The cannon fodder of Quick Time Returns

Cannon fodder 14 protects the family

When Wanyan woke up, she was lying on her bed.Looking at the pink wall, there was a picture of Snow White playing games with the seven dwarfs, with a black line on her head.This is her boudoir. Before she was born, her mother prepared a baby room, and also prepared a girl's room and a boy's room.

The girl's room is painted with the fairy tale Snow White, and the boy's room is painted with Spider-Man. She has lived there for more than ten years. She has lived in her own room since she was three years old. When she looks at this childish pattern, she feels really mixed and special. It made her feel uncomfortable.

She stretched out her hands and looked at them again. The skin on her hands was more delicate and she was obviously younger. The bone age of her 26-year-old became 17.

She turned over and stood in front of the wardrobe. There was still a bit of baby fat on her face. This was the time she remembered her sophomore year in high school. In the winter of this year, she went to bed too late because she had to do homework the night before. As a result, she woke up and found that she was late. I didn't go to school at all. I planned to catch up on my sleep and go back to school in the afternoon.

In the last memory, she was awakened by her parents' quarrel while she was sleeping soundly. Her mother slapped her father, and her father smashed a pair of precious antique porcelain vases in the living room.

Wanyan was looking at herself in the mirror. She was back, the most critical year of her sophomore year in high school in her memory.

"Jiang Huan, you are shameless!" It was his mother Ji Mengning's voice, followed by a loud slap in the face.

Jiang Huanxiao: "You hit me? Ji Mengning, I want a divorce."

He is a man, how could she hit him.

Ji Mengning was slapped, and the slap was very hard.

"Jiang Huan, you can leave if you want. I won't divorce you even if I drag you to death. You are raising a woman behind my back. My daughter Wanyan is 17 years old. The daughter born to that woman is half a year younger than my daughter. I could have Divorce, don't think I don't know. In the past eight years, you have been transferring assets. Wanyan is in her second year of high school, and if you make trouble for me at this time, you are ignoring her studies and future. "

"If you don't leave, okay! Then I'll never come back!"

"It's okay if you don't come back. You can't touch a penny in the Qilin Group's account."

The Qilin Group was originally left to Ji Mengning by the Ji family's maternal ancestor. Ji Mengning didn't like doing business. She met Jiang Huan when she was in college. Jiang Huan was handsome and a famous school boy. Under Jiang Huan's fierce pursuit, Ji Mengning fell in love with him. Despite the opposition of the Ji family, she chose Jiang Huan as her husband. It was she who pushed Jiang Huan to the position of president of Kirin Group.

After getting married, when she was pregnant with their daughter, her husband was always away from home. It turned out that his first love in high school, Wen Siyin, had joined the Qilin Group and became Jiang Huan's secretary. The two had a passionate relationship.

Before Wanyan was five years old, Ji Mengning tried to win her husband's heart back, but gave in several times. In the end, Jiang Huan pushed even further.It wasn't until Wanyan was eight years old that Ji Mengning learned that Jiang Huan and Wen Siyin had a son and a daughter. The eldest daughter and her Wanyan were only half a year younger, and the younger son was two years younger than Wanyan.

Jiang Huan glanced at the living room, picked up an antique vase, and shouted, "Ji Mengning!"

This is Ji Mengning's favorite vase, as if he would feel happy if he broke it.

Although Ji Mengning was a little heartbroken, she couldn't even keep the man she loved. Maybe Jiang Huan was using her from the beginning in order to enter the Qilin Group.

Wanyan opened the door, only a crack was left. The last time, at this time, she walked out, and her father broke another vase, "Mom." There was too much affection in this voice, leaving home. Finally, she missed her mother.But the memory of her father has been blurred. She can even remember how her mother hugged him all night long when she was sick when she was a child.

"Wanyan, you didn't go to school today?" Ji Mengning felt guilty.

Jiang Huan yelled: "I want to divorce your mother."

That time, she didn't know the reason for their quarrel and was partial to her father, thinking that her father worked hard for the sake of the family.But who knew that my father was not working hard, but for another woman and another family.Her mother had always defended her father's dignity and image in front of her. It wasn't until her sophomore year, when she went shopping with her classmates during the summer vacation and saw her father accompanying a woman or girl selling a lot of goods in the mall that she understood the truth.

From then on, she advised her mother to spend money desperately. Instead of taking advantage of outsiders, it is better to give money to those in need, such as donating it to welfare homes, nursing homes, orphanages, etc. Every time I quarreled with my mother, it was always because of money.

The Kirin Group Company was left to my mother by my grandfather. Without her mother, Jiang Huan would not be as successful as he was. It was his mother who helped Jiang Huan become the president of the Kirin Group.

Jiang Huan turned around and left the house.

Wanyan looked at the mess in the living room.

Jiang Huan was docile, elegant, and decent in front of another woman, but he was like a wolf when it came to his mother.

She bent down and tried to make a hand gesture, and the broken vase began to be repaired and put back together again.

Ji Mengning looked at the restored vase, "You...have your grandpa's superpower? Wanyan, will you leave like grandpa?"

Isn’t grandpa missing?

Growing up, she heard what her mother said: Your grandpa disappeared while traveling and never came back.

It turned out to be leaving, where to go?

"Where did grandpa go?" Wanyan asked.

Ji Mengning shook his head blankly, "The elders of the eldest and second eldest members of the family know, but no matter how I ask, they won't tell me. They look down on me because they can cultivate, either with supernatural powers or spiritual roots, but I am just an ordinary person. I don’t like other people.”

Wanyan exhaled, "Mom, do you really want to have superpowers or spiritual roots?"

"This is natural, but it is a gift from God. No matter how envious I am, I can't envy you. I don't have either."

Wanyan turned her hands over and found an extra potion in her hand, "Mom, if it is your dream to have spiritual roots, I will help you. This is a functional repair potion. It can detoxify after taking it. You can take it tomorrow night. Apply the spiritual root potion to produce spiritual roots."

"Are you serious?"

If it were so easy, how could there be ordinary people.

But her daughter's solemn look didn't look like she was joking.

"No matter what happens, it won't be worse than it is now, don't you think so. Mom, I will study hard, but it is very important for you to develop your spiritual roots in the past few days. I want to protect you."

"Okay, I'll call your class teacher and tell you that you have been sick recently and need to take leave."

Ji Mengning asked Wanyan for a week's leave.

She took the function repair potion, detoxified and had diarrhea all day long. At nightfall, Wanyan took out the wood spirit root potion. Ji Mengning took it and slept for five days. When she woke up, she felt different. After practicing according to her family's techniques, she was able to sense the spiritual power between heaven and earth. She was overjoyed and entered into practice.

She reached the third level of Qi Refining in one breath, detoxified and tempered her body again, and then left the house after taking a bath. At this time, more than a month had passed, and Wanyan had already returned to school.

Wanyan returned to Deshi No. [-] Middle School to study. Recently, she borrowed the senior high school course from her first year of high school, her second year of high school, and the senior year of high school from a senior in the community who was admitted to college. She read through it carefully. After reviewing the above questions, she applied to the teacher for an upgrade. .