The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

"Go back to the room," the old man asked Jiang Mingyue to leave, "Go back and get a good night's sleep. If you have something, let's talk about it later."

Jiang Mingyue was still sitting watching the old lady. The old man took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to gently push Jiang Mingyue to make Jiang Mingyue go faster.

Jiang Mingyue stood up and said to the old lady: "Milk, then I'm leaving."

The old lady glanced at Jiang Mingyue and said nothing.

"Go back," the old man said.

Jiang Mingyue got up and walked quickly. Hearing the old lady pat the coffee table behind her, the mountain rang, and Miss Jiang Er didn't dare to look back.

"Look, see, see," the old lady complained to the old man, "just like a okay person, without taking her head back."

The old man sighed and drew the dry tobacco stick from his waist. The old man was about to take two mouthfuls.

"What to do?" the old lady asked.

Old man: "What can you do? Can you still send her off to an official?"

The old lady was choked with anger by the old man's words, "then there is no way?" the old lady said angrily.

The old man: "Anyway, the Tushan King's son is not dead, let's assume that Mingyue'er has never been to him. If he really finds Mingyue'er's head, then we won't recognize him."

If you don't admit it, you'll be done with shame.

The old lady sat silent for a while, thinking about her old man's words, they really had no other way.

The old man took a breath of dry tobacco, and then coughed several times.

An old smoker coughed several times after smoking a cigarette, and her face turned red. The old lady looked at the old man like this, she knew that the old man was panicking.

"She is six years old," the old man gestured to the old lady with a six-character finger, and whispered: "She dared to use a knife with her when she was six years old. This child has a wild temper. But for ten years, I haven't seen her wanting to do it. Other people have died, our child is not unreasonable."

When Jiang Mingyue was six years old, Jiang Mingyue rushed into the river and used his knife. It was Jiang Jiqiu who was carrying Jiangyu's lesson viciously. Dead, can this girl not be sad? At that time, in the eyes of the old man, Mingyue'er could not wait to send her Laozi to the funeral of her mother.

The old lady sat in a daze, "Whose girl is like our bright moon?"

Shouldn't a normal girl's house be like Jiang Yue'e? What was the eldest sister Jiang Yue'e doing in Yunniang's mourning hall? Jiang Yue'e was crying, scared, begging her not to beat her younger brother, why didn't Jiang Yue'e take a dagger and try to stab her to death?

"There are thousands of people in the world, you say Yue'e is good, I look at Mingyue's not bad," the old man glanced at his wife, sighed: "I have a bad temper, and there are ways to live with a bad temper. Mingyue is also I can’t get along with her, what did she say to you in Xilou?"

The old lady said indifferently, "Normal, no moths."

Father: "Isn't this all right?"

The old lady whispered: "Xilou is not like the son of the old man, he likes our bright moon. As for the son of the old man, heh," the old lady sneered, "I see, he is just heartless. Just take care of your own goods."

The old man took a sip of dry tobacco.

"Miss Wei Jia, shameless, shameless, but love and fate are really given to him," the old lady said: "What is the result? Even if you fight for her in front of Sheng Shang, but he did it? What? That is, between being a concubine and a slave, I chose a concubine for Miss Wei Jia. What is the difference between this concubine and a slave? It's as if he has done a great deed, bah, babe."

"It's okay for a concubine, even if you pick her up? Did he pick it up?"

"Listen to Lord Fu, he also admitted to the sage that he likes Miss Wei Jia, oh my goodness, what did he say? Really like it, don't you marry Miss Wei as your regular wife? I respect you. I can't bear to give it to her, you like a fart."

"This class of people also owe them to meet Mingyue'er, so they have to kill him a few times. This kind of person is lack of education and owes him a fight!"

"His mother, I saw her at the Queen Mother, oh, eyes are on top of her head, and she is the most precious in the world. My God, and the ladies who pretend to be golden in front of the Queen Mother, She is not afraid of losing her life!"

…

The old lady yelled at her and turned the fright she had received at Jiang Mingyue into anger, and all went to Princess Mu and Zhao Lingxiao.

The old man was smoking a dry cigarette, and he didn't speak, but he listened to his wife's curse.

Both the old couple were worried about Jiang Mingyue. Not only did a girl's intentions be to kill, she really went to do it, and no one could bear it. But what can the old couple do? You just have such a girl, your own girl, don't you protect it? If you can’t bear it, you have to bear it, otherwise, what can you do?

When Jiang Mingyue was six years old, the old man was responsible for the injury on the back of Jiang Ruqiu's hand. It is only natural for me to beat his son, and no one can make mistakes. Now that Zhao Lingxiao's matter, the old couple looked at each other, this matter can only make it rotten in their stomachs, and death can't be known.

"I'm so worried!" The old lady scolded for a long time, and then began to worry about her bright moon.

"She's so angry," the old lady whispered at this moment: "Zhao Lingxiao likes the Wei clan, but asks for an order to marry her, so that makes her angry? She herself doesn't like Zhao Lingxiao, she is so angry. Where did it come from?"

Hate that Jiang entered the autumn and killed his mother, and wanted to kill his younger brother. This is the reason why Jiang Mingyue rushed into the autumn to use the knife. What did Zhao Lingxiao do? Can this one compare with Yunniang and Jiangyu?

The old lady was stunned by what her old man said.

"She told you before that her marriage to Zhao Lingxiao was meant by the sage," the old man said, "have you forgotten about this?"

Old lady: "What? She is still going up to the saint?"

Are they still alive?

Old man: "If she can really kill Zhao Lingxiao, the saint should be happy."

old lady:"…"

Reason is such a reason.

"Is she trying to do meritorious service?" The old lady was stunned. Is her granddaughter so motivated? Why didn't she see it before?

The old man waved his hand, "The girl didn't tell the truth, but we don't want to ask, and we won't talk about it anymore."

The old lady continued to be in a daze, and if this happened, it didn't make sense!

"Is there anything to eat?" The old man asked suddenly.

The old lady glanced at the old man and patted the coffee table. The old lady got up and went away, still in the mood to eat. What did the old man tell her to say?

The old man sat in the house after smoking a bag of cigarettes, got up to dust off his clothes, and went out of the house to the kitchen. He was really hungry.

In the kitchen, the cook, Lao Wu, was frying pancakes. Seeing the old man, Lao Wu hurriedly called out: "Old lady, you are back."

The old man smells the scent of deep-fried oil cakes. It's so good. It's a blessing to be alone if you have to live like that. I just don't know when his Mingyueer will understand this truth.