In the few days after True Monarch of Six Paths left, Diao Yanrong was frightened by Lin Yu's strange behavior when he was about to die, so he restrained his behavior. However, as time went by, seeing that Lin Yuwei was no different from before, he became bolder again.
She was so eager to beg Sun that she actually proposed that Lin Yuwei, who had just given birth to a child less than half a month old, and Zhuang Yan have sex as soon as possible to have another child. After being declined, she immediately started to tossing harder, and even suggested many times that Tongtong was not Zhuang Yan's biological child, but was her biological child.
evildoer.
Quarrels and depression once again filled every corner of the home, and Lin Yuwei spent her days in confinement like years.
Fortunately, one month passed quickly. On this day, Zhuang Yan came to the company early, arranged the day's affairs, and hurriedly returned home.
Tongtong is celebrating the full moon today, and according to the rules of the human world, he has to hold a big banquet to entertain relatives and friends. Although he and Lin Yuwei don't like these red tapes, they are forced to organize it due to Diao Yanrong's power.
After parking the car and before approaching the villa, Zhuang Yan heard Diao Yanrong's shouting and fussing. Zhuang Yan was well aware of his mother's unruly and picky nature, but after all, filial piety comes first, and he has always abided by filial piety.
A hundred years of good cultivation can naturally be fully accepted.
But can Lin Yuwei do it? She shook her head helplessly, solemnly opened the door and walked in.
Seeing Zhuang Yan come in, Diao Yanrong sat down on the sofa and cried loudly: "Is there any justice? I make soup for others and they think it goes sour. Doesn't this cost me the life of an old woman? How can I stay here?
Go down? I won’t let anyone live------"
Lin Yuwei stood aside in embarrassment, and explained to Zhuang Yan with a red face: "No, this soup was made three days ago. It is really rancid. If you don't believe me, try it."
With that said, Lin Yuwei stretched out her hand to pick up the bowl and hand it to Zhuang Yan.
Who knows, Diao Yanrong snatched the soup bowl and scolded Lin Yuwei pretending to be angry: "If you don't want to drink it, you just don't want to drink it. What excuse are you making? At worst, throw it away and no one will drink it in the future."
With that said, Diao Yanrong ran into the kitchen angrily and poured the entire bowl of soup into the sink with a guilty conscience.
Lin Yuwei looked at this scene speechlessly, knowing that there was no proof again, so she shut her mouth knowingly.
"Okay, don't be like the old people anymore, go change your clothes quickly!" Zhuang Yan patted Lin Yuwei on the shoulder and patiently persuaded her.
Lin Yuwei threw away his hand dissatisfied and ran up to the second floor depressedly.
Diao Yanrong took the opportunity and shouted unforgivingly: "What's your attitude? You eat my son's food and live in my son's life all day long, and you can't even give birth to a grandson. What's so good about it------"
"Okay, Mom, please stop saying a few words!" Zhuang Yan reluctantly held Diao Yanrong's shoulders, sat with her on the sofa, and began to persuade her carefully.
While talking, Lin Yuwei had already changed her clothes and went downstairs.
"Mom, Zhuang Yan and I are going to the hotel. I'll ask you to take care of Tongtong!" Lin Yuwei approached Diao Yanrong cautiously, smiling with her face, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
Unexpectedly, a hot face was pressed against a cold ass. Diao Yanrong snorted mercilessly and turned his face away.
Seeing this, Zhuang Yan had no choice but to take Lin Yuwei's hand, say hello to his mother, and walk out of the room directly.
There was silence all the way. As she approached the banquet hall, Lin Yuwei finally couldn't stand it any longer and said resentfully: "Hubby, why don't you let mom go back to your hometown! If this continues, I'm really going crazy!"
"As an old man, there are just too many things to do. You can just say a few words less. Why don't you have any tolerance for others?" Zhuang Yan was irritated by Diao Yanrong's troubles, and his words also showed dissatisfaction.
Lin Yuwei's eyes were immediately filled with tears of grievance, and even solemnity no longer protected herself. How long will this kind of life last?
Sensing his wife's strangeness, Zhuang Yan said helplessly: "When the child is weaned, you will go out to work. With less contact, there will be less conflicts. Just think of it as for your husband, just hold on!"
However, things are often not as good as imagined, and no one knows what will happen next moment.
In front of the banquet hall, Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang welcomed relatives and friends who came to congratulate her. A long-lost smile appeared on Lin Yuwei's face, sweeping away the gloom of the past, making her look radiant and energetic.
"You're in good spirits!" Following the familiar teasing voice, Lu Xiao appeared in front of Lin Yuwei with a wicked smile, looked up and down at the woman in front of him, and continued to speak venomously: "I've gained weight during confinement, why are you?
Is this still the case? Are you afraid of breaking the law of ‘little breasts and no brains’?”
Glancing at him dissatisfied, Lin Yuwei pulled aside Zhuang Yan, who was entertaining guests, and introduced proudly: "This is my husband, Zhuang Yan, and this is my venomous boss, Lu Xiao!"
Lu Xiao smiled unconcernedly, and turned his gaze to Zhuang Yan. It happened that Zhuang Yan turned his head, his eyes met, and the same sentence appeared in the minds of two people at the same time: "How could it be him?"
After a tacit understanding, the two men shook hands quietly and exchanged greetings. Everything went on as planned.
Until the dinner was over, two figures, one black and one white, appeared on the empty seaside.
"Why are you approaching Lin Yuwei? What is your purpose?" Looking at the tall and handsome man with a wicked smile in front of him, Zhuang Yan was the first to ask. In his opinion, Lu Xiao must have known about his existence before approaching Lin Yuwei.
, and then look for opportunities to settle the grudges that occurred more than three hundred years ago.
Looking at Zhuang Yan in surprise, Lu Xiao immediately understood that he still didn't know Lin Yuwei's secret, so he casually said: "Because she is so beautiful, she actually married a thousand-year-old old-fashioned idiot like you. I can't stand it!"
The irrelevant ridicule made Zhuang Yan instantly angry. With a loud shout, a long sword suddenly sprouted from his right hand and stabbed straight at Lu Xiao.
Without summoning the dragon scale sword, Lu Xiao fought with Zhuang Yan with his bare hands. It was not that he underestimated the enemy, but that he did not want to harm his life.
After fighting for more than 200 rounds, Zhuang Yan gradually became anxious. He knew clearly that he was definitely no match for Lu Xiao. He simply became cruel and chanted a spell. The long sword in his hand immediately transformed into a copper mace, and he swung it straight towards Lu Xiao.
Xiao.
"Magic Exorcism Technique!" Lu Xiao blurted out five words as he looked at Zhuang Yan who was attacking him in surprise. He immediately summoned the Dragon Scale Sword and carefully faced the surging attack.
However, after taking a few moves, Lu Xiao already knew that Zhuang Yan's magic skills had not been mastered, and if he continued to fight, he would be exhausted and die. So he simply feinted a few moves and jumped out of the battle circle.
Standing in mid-air with his arms folded, Lu Xiao looked at Zhuang Yan playfully: "It seems that the Six Paths are treating you well. I have taught you all the housekeeping skills. Come and fight me when you have mastered it! Beat me to death now."
It means nothing without you!"
"How do you know the 'Magic Mace to Exorcise Demons'?" Zhuang Yan looked at Lu Xiao in mid-air vigilantly, slightly out of breath.
"I know a lot more!" Shaking his head with a smirk, Lu Xiao reminded the other party disdainfully: "Don't bet on your own life. As a father, you should think more about your children and wife. You
It doesn’t matter if you die, who will take care of the orphans and widows left behind? Use your brain more, you silly goose!”
With that said, Lu Xiao disappeared instantly.
Looking at the empty sky in annoyance, he sighed solemnly and helplessly, and slowly walked towards home------
At the same time, a war was taking place in Zhuangsheng's home.
The suffocation and depression during confinement made Lin Yuwei's originally abundant milk become thin and tasteless, and Tongtong, who was not full, burst into tears again.
Diao Yanrong, who came after hearing the sound, saw this scene and poured out a bottle of milk powder impatiently, still muttering in his mouth: "Your milk is sour and smelly. My granddaughter is too lazy to eat it. Give it to me."
you!"
With that said, he threw the bottle in his hand to Lin Yuwei.
Reluctantly, she stretched out her hand. As soon as Lin Yuwei's fingertips touched the bottle, the hot temperature made her shrink back instantly.
"Mom!" she said with difficulty. Lin Yuwei carefully accompanied the smiling face and tentatively discussed: "The temperature is a bit high. Do you think I should give Tongtong some ice?"
"Why are there so many things?" Diao Yanrong's voice suddenly became louder. Tongtong, who had just calmed down, was suddenly awakened and started crying again with her little mouth curled up.
After futilely coaxing the infant child, Lin Yuwei said nothing and just looked at Diao Yanrong pleadingly.
Impatiently unscrewing the cap of the milk bottle, Diao Yanrong grabbed the cold water cup next to him, poured half a cup of cold water in, shook it a few times, screwed on the cap, and handed it directly to Lin Yuwei: "Here, are you satisfied now?"
Staring at this scene dumbfounded, an unknown anger filled her head. Lin Yuwei put down Tongtong, got out of bed, picked up the bottle, walked to the bathroom in a few steps, poured out all the contents of the bottle, and said nothing.
I made another bottle of milk, tested the temperature on the back of my hand, and then put it into Tongtong's little mouth.
"What do you mean?" Diao Yanrong blushed instantly, pointed at Lin Yuwei, and yelled furiously.
"I mean I'm not satisfied with you!" Lin Yuwei, who could no longer suppress it, finally broke out, but at this moment, Zhuang Yan opened the door and walked in.