shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 140
The two families gathered together for a surprise meal at night. Thinking about what happened at noon today, they felt a little scared.

Xu Yourong sat at the table and ate, and the three little ones sat on the stools beside her to accompany her. They were obviously frightened and stayed close to her, asking for her welfare from time to time.

"Mom, do you still feel uncomfortable when you show up?" Minghuai frowned in distress, with a sinister look on his eyebrows.

It's all his fault. If he hadn't been focused on playing these days, his mother and sister wouldn't have been plotted like this. When he thought of this, he wished he could grow up immediately and support the family.

There are some things that he doesn't understand, but he also knows that his family's life is slowly getting prosperous, and he will soon be able to live a happy life. If something goes wrong at this juncture, it is not bullying that there is no man in his family! !

Thinking of this, Minghuai bit his lip, his eyes turned red, and his young hands clenched into balls, wishing he could go to Goddess Wang to fight for his life immediately.

Mingzhu was too young to understand all these twists and turns. When she saw Xu Yourong lying on the bed, she thought that she would be like Chuntao's mother, never to be seen again, and she immediately cried with snot and tears.

After crying a lot and seeing her mother and sister were there, she put her sorrow behind and happily started eating the sweet potatoes. However, this incident still frightened her a little, and she didn't even want to eat. He dared not take half a step away from Xu Yourong, for fear of seeing the same situation again.

Jingming was also afraid, just like Mingzhu. Aunt Xu was the best person to him besides his own family. When he thought that his sister and she had been plotted against, his heart suddenly burst into flames and he couldn't bear to eat.

The three little ones were eating their meals with their own thoughts, but their thoughts had already flown far away. Apparently they had not yet learned what it means to be indifferent to emotions and anger. Seeing them like this, Jiang Zhimiao felt uncomfortable and wished he could kill Zhou Ming with a thousand swords again. It would be better if he was cut into pieces, but I felt that the bamboo punishment was an advantage for him.

It should have been an innocent age, but now the old god is here. This change is all the fault of Zhou Ming, the man who killed a thousand swords!She just hopes that they can get rid of the influence of this matter as soon as possible, otherwise, even if Zhou Ming is a ghost, she will not let him go!

They ate the meal absent-mindedly, but fortunately, the mastermind behind the scenes had already learned that the secret enemy had become an open enemy, and everyone felt relieved a little. They cursed Zhou Ming thousands of times in their mouths and hearts, wishing that he would immediately commit suicide. .

Jiang Zhimiao and Wen Zhuqing did not reveal a single word about Zhou Ming to their family members. After all, this matter was a private matter. If one more person knew about it, it would be more harmful. Instead of doing this, it would be better to keep silent from the beginning, which would be harmful to the two families. It's all good, and there's one less person to worry about.

The crime of murdering a prisoner was much greater than the crime of murdering a good citizen. They thought it would be better not to talk about such a big thing.

What Jiang Zhimiao didn't expect was that Wen Zhuqing was so courageous. Seeing that Wen Wen was so weak, he was quite ruthless and dared to rush to perform the scraping, which really shocked her.

But think about it, although the Wen family was a civil servant in the past, they fought hard in the ups and downs of the officialdom. If they didn't have some ideas to deal with it, I'm afraid they would have been eaten alive by this dirty plan.

Jiang Zhimiao admired Wen Zhuqing's fierceness, and at the same time, he knew him better in his heart.

In the dark night, in the dark woods, a dying cry of pain came from the man's mouth.

Pain, heartbreaking pain, when Zhou Ming woke up, there was no one in the forest, only a few crows crowed at night, exuding a cold air.

His back was trampled and his finger bones were shattered. At this moment, he was undoubtedly a disabled person. When he thought of this, tears of regret flowed from the corners of Zhou Ming's eyes, and he just wished he could turn back time.

The water and rice had not yet entered, and all the energy in his body was exhausted. Another cry for help fell out, and Zhou Ming's face looked haggard, and he cried out reluctantly.Gradually, the touch underneath him shocked him. Zhou Ming looked at the bamboo growing at a speed visible to the naked eye in horror. His waist and abdomen were pushed up. Slowly, a hole was poked in his abdomen, and blood flowed from the hole. Spurting out, the bloody smell was everywhere, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

In the chaos, only pairs of bean green eyes were staring at him. Zhou Ming's hair stood on end as he struggled to get out of the current predicament. He had no choice but to watch himself bleed excessively and die as his internal organs ruptured.

Accompanied by bursts of biting sounds, the man slowly died.

The weather is fine and easy to travel.

Such a big thing happened yesterday, and seeing that some of the children were not in a good mood, Jiang Zhimiao thought of taking them on a tour to relax before the heavy snow closed the roads.

After days of staying in Tianshui Village without moving around, I got tired of it, and it was time to see something different.

Although the market is not as prosperous as the capital city, big cities are as good as big cities, and small cities are as wonderful as small cities. There are many novelties here. Taking them there can broaden their mood.

Jiang Zhimiao stood in front of the house, looking at the woods, and looked at each other with Wen Zhuqing, and smiled tacitly.

Last night, she didn't know whether it was an illusion or something, but she always thought she heard Zhou Ming's death sound, but thinking about it carefully, she thought it was impossible, so she got up early today just to observe whether he had died.

Speaking of which, this is all self-inflicted. Originally, the family could live a good life, but they had to plot against others, and finally ended up with a white-haired person sending a black-haired person to someone else. Isn't this an evil act?
Looking at the forest in the distance, Jiang Zhimiao sighed deeply.

"Miss Jiang, you have to take one of them to do the last episode. How about I go with you?" Wen Zhuqing looked at the children who were not very interested and asked warmly.

The children were also frightened. They didn't eat much at night, and even their favorite sugar triangles were uninteresting when placed in front of them. It was time to go out to relax and get some fresh air.

"Didn't you have an episode last night? What? Are you still not tired? Are you ready to continue today?" Jiang Zhimiao smiled and teased.

Although the market is not far away, it takes a lot of time to go back and forth. Besides, he already went there yesterday. The three little ones are not enough for her alone. Besides, there are so many things at home, so it’s hard to go there. If so, I'm afraid no one will watch the progress of building a house.

"I'm not that tired. I made up for it at night. There are so many people on the street. It's a bit far-fetched for you to look after three children alone. Otherwise, I'd better go with you and let my father watch over you at home. ." Wen Zhuqing pondered for a moment and replied.

Seeing that he mentioned himself, Father Wen nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "Yes, leave the family affairs to me, and you can go to the town to have a good time. I think such a big thing happened yesterday, so today should be No one will slow down their work, so you can go in peace."

Seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao nodded with a smile, lined up the three little ones and sat on the cart, and followed Wen Zhuqing towards the town.

(End of this chapter)