Murong Yan held her head and screamed, her whole body curled up and trembling, and she nervously grabbed Yang Zimei's hand, "Save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, it's too ugly to die!"
Yang Zimei looked embarrassed.
What this girl was worried about was not that her death would be painful, but that her death would be ugly.
"You look ugly now."
Yang Zimei untied the spell unhappily.
Murong Yan looked at Yang Zimei with empty eyes.
Yang Zimei didn't want to get too entangled with her here, so he drew symbols on her abdomen with his fingers and solved the abdominal curse.
Seeing that my originally bulging lower abdomen suddenly returned to its original flatness like a deflated balloon, I was surprised, happy, crying and screaming.
"Now, I've helped you treat your problem. I don't ask for your thanks. I just hope that you won't provoke me again in the future. If you provoke me again, I can't guarantee that your belly won't swell again. Moreover, I will
I won’t help you either.”
Yang Zimei said to her coldly.
Murong Yan glanced at her, her eyes less resentful than before, but more fearful.
Only now did she truly see Yang Zimei's magical power, and only then did she understand why her uncle, who was fearless in everything, was also afraid of her.
I was so stupid before that I dared to challenge her again and again.
From now on, let alone provoking someone, even if you see someone, you will take a detour and run away.
*
After coming out of Murong's house, Yang Zimei refused Murong Yunqing's pick-up and went home directly.
The new house over there is almost completed, and I will soon be able to become neighbors with my family, without having to be unable to see each other every three days.
When I opened the door, I saw my sister Zixi doing her homework quietly and her two brothers sitting on the floor playing with building blocks, which made my heart feel warm again.
"Sister, are you back?"
Yang Zixi saw her first, put down the pen in her hand, rushed over, hugged her, and complained, "You haven't been home for several days, I miss you so much."
The two younger brothers also put down the blocks in their hands and ran over. Each of them hugged one of her legs and called her sister sweetly, looking very attached to her.
Looking at his younger siblings, Yang Zimei felt happy and warm, but also sad.
As a sister, I really neglected my duty and couldn't grow up with them.
Grandma came out of the kitchen and saw her, her wrinkled old face was happy, "Niuniu, I had a hunch that you would come back today, and you are cooking your favorite dish, hehe."
"Thank you grandma!"
Yang Zimei let go of his younger siblings, walked to grandma, held her arm, "Grandma, let me help you wash the vegetables, okay?"
"You girl, didn't you hate going into the kitchen before? Why are you just thinking about helping grandma wash vegetables today?"
Grandma rubbed her hair angrily, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've lost a lot of weight. Look at your chin, it's sharp. Is the food cooked by Master not to your liking?"
"Grandma, where did I lose weight? I just weighed myself yesterday and I gained another five pounds."
Although I am a little busy and tired these days, Sadako is cooking all kinds of dishes in different ways. She eats a lot, and she is in the growth period. She has really grown taller and fatter. Why does grandma every time
When I saw her, she said that I had lost weight?
"It would be better to weigh another thirty kilograms." Grandma said with loving eyes, "I'm so thin that I'm as thin as a bamboo pole. Grandma is heartbroken."
Yang Zimei looked embarrassed. If she weighed another thirty kilograms, she would have become a fat girl.
"Grandma, do you really want me to turn into a big fat girl so no one wants me?" She rolled her eyes deliberately.
"Grandma wants it!" Grandma touched her face, "My Niuniu is the most beautiful girl in the world, how could no one want her?"
Yang Zimei's eye circles turned red again.
If she really becomes ugly, the only people who don't dislike her are her family members.