My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
73. Fuck those! Is this special for humans?

"Mom, I love the food you cook. Can you cook more for me in the future?"

Fang Yueqiu was startled at first, and then happily nodded with a smile as he shed tears.

"Well, what kind of food do you want to eat in the future, what kind of food will be given to you by mother, as long as you like to eat, as long as you like to eat, I'll cook the dishes you like for the rest of your life."

Looking at the mother and son who were hugging and completely relieved, Song Zhuohai and Master Song smiled with gratitude and relief.

But Song Zhuolan, mother and son, was completely opposite.

Song Zhuolan had spent so much thought over the years, to leave the Song family without a successor, and thus fall into the hands of his son.

But once Song Zixuan returns, the Song family will belong to Song Zixuan, and have nothing to do with her son.

This was the way Song Zhuolan did not want to see it.

And Ye Nanbo, under the influence of her mother over the years, gradually took for granted that everything in the Song family had become hers.

Now all the things he thought he had, suddenly disappeared, and I can imagine how he felt.

"Your mother and son can get out of the Song family now, and you won't have anything to do with the Song family in the future."

Song Zhuohai looked at Song Zhuolan's mother and son coldly, and said clearly and clearly, "But don't think I'll let you go like this, my mother's death, my son's suffering.

And all that my Song family has experienced, I will tell you all about it! the scroll! "

Despite conclusive evidence, it was confirmed that Song Zhuolan did all this.

And Song Zhuolan also said that he leaked his mouth and indirectly admitted that he was the old lady Song killed him, but Song Zhuohai was unable to go through the legal process.

Since this was the era of the development of science, these conclusive things were feudal superstitions and were not recognized by law.

Thus, even if he knew that Song Zhuolan did it, Song Zhuohai could only let their mother and son go now.

But how to retaliate in the future, with their Song family abilities, there were more ways to do so!

Ye Nanbo's face was embarrassed, but she did not dare to say anything.

Because she knew that her mother might have done something, but she didn't know what she was doing.

If he did not know the situation, the more he spoke, it would only make things worse.

Since this is the case, it is better to leave now, and ask your mother when you come back, then think about the solution.

Ye Nanbo thought so, but Song Zhuolan did not think so at all.

When he heard Song Zhuohai's words, he was completely panicked.

"No, you can't do this, brother, I'm your sister! Daddy, Daddy! You can help me talk!"

Song Zhuolan eagerly wanted to withdraw Old Man Song's hand, but Song Zixuan blocked his path.

"Go for me!"

Song Zhuolan had always thought that Song Zixuan had robbed her son's belongings, so she stared at Song Zixuan's gaze with a hint of hatred.

"You don't understand human speech? My father has let you go, out of our Song family, got it?"

Song Zixuan naturally noticed the hatred in her eyes, and simply thought it was ridiculous.

He was the one who was pitifully killed. Song Zhuolan, the one who hurt him, even hated him?

What makes it not so silly?

"Come on, get me out of here!"

Song's parents saw that Song Zhuolan had arrived this time, and he was still unapologetic and unapologetic. He could not contain his anger, and immediately called for someone to expel someone.

Song Zhuolan widened his eyes in disbelief, "Dad! Dad, I'm your real daughter, how can you treat me like this!"

I really don't know what that big brother said just now, I really don't know, Dad, you have to believe me! "

Song Zhuolan tried to push Song Zixuan away and went to Song Laozi to clean up.

However, Song Zixuan stood still and gave no way at all.

Fang Yueqiu saw his son being bullied, so he immediately stopped doing so, and slammed Song Zhuolan onto the ground with both hands.

"Mom, now Uncle and the others are angry and cannot listen to our explanation. Let's go first!"

Ye Nanbo's voice was not loud or small, but it was enough to make the people present hear clearly.

Lu Zijia, who was walking on the sofa, glanced at him obliquely, and a hint of ridicule flashed across her bright eyes.

At this moment, Ye Nanbo still wanted to clean up, was it true that the Song family were all stupid?

There was also Song Zixuan who had the same idea as Lu Zijia.

Before everyone knew it, Lu Zijia played a magic trick and quietly sank into the violet on the ground that everyone had forgotten.

I don't know if it's an illusion. Purple, which initially seemed very ordinary, suddenly appeared a layer of invisible white light.

At this moment, Song Zhuolan's eyes lost focus for a moment, in just the blink of an eye, so nothing was noticed.

Suddenly, Song Zhuolan looked aroused, and pushed Ye Nanbo away from him.

"No, I don't want to go, I really don't know, why count the bills on me!"

Ye Nanbo, who was suddenly pushed away, had a bad premonition in his heart, and immediately wanted to step forward to stop him.

However, Song Zhuolan said it first.

"Master Li said, these things only make you less fortunate, and more are falling ill. It can't kill you.

Mother's death was just an accidental coincidence, and it had nothing to do with me. Why are you burdening me?

I'm not sure, I'm not at peace! "

"Also, why should the Song family treasure be handed over to the eldest brother, but I can't get it at all.

I'm your real daughter too!

You always say that you are kind to me and kind to me, but how do you treat me well? Even a little family treasure reluctantly gave me, and even said that it was good for me? !

Since you don't want to give it to me, then I'll find my own way. What's wrong with me doing this? "

"If there is a real mistake, then the mistake is that Song Zixuan must not appear, and must not be born safely!

He robbed my son of the limelight as soon as he was born, and he will take my and my son's belongings in the future. I definitely can't let him stay!

If he stays, how can my son still inherit everything from the Song family?

I'm telling you, everything in the Song family belongs to my son, I don't want to monopolize him!

If you don't give it away, I'll take it, hahaha — in the end, will everything in the Song family fall into my hands? Ha ha - ha -"

Song Zhuolan looked crazy, he laughed out loud, tears flowing from his smile.

Following Song Zhuolan's words, the Song family's complexion became increasingly dark, and they almost matched the bottom of the pot.

Ye Nanbo, who knew that he could not return to the sky, clenched his fists and looked at his wildly laughing mother.

"Nie's barrier, the barrier to sin!"

Master Song grabbed his chest with one hand, and slammed the floor several times with a stick in the other.

Song's parents never thought that her daughter, who had been in love for so many years, thought so in her heart.

And his own old wife, for some ridiculous reason, was murdered by his own daughter.

Mr. Song was in anguish for a while, unable to hold back the tears, soaking his old face that had described the years clearly.