Wang Ye's foodie farm concubine

Chapter 2315
"Catch them!"

"Come up here and I'll carry you. As long as we leave here, they won't be able to catch up with us!"

Qi Xianling helped Wang Zijun onto her back, then picked her up and drove away.

The people chasing behind them were getting closer and closer to them.

Wang Zijun held on to Qi Xianling's clothes. She was afraid that if she was taken back, there would be no hope for them.

She also hated why her body was so weak. If she could be like a fairy, then she wouldn't have to carry her on her back now, and they could avoid these people together.

"Qi Xianling, where are you going with Wang Zijun on your back?"

Qi Xianling stopped because their way forward had been blocked by several men from the Qi family.

"Did you know that she is now a member of the Qing family?"

"Faeries put me down."

The fairy had carried her so far, and she wanted her to rest for a while.

Qi Xianling gently put the person on his back down and supported him instead.

She knew she had twisted her foot because she was running too fast, and it must be swollen now.

"Qi Xianling, go back to me, and I'll have Mrs. Qing sent back."

Qi Xianling stopped the servant who was coming to arrest her, "Brother, don't force me, I won't let you take Zijun back today."

"Qi Xianling! She is a matchmaker of the Qing family who is marrying into the Qing family in a big sedan chair. She is married to my young master through a consolation ceremony!"

At this time, Mrs. Qing, who had been running all the way behind, also arrived.

"Prince, my son has not been buried yet, and you want to escape. I tell you there is no way, unless you go to bury my son with him!"

"Mrs. Qing, I think you know better than anyone why Qing Qianzi died. If you hadn't been unable to tolerate them, broke them up, and forced him to marry someone he didn't want to marry, how could he have died? It was you. ! You teamed up to force him to death!" Qi Xianling's eyes turned red when she heard that Madam Qing wanted Wang Zijun to be buried with her.

A pair of red eyes glared at Madam Qing, like a trapped animal, but still fiercely protected the person behind her.

"Shut up! I'm doing this for his own good, how could I harm my own son? It's him, he's the one who failed our hard work, it's him who's the scourge, he's the one who's scourge my good son!"

Yuyao and the others stood aside and listened to Mrs. Qing's words below.

"Now that her son is dead, she still has the nerve to say it's for his own good!"

Qinglian admired Mrs. Qing's words very much. This is not called harm!

He harmed his son and lost his life. If this is not harm, then what is harm?
Ashes?

Never be born again?

Fortunately he has no mother.

Yuyao had no reaction to Mrs. Qing's words of "I'm good for you". After all, she had heard such words from too many mothers in other places.

It seems that as long as parents and elders put the label of "I am all for you" on them, you have to listen to them and follow their requirements, otherwise you will not be an obedient junior.

You are disobedient, unfilial, and a white-eyed wolf...

In short, all kinds of unpleasant words followed, spreading everywhere like the wind.

But they never really ask the younger generations what they think. They always talk about their experiences as people who have been through it.

I eat more salt than you eat rice, and I walk on more bridges than you walk. I am your father, will your mother still harm you?

But often it is this so-called "I am doing it for you" that eventually leads to countless tragedies.

(End of this chapter)