Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 1162 The old lady punished Si Yejing to kneel down
"Thank you."

Si Yejing suppressed the excitement in his heart. After politely thanking him, he quickly took the letter and walked to the corner of the hall to read it.

The seal cracked, and the white letterhead spread out with familiar handwriting on it.

It is immature and delicate, and each beating character is like a girl’s cute smiling face.

The seven words at the beginning were "Dear Brother Yejing", which instantly brought his memory back to the past. The familiar and lovely face emerged from his mind, and the content of the letter jumped onto the page and became vivid in an instant.

"Dear brother Yejing, when you read this letter, I have already left country M and gone home. I miss you very much, but it is a pity that I can't see you this time. I know you have a lot of things to do, Then let's make an agreement. When I have time next time, I will come to country M to see you again. You must not break the appointment. If you fail to make the appointment again, I will never talk to you again..."

Nuannuan seemed to have many, many things she wanted to say to him, and she kept writing two large pieces of paper.

She wrote about the new friends she met in China and the interesting things they did. She also asked him about things in country M and asked that Charlotte if she would bully him again.

Every word conveyed thoughts and concerns, as well as expectations for their next meeting.

Until the end, she wrote: "That's all, I'm going home. Goodbye, Brother Yejing."

The pretense of a relaxed tone and the seemingly lively words revealed endless regret and helplessness, as well as the sadness and sadness that he could not see.

Si Yejing's eyes suddenly turned red.

It was like there were many dense needles piercing his heart. The pain was so painful that he couldn't help but shed tears. For the first time, he uncontrollably showed the sadness and vulnerability of a child.

Because it was rare to see a child with such outstanding appearance and temperament, the front desk paid great attention to Si Yejing and kept watching him silently.

She didn't see the tears falling down Si Yejing's face, but she just felt that the little boy with his back to her looked helpless for some reason.

It was already bright outside, and the sun jumped above the horizon. The warm light shone on this small figure through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hotel lobby, but it could not dispel the loneliness and sadness that lingered around him at this moment.

What happened to this kid? He looks so sad?

The receptionist couldn't bear it. Just as he was about to go over and ask him if he needed help, he saw a group of men in black rushing in from outside the hotel door and went straight to the little boy!
"Little Master!"

The bodyguards shouted in a low voice and strode over to surround Si Yejing.

The front desk was shocked and rushed over with the hotel security, trying to stop him: "Who are you? What do you want to do!"

The bodyguards ignored her and just bowed to Si Yejing and begged: "Young Master, Madam, please go home!"

The moment Si Yejing heard the footsteps behind him, he quickly folded the letter in his hand and stuffed it back into the envelope.

After carefully placing the envelope properly in his coat pocket, he turned around and strode towards the door.

The bodyguards made a way for him to pass by, then quickly followed and surrounded him.

They seemed to be surrounded, but they cut off all possibilities of his escape.

Seeing that Si Yejing didn't resist, the front desk and security guards realized that they knew each other, so they stopped meddling.

But looking at the group of people leaving in awe, the front desk still felt sad.

This kid is a young master who ran away from a rich family, but he doesn't look happy at all. He will be arrested soon after he comes out. Are all the children from rich families living such a depressed life?

But these things had nothing to do with her. She sighed for a moment and then returned to work.

The Si family mansion.The morning sun only came out for a moment and then shrank into the dark clouds.

On the way home, Si Yejing's mood was just like the sky. The closer he got to the Si family mansion, the darker and duller he became.

Until he was taken through the gate and into the ancestral hall.

The heavy door of the ancestral hall was closed, blocking out the last ray of light outside.

"Your Majesty!"

In the empty and solemn ancestral hall, a cold shout came from the darkness, and the majestic face of Mrs. Si appeared in front of Si Yejing.

The dim lights in the ancestral hall illuminated the anger on Mrs. Si's face. The old woman with a vicissitudes of appearance angrily shouted: "In order to see that An Nuannuan, you even lied to me, Ye Jing, You have let me down too much!"

"From the day you were born, I have held you in my hands, given you fine clothes and food, given you the best education, and protected you from all the open and hidden arrows... I have poured all my efforts into you. Just so that you can successfully take the position of the young master of the superior family, but what about you?"

"There are as many little girls like An Nuannuan as you want. You can be friends with anyone, why do you have to go see her? You don't hesitate to lie to me and violate the rules of the Si family for her sake. Do you know that you are What are you doing? How can you take on the important responsibility of being the head of the Si family like this?"

Mrs. Si, who had always kept her emotions secretive in front of outsiders, lost all her demeanor at this moment, and all her disappointment and anger poured out, turning into questions that echoed in the empty ancestral hall.

But no matter how she asked, Si Yejing never said a word.

The small figure knelt upright. Si Yejing stared quietly at the rows of ancestral tablets in front of him, his dark eyes darkened, and his tight little face revealed a faint hint of stubbornness and stubbornness.

And this kind of stubbornness and stubbornness, in Mrs. Si's view, is simply provocation and lack of repentance after making a mistake.

As if something was about to escape her control, the long-lost feeling of losing control came over her. Madam Si stared at Si Yejing closely, her eyes suddenly becoming stern and cold.

Her voice became cold again: "If you don't speak, I won't waste any more words! Now I just want to ask you one sentence, do you know you made a mistake? Will you do it again in the future?"

"I am not wrong."

Si Yejing still looked straight ahead, and his childish voice was calm and stubborn: "I am the young master of the Si family, but I am also a living person. I just want to see my friends. I am not wrong."

"Okay, okay, you are not wrong, but am I the one who is wrong? I have worked so hard and fearfully for this family, am I the one who is wrong?"

Mrs. Si laughed angrily, her cloudy eyes couldn't help but shed tears, and the grievances and sadness that had been suppressed in her heart for a lifetime burst out involuntarily.

Her husband, her son, her grandson, and even her great-grandson all love freedom, but all feel wronged. What about her?

She is not aggrieved or embarrassed. Doesn't she want to do whatever she wants and be a living person?

But can she? !
Boundless discouragement and disappointment emerged from the bottom of her heart, and the old woman with a vicissitudes of appearance seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

She staggered back two steps, backed away from Si Yejing, turned around quickly and walked out.

"Since you don't admit your mistake, then kneel in front of the ancestor's tablet and figure out when to get up again. Remember, before you get up, you must swear to your ancestors that you will never disobey the orders of your elders again! Otherwise, I will never forgive you."

The door of the ancestral hall opened and closed, Mrs. Si's cold voice disappeared outside the door, and the lights in the ancestral hall were extinguished one by one.

That small figure was completely shut in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)