Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 440 Could it be that there is also the theory of blood inheritance?

Mrs. Ming glanced at Mrs. Zhang, "If you like to kneel, just kneel."

Qing Huan helped him to sit up, and then ordered Ming to come.

"Alai, you go down the mountain and ask someone from the police department to come.

Said that we have a rebellious and unfilial grandson who poisoned his grandmother.

The evidence is all here, let them take it with them.Sentencing is punishable, prison is jail. "

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she panicked and did not dare to kneel down.

Immediately stood up, "No, no, old lady, I won't kneel anymore.

I'm going out, out.Please don't call the police! "

He staggered to his feet, stumbled and rushed out regardless.

I'm afraid that if she is too slow for a moment, the old lady will change her mind.

Ming Lai looked at it, and got angry, "It should have been like this long ago.

Like a mother, like a daughter, Ming Shan has a greedy and evil mother.

Back then, her mother shouldn't have agreed to her marrying her elder brother! "

Speaking of the past, Mrs. Ming sighed, "Back when she was pregnant with a child, she said that if the Ming family did not marry, she could only beat the child, killing two people.

Second aunt begged your father again."

Shaking his head, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Then you send someone to find a Taoist temple and move Mingshan to the Taoist temple.

Tell her to repent quietly in the Taoist temple in the future, and I will not tolerate her if she does anything outrageous. "

After finishing this matter, he said, "Okay, let's not talk about these horrible things.

I just woke up today when I heard that my grandson-in-law is coming. "

Xiaonuan nodded, "Yes, brother Qingchen sent a message a few days ago, saying that he has not paid respects to his grandmother in the future, so he must come."

Speaking of Yan Qingchen's matter, Mrs. Ming's mood improved a lot.

Although Ming Lai was dissatisfied with Ming Shan's handling, but the old lady didn't mention it again, so she also exposed it.

Mingshan didn't expect that the Western doctor could not be found, but he was dispatched to the Taoist temple for Qingxiu.

"Why don't you tell me that my face can't be cured, and drive me to become a family?

Are parents dead?Don't say a word for me? "

Mingcheng is helpless, "The old lady said, if there is any more trouble, I will invite someone from the police department.

Your mother and I have thought about it, you will live in the Taoist temple for two years, and when she dies, we will find a reason to bring you back.

Anyway, looking at her in her seventies and eighties, her health is failing and she won't be able to survive for a few years. "

Ming Shan smashed the pillow on the ground, and the scar on her face became more hideous and frightening with her anger.

"Didn't she die? Why should I call the police and arrest me?"

Tears of grievance and resentment welled up in her eyes, falling on the hideous scar, precarious.

Sitting on the bed, I kicked my legs hard, and the more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, "I want to become a monk and become an aunt.

Su Nuannuan is good, not to mention getting so much property, and proudly taking her husband around to show off. "

With tears in her eyes, she seemed to be thinking of something.

"No, I can't let it go. I can't cry myself to make her happy."

Hastily got up, grabbed Zhang Shi's hand, "Didn't Yan Qingchen come?
I heard that he controls more than half of the troops in the thirteen states.If I can marry him as a concubine, who would dare to let me become a monk?

I will be able to sit on an equal footing with Su Nuanyan Qingchen in the future! "

Mingcheng was taken aback by her overthinking.

"Don't be too whimsical, Young Marshal Yan has eyes and is not blind, there is absolutely no such opportunity.

Don't say that you might not have been able to have this kind of luck before, but with your current state, does he marry you back to be the door god? "

Mingshan didn't listen, and touched half of the hideous scar, "What's wrong with me? Turning off the light, it's still the same.

As long as I can sneak in and become Yan Qingchen's woman.

He will naturally find someone to do a plastic surgery for me, and I will definitely be back to how I was before.There is no need to ask for Su Nuannuan."

Listening to her unrealistic tiger-wolf words, Mingcheng trembled with anger and pointed at her, angry and angry.

But he couldn't say anything, "Sin, how could I give birth to a daughter like you!"

He glared at Mrs. Zhang angrily, "I don't care anymore!"

walk away
Mrs. Zhang hesitated to speak, "Son, it's not that mother doesn't want to help you.

It's just that it doesn't sound easy, why don't we change it? "

Ming Shan immediately became angry and stared at Mrs. Zhang, "Are you my mother? Even you won't help me?

Didn't you use this method to become my father's wife from a lowly maid? "

Mrs. Zhang, "This is different. Your father is soft-tempered and has no opinion.

Then who is Yan Qingchen, even if he becomes him, can he want you? "

Hearing what she said, Ming Shan seemed to have thought of some brilliant idea.

"Yes, I can have a child overnight like you.

In this way, I will be the mother of Yan's parents in the future.

At that time, for the sake of the children, the Yi family will not be able to marry me if they do not marry. "

There was light in his eyes, as if he had found a way to the light.

Holding Zhang's hand with both hands, "Mother, go and find me a man to prepare for.

When I have a relationship with Yan Qingchen, even if I don't have a child, I can create a child. "

Whispered the detailed plan in Mrs. Zhang's ear.

Just seeing the figure, Xiao Nuan rushed into Yan Qingchen's arms.

"Brother Qingchen, why did you come here?

I think you think so much that if you don't see each other every day, you don't have a good meal! "

Yan Qingchen pinched her fleshy cheeks, raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you sure?"

Xiao Nuan felt very angry, "It's edema in the morning.

I haven't had a good meal for a long time.You are not here, and no one will peel the shrimp for me. "

Lotus Cake murmured softly behind them, "I don't know who ate a big bowl last night, and my hands were torn off."

Yan Qingchen chuckled, "How did I hear that Miss Nuan is here, eats well, sleeps well, and can go to the mountains to pick fruits?"

"No, I called you by your name in my dream.

I picked wild fruits because thinking about you made my mouth tasteless, so I could barely pick some wild fruits to satisfy my hunger. "

On the way up the mountain, Xiao Nuan was extremely courteous, her mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, and she couldn't stop talking about love.

As soon as I went up the mountain, I exposed my essence.

Busy looking for the boxes they brought. "How about it, how about it, did you bring me the pastry I want to eat?

And did you bring me the canned food I want to eat? "

Lin Sheng stood by the door with arms folded, looking at Yan Qingchen who was drinking tea while hanging out.

He clicked his tongue, "If you really don't want to bend over for three buckets of rice, just give me five buckets!"

All love has a purpose!
Seeing that she was left out in the cold, Yan Qingchen felt sour.

Lin Sheng just hit the muzzle of the gun, and swept over with a knife-like coldness.

Lin Sheng immediately shut up knowingly, gestured towards his own mouth, and zipped it up.

Xiao Nuan ate the familiar pastries, her face full of contentment.

"It still smells like this!
You don't know, I'm not used to Wuzhou's pastries, and I've been craving them for a long time. "

Yan Qingchen's taste: It seems that he really thinks more about pastries than him.

Lin Sheng looked at her hungrily, "Aren't there any special dishes here?"

Xiao Nuan nodded, "Yes, five poisonous wild platter, poisonous mushrooms, big braised spider? Have you heard of the poisonous Gu in Miaojiang?
If you dare to be disobedient in the future, I will put a big Gu worm on you and bite you to death! "

Lin Sheng babbled, "You don't have much talent for cooking, but you are quite quick at making poison.

Could it be that there is a theory of blood inheritance? "

(End of this chapter)