Watch Out! Danger Ahead

As soon as the tone came loose, Zhang Xiaoniang sneered again with her belly in her arms:

"On my day when you just couldn't walk a narrow road, you didn't expect that you would not only go wider, but also take care of more nosy."

That little lady poked a head out from Father Song, holding her belly and smiling like a flower:

"I came as I wanted, and I left as long as I wanted. The master didn’t even ask. You look eager and crooked. I don’t know. You are still the hostess here. Who would have thought of being an old widow with a dead man? ?"

"You..." Aunt Yang was so angry that her sallow face flushed red, and desperately stretched out her hand to scratch her:

"You are a widow, your man died early, you are shameless..."

"Don't go to the man's house if you want your face!" Zhang Xiaoniang replied, and Aunt Yang shouted angrily:

"Don't you also go to the man's house?"

"Yeah, didn't you say that I am shameless, I am shameless, what's wrong?"

When Zhang Xiaomao said this, she deliberately blinked at her, making Aunt Yang stomped with anger.

"Alright sister-in-law..."

Father Song wanted to hold up the mad Aunt Yang, fearing that she would go crazy and lose reason to beat others, and desperately winked at his daughter.

He should have been far away from Aunt Yang, but he was afraid that the sharp-toothed little lady would be beaten by her, so he had to stop Aunt Yang to death.

The more he guarded, the more angry Aunt Yang became, and she had even begun to reach out and beat him.

She was like an irritated tigress. She slapped Father Song on his neck and arms, forcing him to let go.

Song Qingxiao hadn't reacted to the applause of'Papa Papa', and Lady Zhang had already heard her scalp numb.

She provoked the mad woman, but it made Father Song suffer.

But with his defense, Aunt Yang tried her best, but she couldn't break free.

"Huh, I don't bother to care about you like a crazy woman."

Zhang Xiaoniang already had a retreat in her heart, but she didn't show any expression on her face, and she glanced at Song Qing again:

"Qingxiao, don't wash these. I will teach you embroidery and calligraphy when I turn back. I will make more money from selling it than this."

"Bah! Shameless prostitute!" Aunt Yang spit out, and Father Song turned sideways to block, just spit on his chest.

Aunt Yang, who was provoked into anger, was extremely powerful. Although Father Song was tall and tall, he could not stop him, but suffered a lot of injuries.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoniang finished speaking, she didn't want to stay for a long time, she held her belly around the two of them, and walked to the door.

Aunt Yang desperately wanted to stretch her legs and kick, but was dragged by Father Song, and finally lay down on the ground and began to kick and cry.

The little lady walked out quickly, and after she was a few meters away, she turned her head back, and she happened to see Father Song reaching out and trying to hold Aunt Yang.

There was no coldness on the man's face, his neck and face were swollen and flushed, and his body was covered with blood from scratches, but he protected her well, and failed to let the furious Aunt Yang hurt her.

She was stunned for a moment, then took a deep look at Father Song and turned back to the room.

Father Song released his hand only after the door of the house next door was ‘slammed’.

"Sister-in-law, please start!"

Father Song's eyes showed a rare anger, and his tone was a little heavy.

Aunt Yang, who had been in trouble before, was a little guilty when she saw his appearance. After a while, she sat up and patted her thighs and cried:

"My life is hard..."

She started talking about her dead husband again, and also mentioned her son who is now an apprentice in the county seat:

"Pity the talent in my family, he died at the age of three, otherwise, why bother to be so young and let someone call it?"

Song Qing stood on the side with cold eyes and froze when he saw Father Song finishing his clothes.

The anger on his face sank bit by bit, revealing a complex look that seemed guilty and sad.

Aunt Yang was also taking a peek at his expression. Seeing that his expression softened, she immediately accepted:

"Master Song, it's not that I want to mess around, but I'm an orphan and a widow, and I just want to ask for a way to survive the rest of my life."

She wiped her face and cried again:

"I know, our mother and son are a burden, which has delayed you a lot. That little lady is so beautiful and looks like her husband is dead again..."

"Sister-in-law! Be careful!"

When Father Song heard this, his face was severe and he drank:

"There are differences between men and women. People are so much younger than me. How can this be possible?"

Aunt Yang couldn't help showing a smug smile when he heard him say this.

She knows Father Song's character. Since he knows what he has in mind, he will avoid suspicion in the future, because she is afraid that the charming woman will pester him, and there will be changes in the future.

"It's my fault, I misunderstood."

After achieving the goal, she quickly got up from the ground, seeing the things on the table out of the corner of her eyes, a cold color flashed quickly in her eyes, and she put on a frowning look:

"Gradually there is no rice at home. I came back to see me two days before becoming a talent and gave me something to wrap my stomach..."

When Father Song heard this, he understood the meaning of her words.

After a long silence, he glanced at Song Qing with a guilty look, and then took out a small bunch of money in his arms:

"You use the money to buy some food first..."

Aunt Yang took it unceremoniously and glanced at the table again:

"That is……"

It was sent by Little Lady Zhang. Although Father Song hadn't heard what Zhang Little Lady said before, it was not difficult to guess it.

Aunt Yang, like her own family, stepped forward and lifted the corner of the veil.

There are several pastries stacked inside, which look very delicate.

Aunt Yang held back her inner resentment and praised:

"What is this? Pity our mother and son have never seen anything like this before, can you eat it?"

Father Song had no choice but to say:

"Then you take a bowl and take it all away."

When she heard it, she was very happy and smiled:

"If my success comes back and eats this cake, I will tell him that Uncle Song brought it."

After that, she was not welcome, and she took the bowl and filled the pastry in.

After the goal was achieved, she wanted to stay again, but she didn’t want to talk about the father and daughter of the Song family. Seeing the blood and saliva on Song’s neck and body caught by her, she felt a little guilty, so she quickly found someone. The excuse ran away.

She returned to the room, closed the door, her face was cold, and she hated it with a bowl and cakes, hit the ground hard, and smashed her feet:

"I let you hook, I let you hook! Shameless things!"

...

At Song's house, the two father and daughter looked at each other, and Song's father even faintly felt afraid to look at his daughter's face.

The house was messy, the stool was kicked over, even the laundry tub was kicked over, and the water ran all over the room.

"Clean up first." Father Song's tired expression seemed to have just fought a tough battle:

"I'll go out later, and I will buy some more corn..."

After he said this, he didn't wait for Song Qingxiao's response, but he could feel her eyes falling on him, and then explained:

"Your Aunt Yang is a hard worker, don't worry about her in general..."

"Where is her fate?"

Song Qingxiao was really curious, and asked him:

"Just because she died of her husband?"

The Song family had a difficult life, and it was inseparable from Aunt Yang's greedy search.

She remembered that Father Song had said a few days ago that he would buy some misu back to the house after sending a silver coin.

The drop of money that he took out before was probably the silver he gave out.

But as soon as he took it home, he was immediately taken away by Aunt Yang. Both parties were very natural about this, and they must have become accustomed to it, forming an unwritten ‘rule’.

Although she only entered the scene, she is not the real father and daughter with Song's father, but it is about her own life. She is still used to fully grasp everything, and she doesn't want to miss the smallest details.

"shut up!"

When Father Song heard this, he was furious:

"It's not your turn to intervene in matters of the elders."

"A person died, how can you speak with such an attitude lightly?"

When Aunt Yang had been tortured before, although he was angry, but he was not so angry. At this moment, he seemed to be stabbed to the pain point and rebuked loudly:

"If her husband is alive, you have to call uncle too!"

"Her husband said he died, but he was alive. And although my dad was alive, he was almost the same as not having him."

Song Qingxiao was not a real child, and he was not surprised by Song's father's anger.

As soon as she finished speaking, Father Song, who was originally furious, suddenly froze.

He was like a balloon pierced by a needle, and instantly went down, lowering his head.

"I……"

The tall man dropped his arms, his expression was very heavy, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

"I'll cook something to eat."

"There is no food!"

Song Qingxiao reminded him.

Some of the food stored at home can be eaten almost even if it is saved in the past few days.

I originally thought that Father Song would be able to bring some things when he came back today, but he didn't know that Aunt Yang would take them all away.

"I'm going to buy some..."

The man turned to leave, but when he touched his body, he remembered that there was no money.

Song Qingxiao stared at him calmly, his gaze made him unable to lift his head:

"I'll find someone to borrow some, you wait!"

"Who can I borrow?"

Song Qingxiao asked him, he stopped at the door after a pause:

"Brother looking for a job..."

"How can I pay it back?" She asked again, reminding him: "Next month, don't you want to raise Aunt Yang's family?"

"I can pay it back." At this moment, Father Song felt that Zhang Xiaoniang was embarrassed when Song Qing** asked her. She didn't seem to be angry, and her tone was very calm, but every word she asked was really awkward. He was stressed.

"Zhu Shiling said that recently there is a task, let us pay attention to the babies born in these two months."

He explained:

"It's very important. If you can find it, there will be a lot of rewards." He quickly glanced at Song Qingxiao:

"Just to provide clues, everyone also awards ten bucks." At this point, his eyes fell on Kong Lanzi on the table, a little guilty:

"If you divide the money at that time, Dad will buy you some pastries."

Song Qing's little heart is naturally not above the cakes, almost when Father Song mentioned this matter, she had already thought of Zhang Xiaoniang.

But Song's father is upright and affectionate, and he obviously didn't realize that there was anything wrong.

"What's the problem with this baby?"

She was silent and asked Father Song.

He is just an ordinary servant of the Yamen, knowing that these are already very remarkable, he just shook his head after hearing this:

"It's not clear. Zhu Shiling attaches great importance to this. The monks from the Heavenly Demon Guard and Huguo Temple are here. It is estimated that some..."

He seemed to have thought of something, and his whole body was shocked. At this moment, he finally realized that he had talked too much with his daughter.

"It's a big deal, don't talk about it!"

After giving this command, he pulled his clothes and didn't dare to look at Song Qing's small face anymore, and said in a low voice:

"I'll go out to borrow some money." After speaking, he left in a hurry.

After he left, Song Qingxiao remembered what he had said, and while tidying up the messy room, he pondered for a moment.

The imperial court was looking for a baby, and dispatched the demon guards and monks from the Huguo Temple, and at the same time issued a reward, which shows that the baby has a special identity.

Although Song Qingxiao still doesn't know what the so-called Demon Division is, from the name, I am afraid it is related to the so-called'Devil Qi.'

As for the monks of Huguo Temple, there is no need to say more. The uncle Shan in the caravan mentioned that the monk's identity has been very special since ancient times. He even assisted the two dynasties and endured for a long time, and his status was respected by the court and the people.

She was sent into this scene by the mysterious voice in the ghost temple. I don't know how the monk here is related to the ghost temple.

Zhang Xiaoniang was very nervous about the child in her womb. She asked herself to guess the gender of the fetus in her womb that day. After getting the answer, she was very worried.

Song Qingxiao guessed that the infant that the Tianmawei and Huguo Temple were looking for might be the one in the womb of Zhang Xiaoniang.

Involving these two forces, it is very likely that some mysterious events will be involved.

It's just that Song's father's status is too low to reach higher-level secrets.

Song Qingxiao's thoughts changed, thinking of someone-Zhang Xiaomao must know clearly.

She made up her mind and wanted to find a chance to take some breath from Zhang Xiaoniang.

When I just thought of this, after a short while, I heard the door next door open.

The beautiful little lady who had just returned not long ago, now detoured from the narrow aisle to the door of Song's house.

She held her belly, glanced at the miserable state of the room, and made a ‘tsk tusk’ sound:

"That shrew can really make trouble."

"..."

Song Qingxiao moved her hand for a while, did not return to her, but guessed that she would come over, maybe she also wanted to inquire about some news~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is beneficial to her.

As long as she asks, Song Qingxiao has a way to pry her mouth open and snoop out the news.

"I'm so sorry to you, for causing your father to be beaten."

Zhang Xiaoniang glanced at Lanzi, who was empty on the table, a clear vision flashed in her eyes, and then she showed a trace of contempt:

"Like a bandit entering the village."

After she said this, she also went into the room to help Song Qingxiao tidy up.

She can't do troublesome things, but it's okay to pick up things and put them back in place.

"I still have some food, I'll bring it to you later."

After quarreling with Aunt Yang, she felt a little guilty again when she saw the miserable situation of the Song family after she was angry with that mean woman:

"Blame me, I will definitely hide from her next time."

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided." Song Qingxiao was very calm, not irritated.

Today, Aunt Yang's fight has brought some useful clues.

Otherwise, based on Song's father's character, not because of guilt, he might not tell her so much.

The woman who was moving the stool was stunned when she heard what she said, then blinked and laughed with a ‘pouch’.

"Ouch."

She laughed, then helped her belly and sat down busy.

The baby she was carrying in her womb might be the baby that the Heavenly Demon Guardian and Huguo Temple wanted, and it was most likely the opportunity she needed to enter the scene this time. Song Qing naturally cared a little when she heard it, and walked over to her.

"not comfortable?"

She asked Zhang Xiaoniang, the little woman smiled with happiness, her brows and eyes softened:

"He kicked me a bit." She stroked her stomach, as if she was impatient to share with others, she grabbed Song Qingxiao's hand:

"Qing Xiao, touch it, he is greeting me."