.

In this way, two days passed, and the bottom of the river was recovered by Rong Xiyue because it was unmanaged.

What surprised her the most was that the spiritual imprint on Wang Baoyi's body had disappeared.

And Su Yuansheng is still alive and well.

In the small courtyard of North Street.

Su Yuansheng went to school, and when he returned home at noon, he cooked a pot of porridge.

He walked to the Westinghouse with the porridge and pushed the door open.

Su Jian'an's eyes struggled in horror, but he couldn't say a word.

"Woo woo woo~"

And on the bed next to him lay Wang Baoyi, who was already slightly stinky.

Su Yuansheng fed Su Jian'an porridge.

Su Jian'an's mouth was tightly closed, but he didn't open it.

The grain of rice fell to the corner of his mouth, and was scraped into his mouth by Su Yuansheng with a spoonful.

"Dad, what are you afraid of? My mother just fell asleep. After a while, my son will bring Xiyue back, and our family will be reunited. ”

Su Yuansheng pinched Su Jian'an's mouth and fed him porridge spoonful by spoonful.

Perhaps, his heart has always been twisted.

He envied the warmth of Sister Yun's family, but he also knew that they would no longer be a family from now on.

It has been like fire and water, and it will never intersect again.

What crushed him.

Is it to start by knowing the true face of his father and mother, or by knowing the truth about Xiyue's death?

Warmth was but a layer of skin on him, and he confessed that his heart was always dirty.

He doesn't deserve to be close to the Su family, and he doesn't deserve to enjoy his grandmother's love. Maybe he shouldn't have lived!

Su Yuansheng stood up and stuffed the strip of cloth back into Su Jian'an's mouth.

He closed the door with one hand, as if closing the door to the outside world.