Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Chapter 83 As long as the Zhao family is not involved
Xiao Xiazi touched it with a scratched face, "Grandma, let's go, this is not where you should come."

Mianmian put her fingers on her lips, "Wait a while, we will leave after listening."

Xiao Xiazi: "..."

"Little grandma, I beg you, I beg you, you'd better go, if you let Lord Qiantose know that you have to break my leg."

Mianmian was disgusted, "Isn't it better not to let him know? You are so stupid."

Xiao Xiazi wanted to persuade him, but Maomao was already staring at him.

After Jiang Zhongyan heard what Zhao had done, he couldn't help but want to hit her, Jiang Bowu and Jiang Shuda barely held him back.

After hearing this, Mr. Zhao couldn't listen anymore. He bowed his hands to the Jiang family and repeatedly expressed that he didn't know.

Finally, he said to Si Chenye: "Director Si, Mr. Zhao doesn't know what he did. From now on, Mr. Zhao will treat him as if he doesn't have his daughter. As for how to deal with it, it's up to you, as long as it doesn't involve Zhao. Just home."

"master?"

Before Mother Zhao finished her sentence, she was slapped by Master Zhao, "If you speak for her again, you will go with her."

Zhao's mother dared to say anything, but Mr. Zhao put down his words and left with the Zhao family.

When he left, he didn't even look at Mrs. Zhao.

"Father, mother..."

Mrs. Zhao cried bitterly, but Mr. Zhao quickened his pace.

Zhao's heart is completely cold, how could it become like this?

It shouldn't be, why did it become like this?
In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Zhao thought of her son, and she pleaded bitterly to Jiang Zhongyan, "Husband, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me for not looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face this time, because Yan Yan For my brother's sake, you can't do it either, and you'll be hurting his imperial examination path!"

Everyone in the Jiang family turned black.

Mrs. Jiang yelled angrily: "Mr. Zhao, you still have the nerve to mention Brother Yan. You almost killed him before, and now Brother Yan is still sick. It's all because of you. What kind of enmity does Yuyan have with you?" Resentment, you want to hurt her like this?"

Mentioning the only daughter Mrs. Jiang, she was heartbroken, her eyes were full of tears, and she was trembling with anger.

Jiang Shangshu supported her distressedly, and he also had the same hatred as Mrs. Jiang in his heart.

The same goes for the Jiang brothers.

Mrs. Zhao knew in her heart that other things would be fine, but Jiang Yuyan's matter must not be admitted, otherwise, she would have to die.

"Mother, I didn't do it on purpose. I was also doing it for Yuyan's good. I hoped that her fame would spread far and wide. How could I have thought that the late emperor would take a fancy to her? It's really none of my business. In other words, Yuyan It's also my sister-in-law, how could I want to harm her?"

What Zhao said is reasonable, in fact, the greater the reputation of this woman, the higher the family status she will marry in the future, and how did she know that the late emperor would definitely like Jiang Yuyan?
Just when everyone in the Jiang family was puzzled, Eunuch Liu Fu spoke again, "Mr. Zhao, don't worry, there are others."

Qiu Yu was taken down, and soon an old man was brought in.

As soon as the old man came up, he admitted that the Zhao family gave him a large sum of money to spread Jiang Yuyan's reputation in the palace. It was not an accident that the late emperor took a fancy to Jiang Yuyan.

Until now, Mrs. Zhao is powerless to defend herself, her face is ashen.

Si Chenye's eyes were full of tears, he stared at Zhao angrily, bit his trembling lips tightly, and after a long time, he confided grimly, "Take her down, how did Yuyan live in the palace before? How did she suffer so much? She has to try it from beginning to end, don't let her die."

"Yes."

"No, no, no!"

Zhao cried out to Jiang Zhongyan, "Husband, save me, save me! I am brother Yan's mother after all, you can't leave me alone, you can't leave me alone."

Jiang Zhongyan turned a deaf ear, "From now on, Brother Yan has no mother, and I will tell him that you are dead."

Mrs. Zhao was pulled up. Regardless of the pain in her body, she shouted: "Mother, mother, I know I was wrong. Brother Yan can't live without mother. If this happens, he will be bullied and looked down upon in the future." .”

"Father, don't you care about it? Don't you care about Jiang's face?"

Jiang Youquan said disdainfully: "You have nothing to do with the Jiang family. What does the face of the Jiang family have to do with you? You'd better atone for your sins."

Jiang Yuyan's death had always been the Jiang family's grief. The appearance of Mian Mian had already caused them to experience it once, and now that the wound was torn open again, it was really heart-piercing.

Mrs. Zhao was dragged out, but she still didn't give up. "Everything I do is your fault. It's because you are useless. You can't protect Jiang Yuyan. It's because you are useless. It's your fault..."

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Mrs. Zhao was imprisoned in the Prison of Rituals, and what awaited her was purgatory on earth.

Mrs. Zhao didn't understand that she had been hiding for so many years and had been doing well all along. Why was she suddenly found out?
Which link went wrong?

Mianmian watched Mrs. Zhao being dragged away, and a look of sadness flashed across Nai Tuanzi's face, "Xiao Xiazi, it was her who killed my mother, right?"

Xiao Xiazi squatted on the ground to comfort her, "Everything is over, little grandma, and the bad guys will definitely be punished."

Mianmian nodded sadly, "I'm a little tired."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and returned to the room.

Mianmian said that she didn't miss her mother, but the pillow was wet for three consecutive days, Si Chenye saw everything, but didn't say anything, and he was secretly sad for a long time.

It wasn't until New Year's Eve that the father and daughter barely cheered up.

Because Jiang Yuyan was mentioned again, the people in Jiang's family didn't want to celebrate the New Year, and Mianmian didn't want to go to Jiang's house anymore. The two women watched the New Year's Eve together, but Mianmian's stomach rose and fell after a while.

Si Chenye hugged her, looked at the similar face, and finally couldn't hold back a tear.

"Yuyan..."

Mianmian was woken up by the sound of firecrackers outside, she stood up in a daze, ran to the door and looked at the fireworks all over the sky and said excitedly, "It's Chinese New Year."

Si Chenye put clothes on her with red eyes. The red cape draped over her body like a boy sitting down by the God of Wealth.

It's very pleasing.

Mianmian looked at the tear stains in the corner of her father's eyes, and felt sad for some reason, "Daddy, why are you crying? Do you miss your mother?"

Si Chenye's throat seemed to be blocked by a piece of cotton, making him unable to speak.

Mianmian patted his shoulder, then hugged him, and patted his back with her small hand, "Daddy, mother doesn't want us to be sad, she wants us to be well, we have to be happy, Then mother will be happy."

Si Chenye's throat became more and more uncomfortable, and he nodded fiercely.

(End of this chapter)