All the villains can hear my voice

The father and the son looked at each other. Dad: Sure enough, you can hear it too.

Son: What’s going on? How can you hear it?

Dad proudly: What? Can you hear me? Can I hear you? After all, I am also the biological grandfather who passed down the message, so why can’t I hear it!

The son is thinking: Hmm...there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

"Master, the food is ready."

The servant came in to report, and Marquis Changxing immediately became happy. He told Wen that she loved to eat so much that he asked her to eat more. If she was happy with the meal, she might be able to talk more about it. He immediately asked the servant to serve the food.

The meal was a long one, and it was getting dark soon after the meal was finished. However, Chuan Wen's thoughts throughout the afternoon were all about appreciating the delicious food, and he never once said that Marquis Changxing would die.

Changxing Hou looked at the cooler weather and felt a little anxious. As soon as the cool breeze blew in, he felt a chill on his neck. It seemed as if a knife was pressed against his neck. It would pierce his neck at any time and send him to the west. .

Mrs. Changxing Hou was also anxious and had a few more wrinkles, so she had an idea and planned to make an insinuation. With a loving smile on her face, she asked Chuan Wen: "Is there anything Wen Wen wants to eat? I will ask your grandfather to go there in person tomorrow." purchase."

Chuan Rui silently gave his mother-in-law a thumbs up for mastering the trick of talking to his daughter so quickly.

[Ah, I’d better not give it up, I’m afraid of ghosts. 】

The message contained a bitter gourd expression, "Grandma, I have eaten enough today, and I don't plan to eat anything in the next few days."

Phew, Chuanrui almost couldn't hold it in anymore, but he was able to hold it back after receiving a slap from the cheap lady.

[It’s so miserable for my father. The first day he was recognized, he was disgraced by his own mother. 】

Xu Yan sighed: It's not all your fault!

"Grandpa, I wish you good health and a long life!"

Chuanwu substituted tea for wine and drank it all in one gulp.

The message next to it:...

[My brother is... flattering? But why do you only take pictures of Marquis Changxing? Are you not afraid that Mrs. Marquis Changxing will wear small shoes for him? 】

Looking at Mrs. Changxinghou with clear eyes, she was ready to see a dark face, but...

[Why does Cheap Grandma look quite happy and... gratified? Could it be that he is the same as that one, is...]

Chuanwen tried hard to recall the plot, his little face wrinkled together, and everyone on the table listened with their ears straightened up. Who is he like? What is it?

[Is it...a masochistic personality? 】

"Cough cough cough..." Mrs. Changxinghou coughed several times, choking on her tea, and almost lost her breath.

Chuan Rui, Xu Yan and Chuan Wu had shocked faces. Their complicated eyes fell on Mrs. Changxing Hou. They immediately shook their heads again and again. They must be talking nonsense.

As expected, I heard the following doubtful voice in the biography: "It's not written in the plot. Mrs. Changxing Hou's mother's family is from a scholarly family. She is also a typical young lady and matron of a family. She has no masochistic tendencies." 】

Then there was a sound of relief at the dinner table, and Mrs. Changxing Hou's sharp eyes shot towards Changxing Hou. Changxing Hou quickly held his breath and shrank his neck, feeling murderous intent.

"Sir, the great man is here."

The old slave came in to report that Changxing Hou was a little embarrassed. After all, if Chuan Rui had not been stolen, the current official position of Chuan Haiyinfeng and the status of Changxing Hou's eldest son should belong to Chuan Rui.

Although Chuan Rui has been found now, Chuan Rui has been a farmer for more than 30 years and has no connections or abilities in the officialdom. Even if they give him everything, he can't do it, so they don't plan to treat Chuan Rui as an official anymore. When cultivating an heir, if he has ambitions, they will naturally support him fully and help him find an official position. If he has no ambitions, it is okay to keep him in the house with good food and drink, but it cannot be In the name of the eldest son.

Marquis Changxing still called Chuanhai in. They both lived in the mansion. Chuanrui and Chuanhai, two people with awkward identities, had to meet sooner or later. It would be better if we met early and explained everything early so that Chuanhai wouldn't have to think too much.

When Chuanhai met Chuanrui, he wisely avoided the topic of giving up his position. He just felt deeply sad that the brothers could be reunited after so many years, and asked Chuanrui to spend more time with his parents to relieve the longing for them over the years. bitter.

Ever since Chuanhai came in, Marquis Changxing and Mrs. Marquis Changxing had listened carefully to Chuanwen's thoughts, but Chuanwen's attention was entirely on eating, and she only glanced at the second uncle who had occupied her father's position and then stopped looking at him. Nothing else.

Both of them felt at ease. It seemed that the death of Marquis Changxing had nothing to do with Chuanhai.

Until Marquis Changxing pushed a new plate of red bean cake brought in by the maid to Chuan Wen, "Try this, the signature of Thousand Layers Pavilion, it's delicious."

Marquis Changxing likes to eat the red bean cake from Thousand Layers Pavilion recently. He takes a bite and it is crispy and has the sweetness of red beans. He thought Chuanwen would be happy to eat it, but Chuanwen was shocked and got a mouthful of sauced pig's trotters stuck in his throat. Inside, everyone was hurried to give her some water.

"Slow down, kid!"

Xu Yan thought it was Chuanwen who ate too quickly, and just as she was getting angry, she heard Chuanwen's inner voice.

[Oh my god, oh my god! Stay away from toxic products and stay healthy! May all go well with you! No taboos! Namo Amitabha, retreat! retreat! retreat! 】

What the hell?

Everyone was stunned, including Chuanhai. What was the sound? !

Although it was a bit confusing, everyone still locked on the key word from Chuan Wen's chaotic thoughts: Poisonous!

Marquis Changxing's face was livid, and he paused when he was about to put a piece of red bean cake into his mouth, so he was poisoned and died after eating this plate of red bean cake!

At this time, he noticed that Marquis Changxing was about to put a piece of red bean cake into his mouth. Chuanwen, who had just recovered from the shock, became nervous again.

【what to do? Marquis Changxing gave me so much delicious food, wouldn't it be bad if I didn't remind him? However, if I had reminded him, although Marquis Changxing might have been spared the poisoning, what happened to him would have been even more unlucky! What to do, what to do, don’t eat, don’t eat! ! ! 】

Marquis Changxing silently put back the red bean cake that was about to reach his mouth. Although there was no trace of calmness on the surface, if you look closely, you can see that his little finger was suppressing a tremor.

Who would poison themselves?

Could it be Yushi Liu Bai? That guy is the most petty. He came to ask for his son's hand in marriage before, but he refused. Is it because of this?

Or maybe it's Wang Can, the old bad guy from the Ministry of Civil Affairs. They had a lot of enemies when they were young, and that guy was the most tolerant. Could it be that he was waiting for an opportunity to take revenge?

Or...

Chuanhai: Who? Where was the poison? Who is going to be poisoned? His father? ! No way! Who!

At this time, the old slave, who was unaware of the undercurrent in the living room, came in again and reported, "Master, the young master is here. He is waiting outside."

[He is coming, he is coming, he is coming with the pace of harvest! 】

Changxing Hou, who had guessed countless possibilities, was stunned. What did Chuan Wen mean? Could it be that Yi'er was poisoned?

"Let him in."

Marquis Changxing's face turned darker, and his hand unconsciously touched the tea bowl in front of him. If it was really that guy, he would smash a cup over it, and he would have to ask that guy if his conscience was eaten by a dog!

Mrs. Changxing Hou also frowned. Yi'er had always been well-behaved, gentle and polite to others, and she admired and admired the two elders. How could he be the one who poisoned her!

Then a handsome young man walked in. As soon as he came in, he saluted Changxinghou, his wife and Chuanhai very politely. Just by glancing at Chuanrui and the others, his eyes were filled with criticism and disdain. Even though he was hiding it, it still showed. Got some out.

Chuan Rui and the other three were not angry. Instead, they were smiling and looked at the child with sympathy.

Chuanyi:? baffling.

Turning around and seeing Marquis Changxing's face looking bad, Chuanyi's eyes were filled with excitement, "Grandpa, why do you look so bad? Are you feeling unwell?"

Changxing Hou snorted coldly from his nose and asked the maid to place the plate of red bean cakes in front of Chuanyi.

"Yi'er hasn't had dinner yet, so hurry up and eat some pastries."

Changxing Hou's face was ashen and he stared at Chuanyi intently.

Chuanhai was a little panicked and looked at his younger son, confused and terrified.

Chuanyi was also panicking. Judging from the situation, it seemed that the matter had been exposed!

In the silent living room, only Chuan Wen's inner voice was still chattering: [Well done, you are worthy of the Changxing Marquis who has matured with age. This move is called reaping the consequences]

Marquis Changxing, who has matured with age:...

Granddaughter, if you don’t know how to praise others, you don’t have to praise me.