Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 278 She is my mother
If it wasn't for coming back with Mei Zongyuan, Yan Yan would never have guessed that he was a child of a wealthy family.

Now she really wants to ask, is Mei Zongyuan born in this family?

Yanyan was distracted when the door bolt rang twice, and half of the vermilion lacquered wooden door was pulled open, a thirteen or fourteen year old maid wearing two buns poked her head out.

The little servant girl only showed half of her face, and when she saw Mei Zongyuan standing at the door, her face immediately changed: "Ghost... ghost ghost... ah! Madame, again, you are back again!"

I could hear the maid yelling and stumbling all the way into the yard, breaking something along the way, and there was a burst of clinking pots and pans.

Yanyan and Xiaolingdang looked at each other.

They felt that the maid who was howling like ghosts just now was more like a ghost.

After the maid ran in crying, there was no movement in the yard.

No family members came out to welcome Mei Zongyuan?

Little Lingdang stepped forward and took Mei Zongyuan's hand sympathetically: "Zongyuan, has your family always treated you badly? Was that your family just now? She actually called you a ghost, she is too bad!"

Mei Zongyuan shook his head, but smiled gently at Little Bell, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm used to it."

Yan Yan frowned: "Zong Yuan, is this really your home?"

Mei Zongyuan nodded: "Yeah!"

When Yan Yan heard this, she didn't wait for anyone to come out, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked in with strides.

The courtyard of the Mei residence is not very big. There are three main rooms, and several side rooms on the east and west sides, but they are all stone walls and gray tiles. The courtyard is paved with terrazzo, and it is tidy and clean.

They are not comparable to wealthy families, but they are obviously much richer than ordinary families.

It is absolutely impossible for a family who can afford to build such a house not to be able to support their children.

Yan Yan went straight to the main room, and was about to call someone, the door next to the main room opened, and a young woman walked out, followed by the wailing maid who opened the door just now.

The person who came out was the mistress of the Mei family, Mei Youshi.

Mei Youshi was stunned for a moment when she saw Yanyan, and then carefully sized her up from head to toe.

Yanyan is wearing a brocade skirt twisted with golden silk today, covered with a half-arm gauze with chain link flowers, moon beads on her ears, and small tassels with burnt blue dots and emerald amethyst beads on her temples. The dress is exquisite and unique , simple but not simple.

Yanyan's attire looked like a girl from a rich family, and Meiyou's eyes immediately showed a bit of flattery.

Just as he was about to speak politely, he saw two little ones behind Yanyan, one of whom he didn't recognize, and the other... Mei Zongyuan!

The moment she saw Mei Zongyuan, Meiyou's eyes suddenly revealed a fierce look, picked up the feather duster by the door, and jumped out.

"You dead ghost, you are back again! You just can't see us living well, can you? Why don't you die? Why didn't Lord Yan put you in the frying pan? What are you doing back here, you dead ghost? Die! Die!"

Mei Youshi took a feather duster and was about to blow it on Mei Zongyuan.

Little Lingdang stood up in front of Mei Zongyuan and glared at the shrew: "Why do you hit him? What mistake did Mei Zongyuan make and you want to hit him?"

Meiyou raised her eyebrows, her eyeballs protruded staringly, and she spit stars and sprayed little bells all over her face: "Hmph, you protect him? I can tell you, he is an unclean thing, you should stay away from him as soon as possible." Some, so as not to be contaminated with bad luck!"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Xiao Lingdang's clothes and shook them aside vigorously, and the feather duster slammed on Mei Zongyuan's body.

Mei Zongyuan never said a word, he didn't fight back when he was beaten, he couldn't fight back when he scolded, he just lowered his head and let Meiyou's beating like crazy.

Meiyou gritted her teeth and cursed, as if she would not give up until she killed the child: "I will let you come back, I will let your ghost linger, why don't you die, you go to hell quickly! You go to die... to die..."

The feather duster rained down on Mei Zongyuan.Mei Zongyuan bit his lip, straightened his back, and just stood there motionless.

Little Bell raised her head anxiously to look at Yanyan.

Yanyan remained silent, looking up at the eaves...

Half a round of setting sun hung on the eaves, and when the golden curved edge slid down half a finger's length, Yan Yan slowly raised a finger, and flicked it at Meiyou's wrist.A mass of spiritual power invisible to the naked eye was ejected and hit Mayu's wrist.

Meiyou felt numbness and pain in his wrist, and the feather duster flew away.

Seeing Yanyan slowly let go of her hand, Meiyou stared at her in horror: "You, you are also a ghost!"

Yan Yan gave her a white look: "This girl is a monk, you are a ghost!"

Upon hearing this, Meiyou suddenly turned around and was about to pounce on Yanyan.

Yan Yan frowned, raised her hand and popped out another ball of Qi Ling, and directly bounced the person back: "You have been beating for a quarter of an hour, you should stop, even if you are your own son, beating him to death is still against the law, understand Do not?"

Little Lingdang hurried over to support Mei Zongyuan: "Are you okay? Does it hurt..."

Mei Zongyuan's face was a little pale, he held Xiao Lingdang's hand tightly, and shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm used to it."

Suddenly shouted at Yanyan: "Since you are a monk, why don't you take this broom star away? A dirty thing like him shouldn't stay in the sun. Hurry up and make him disappear. How much will it cost me?" Get out!" The words were quite stiff.

Yanyan Yanyan smiled: "You are called buying a murderer to kill someone."

Then she raised her head, her bright and beautiful eyes swept across the several rooms in the courtyard, and sighed, "Unfortunately, you can't afford my price."

Meiyou's family is also snobbish enough, seeing that Yanyan refused to help, she cursed from the ground: "Since you don't work, then get the hell out of here, this is my mother's yard, people are from my mother's family, Let them meddle in my mother's business!"

Little Lingdang was angered by Meiyou, rushed over and shouted at Meiyou: "Mei Zongyuan is my friend, if you bully my friend, you are bullying me, even if you are his mother, you have to be reasonable, you can't Hit anyone casually!"

Yan Yan silently nodded.

Well, Hua Chang, that flirtatious guy, has taught little Lingdang to be upright.

That's right, even a mother has to be reasonable!
Meiyou stared: "In my mother's house, my mother's feather duster is the truth!"

After she finished speaking, she ran to pick up the feather duster, and she was about to hit the little bell together.

Yanyan said coldly: "If you dare to knock down a hair on him, I guarantee that your whole family will not be able to get up."

Meiyou's feather duster paused in the air, and she raised her head to stare at Yan Yan: "Who are you, why should you teach me a lesson!"

Yanyan raised her sharp chin: "Your ancestor."

Yan Yan's words fell, and there was a golden swirl of energy slowly winding around her fingertips.

She has been waiting for Meiyou to spoil her for a long time.

Why?

There is an excuse to beat someone up!

This kind of shrew, beat up and keep honest!

Just when Yanyan was ready to fight, Mei Zongyuan suddenly ran over, grabbed Yanyan's wrist with his cold hands, raised his face, and pleaded: "Don't hurt her, she is my mother. "

(End of this chapter)