The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Chapter 187: What is intended

Zhenxiaju was brightly lit, and a group of people stood in the dark.

Uncle Zhang's face was as sinking as water, and angrily scolded his eighth uncles and eight aunts: "What do you want to get into my niece's yard in the middle of the night?"

Rao is the eighth uncle and eight aunts with a bright lotus tongue. At this time, they were also speechless. The old faces of the two were flushed and sweating profusely.

The aunt snorted coldly: "Yeah, the eighth master and the eighth wife are really a family with us in Yinlou and Qingyao. I dress like this and run into the Qingyao yard at night. I really know such a family."

My eighth aunt racked my brains to defend: "I, I just had a nightmare. I dreamed that Qing Yao was in trouble and cried so much... You don’t know, Mrs. Uncle, this dream is the same. I woke up thinking about it. , Then came here with the old man. Old man, do you think this is the case?"

The eighth uncle nodded repeatedly: "That's right—"

Xie Qingyao sneered and interrupted the two of them, and shook the mask made of white paper: "Uncles and aunts don't worry about me. Aunts and uncles come to see me wearing this? Do you think my life is too hard to be scared? "

The Eighth Uncle shut his mouth completely, wiping sweat again and again.

The eighth aunt was dying and struggling: "Qing Yao, you don't know, when my aunt blows the air at night, a rash develops on her face..."

Xie Qingyao threw the mask directly on her eighth aunt's face, her pretty face flushed with anger: "I think she wants to scare me out of it somehow, can the eighth aunt dove occupy the magpie's nest?"

The eighth aunt opened her mouth, and looked at the girl with the ice mask and suddenly gave a shock.

Only then did she realize that the girl in front of her was not like her mother.

This turned out to be someone who doesn't rub the sand in his eyes.

"Qing Yao, listen to my eighth aunt explain——"

"Enough!" Two simple words sounded, every word was like an ice bead, which made people fearful.

Xie Yinlou looked at eight uncles and eight aunts expressionlessly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Send them out of the house!"

The subordinates in the Bo's mansion had long been unable to understand what the eighth uncles and aunts did, and immediately after hearing Xie Yinlou's words, he controlled the two and pushed them out.

The eighth aunt cried out: "Yinlou, we are your uncles and aunts, no matter how they are your elders, you can't drive us away!"

Xie Yinlou didn't even look at the crying woman, and asked the elders of the same race who looked embarrassed: "Uncles and aunts, these two broke into my sister's house in the middle of the night, trying to pretend to be a ghost. I invite them. Isn't it disrespectful to elders to leave the house?

The person being asked sighed again and again, and one of the oldest stomped his feet: "This is a trouble. Ba, you two are really confused."

These two people are accustomed to being proud of their fathers in Zhuangzi. Some people have long been displeased, and now they feel even more disdainful to see their behavior. In addition, there are usually many compliments to the two of them, and now this situation can't say anything.

Seeing that the eighth aunt and her husband were fussy and useless being pushed out by the servants of the mansion, Xie Yinlou suddenly raised his voice: "Wait!"

Eighth Uncle and Eighth Aunt turned their heads immediately, with a hint of hope in their eyes.

Xie Yinlou looked at the two of them like looking at two bereaved dogs, with disdain and disgust: "If this happens, the sympathy between the Bo's House and yours will be broken, and the two will not go to the Bo's House again. Door!"

The Eighth Uncle never expected Xie Yinlou to say such unfeeling words, and said with a black face: "Yinlou, your grandfather is the patriarch!"

Xie Yinlou smiled coolly: "You misunderstood, I didn't say that you broke off your ties with your grandfather. What you did today, after my parents go out for funerals, I will explain to your grandpa personally, please grandpa for my siblings People are fair!"

"You—" Uncle Eight was dumbfounded.

Although the two of them came to help Bo's family in the funeral process, although they had some selfish intentions, they didn't even think about stabbing their father.

As the patriarch, even if he wanted to lean towards them in his heart, it was not easy to handle it in front of so many people.

The eighth uncle became more and more frightened when he thought about it. He glanced at the yellow-faced woman beside her, who was like a bereaved concubine, and slapped her hand: "It's all the good things you vicious woman did, and it hurts me!"

This old lady who succeeded less than failed!

My eighth aunt is not a vegetarian, so she slapped her back and slapped her back. Now there is no need to look at her face, she broke the jar and said, "What makes me trouble you? Didn't you make me be the one? Blame me for being alone? You old and conscientious..."

The clansmen present shook their heads and felt that their old faces were all shame. The oldest one said with a dark face: "My son, hurry up and order someone to send them out."

What a shame!

"I won't go, I won't go! Why do you drive me away?" The eighth aunt cried and grabbed the ground, unwilling to look back.

In the courtyard that looked like daylight, a young girl in a white linen dress stood beautifully, her eyes looking like a deep pool of ice.

The eighth aunt gave a shock, pointed at Xie Qingyao and shouted: "The smelly girl has been waiting to calculate us, you are deliberately looking at us, unfortunately!"

"Is this person crazy, is he still talking nonsense at this time?" everyone in the courtyard contemptuously asked.

"I'm not talking nonsense. If we hadn't deliberately calculated us, how could there be a monster in a lady's yard?"

The Er Niu, who was lying behind the wall of banana bushes, flung his tail in dissatisfaction.

Does this person speak? It is obviously a majestic big dog, how could it be a monster?

As soon as Uncle Eighth heard Aunt Eight say this, he immediately remembered and jumped his feet and said: "Yes, there are monsters in this yard, and the monsters are calculating us, so we--"

"It's just exposed?" Xie Yinlou answered, with a cold light in his eyes, "If this is the case, then I should be grateful for the "monsters" in your mouth."

Er Niu put his mouth on his front paws and narrowed his eyes.

Well, this person is quite discerning, and of course he is almost compared to its owner.

"There are indeed monsters in Zhenxia Curie, and there are not only one, but two!" Xie Qingming took a sip, pointed his hand at the eighth aunt and his wife, "you are the ones who did such a deed to the niece who lost both parents. Monster, otherwise I really can't think of how a person's heart can be so dark!"

The girl said tears fell like rain, standing alone in the courtyard like a weak flower bud blown by the wind and rain, which made people feel compassionate.

Xie Yin went upstairs and held his sister by the shoulders.

"Hurry up and let them go!" Uncle Zhang Jia shouted.

Until I was pushed out, my eighth uncle shouted unwillingly: "A monster really attacked me. Haven't you seen the blood still bleeding on my ass?"

Everyone: "..." This lunatic, there is no blossom on his ass, who is all right to stare at his ass?

Er Niu shook his big furry tail leisurely.

It has been said how such a majestic big dog can be a monster, it seems that most humans are still reasonable.

Jiang Si shifted his eyes and landed on a cluster of green banana leaves, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Erniu is a good hand at the nursing home! How could her second cow be a monster? The world loves nonsense.