The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 509 Zhuojiazhuang secrets (4)

"I don't blame you. Since the second uncle will send Luozi Tang, he should have prepared for it long ago. He will not let me out alive!"

"Ma'am, what should the young master do?"

Looking down at the baby in her arms, Wen Po carried him in front of Mrs. Zhuo Li.

However, Mrs. Zhuo Li just glanced at it lightly, then turned her head away, tears dripping down her cheeks on the pillow.

"Give him to the Patriarch, only the Patriarch can save him now."

"Hey, the old lady is going now."

Responding softly, Mrs. Wen crossed the screen with the baby in her arms, and came to stand in front of the Patriarch.

"Wow wow wow..."

The cry of the baby brought back the Patriarch's thoughts.

He looked down at the baby in Granny Wen's arms, reached out to take him, and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Quickly, surround this place, and no one is allowed to be released."

Outside the door, a voice suddenly sounded.

The Patriarch followed the sound and saw that the lights outside were brightly lit, and dozens of guards holding torches quickly surrounded the entire yard.

Behind them, a man in green shirt came slowly.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his cheeks looked gloomy and terrifying under the light of the fire.

He stopped by the door, smiled and looked at the man in the white shirt standing in the room: "Brother, I heard that my nephew and daughter-in-law have already given birth. I wonder if it is the young master or the young lady?"

Hearing his voice, the head of the family asked without answering: "Awei, why did you give her Luozitang?"

"Why, don't you know, big brother?" Shrugging slightly, Zhuo Wei smiled sullenly: "Of course it's because of you. Because you said back then that you would give me the position of Patriarch. But after so many years, But you didn't keep your promise, instead you want to pass the position of Patriarch of Zhuojiazhuang to your son after a hundred years, and then from son to grandson. What about me, where did you put me?"

"So, you drank Luozi Tang for her, wanting me to end my descendants and pass on the title of Patriarch to you?"

"No, of course not, I can't wait for you to die of old age." Zhuo Wei narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the guard beside him: "Burn this place, don't let anyone go!"
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"Kill! Kill them, don't keep any of them!"

In the mist, the old man said everything.

Zhuo Hao listened to his words word for word, his eyes were reddish.

It turned out that both his mother and grandfather were in the hands of the old man, and he has been grateful to the old man for raising him all these years.

Sensing Zhuo Hao's mood swings, Jun Moli raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

She stood up slowly and stopped before the mist: "Why didn't you kill that little baby?"

"I can't kill him. If I kill him, the old man will be alone. What's the fun in living?"

"Alone?"

Frowning slightly, Jun Moli turned his head and looked towards the rockery.

The old man obviously had his own son and daughter-in-law, and later had his grandson Zhuo Ming, why did he say that he was alone?

"Miss Jun, I have something to ask him, please clear the fog."

Standing beside Jun Moli, Zhuo Hao clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of complexity.

Jun Moli glanced at him indifferently, and dispersed most of the fog. In order to prevent the old man from suddenly waking up from his memory, she did not completely disperse the fog.

As more than half of the mist cleared, Zhuo Ming, who was hiding behind the rockery, was slightly startled, his eyes were bigger than copper bells: "It's grandfather, why is grandfather here?"
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　Thank you Junjun for your reward, mua~ (Mo'er is going to Chengdu for a business trip for a few days in the afternoon, my friends should be obedient these days, leave a message or something, I will reply when Mo'er comes back~ ok~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)