There is space behind Yaomenhuang

Chapter 83
The old man Kuang was really taken aback when he heard the words, and then quickly thought of something.He saw Mrs. Kuang's complexion suddenly changed.Shouldn't it be that things are just as you think?

It is really possible.

Years of tacit understanding allowed Mr. Kuang and Mrs. Kuang to understand each other's meaning without even using words. They only used their eyes to understand each other.

It's just this understanding that instantly made Mrs. Kuang's face completely gloomy, and he also knew why Mrs. Kuang was so anxious to find him back.

Mrs. Kuang immediately nodded to Mrs. Kuang and Kuang Guya and said, "Then try."

Mrs. Kuang and Kuang Guya nodded at the same time, only Mu Qingyin was listening at the side, she was confused, wondering what riddles the three of them were playing?
But she soon found out, because Mrs. Kuang quickly put away the roll of portraits on the Kang table, and then took a tray from the drawer of the Kang table.

On the tray, apart from a dagger inlaid with gemstones and a translucent white jade cup the size of an adult's thumb, there were two clean white cotton cloths.

Is this a confession of blood?

Watching the grandmother put the tray on the Kang table, and then stretched out her hand towards her.While this thought flashed through Mu Qingyin's mind, she also obediently stretched out her hand.

Without any resistance, Mu Qingyin let her grandmother hold the dagger, and gently cut a small slit on her slender and slender index finger like a green onion, dripping the dark red blood into the small white jade cup.

The white jade cup was very small, and Mrs. Kuang didn't let the small white jade cup be full, so she put down the dagger, took a piece of cotton cloth from the tray and pressed it heavily on Mu Qingyin's scratched fingertip, after a while Only then did she let go of the cotton cloth by herself.

Picking up another piece of cotton cloth on the tray to cover the entire tray, Mrs. Kuang lifted it up and brought it to Mrs. Kuang.The old man Kuang took the tray with a serious face, turned and left without saying a word.

What is the situation?Isn't it necessary for both her and mother's blood to recognize her relatives with a drop of blood?
Seeing that with the grandfather's departure, the grandmother and mother all pursed their lips and fell silent, Mu Qingyin was a little confused.

Although she was full of doubts, she pursed her lips when she saw that her grandmother and mother were serious, as if they were waiting for some result.Those infected by the atmosphere did not dare to speak out, let alone ask anything easily.

"That's right, she is our child."

Mu Qingyin's doubts didn't last long, within a quarter of an hour, she saw her grandfather return to the room, first gave her a loving look, and then said this to her grandmother and mother with a serious expression.

After finishing speaking, he said in a deep voice with a gloomy face: "Check, what is going on with this matter must be thoroughly investigated. Mu Family, no matter who is involved in this matter, we will never let it go." Pass."

"This is simply deceiving too much." Huo Ran got up, and Mrs. Kuang was obviously very angry, and patted the kang table heavily with her hands.This time, he forced a slap print on the red sandalwood kang table top.

"Qingyin, it's my mother who is sorry for you. She gave birth to you but failed to keep an eye on you, allowing you to be replaced by someone else. And obviously, Mingming's mother has unusual feelings for you and always ignores you."

Reaching out to hug Mu Qingyin, Kuang Guya thought of what she had experienced since she was a child, and suddenly a huge sadness hit her.

(End of this chapter)