After the real daughter came back, the whole family was so angry that they were jumping up and down

Chapter 82 82 Ma Ruyun’s Thoughts

The ancestors of the Si family made their fortune in business. Mr. Si took over the position of the head of the family and was inevitably involved in business.

In addition, the Si family has people engaged in other walks of life, and the network of relationships is complex. It is not surprising that he has frequent interactions with Mr. Ma, who is in politics.

Besides, there are also people in the Si family who are in politics. Mr. Si's daughter, who is Siming's biological aunt, is in politics.

A few years ago, when Mr. Si and Mr. Ma had the best relationship, they made jokes about Siming and Ma Ruyun.

But when something happened to Si Ming, Mr. Si never really thought about being too deeply involved with the utilitarian Ma family, and he never spoke of it again.

Ever since he was young, Siming had never seen Ma Ruyun.

Ma Ruyun has been as loyal to his command as ever since he was a child.

Ma Ruyun has been abroad for four years. At that time, he also helped Siming to understand his inner thoughts.

She believed that Siming had her in his heart. After all, she had been the only woman around Siming since she was a child.

It's just that Si Ming didn't understand and couldn't recognize his own heart.

As long as Si Ming is stimulated and stimulated, he will be able to recognize her with a sense of urgency and take the initiative to pursue her.

But everything was what she thought. Four years later, she had always heard about Siming, but Siming had never paid attention to her.

Her news was sent right under his nose, but was ignored.

Only then did Ma Ruyun realize that Siming really didn't have her in his heart.

Some time ago, she learned that a smelly girl from the countryside had appeared next to Siming, so she couldn't wait to come back and staged a carefully planned encounter.

Ma Ruyun's eyes swept over the cotton-padded jacket intentionally or unintentionally.

She is confident and charming, she is just a young girl, why should we fight with her?

"Grandpa Si loves to joke. I've been waiting for brother Si Ming, so I can't find anyone."

"You have to help me. Brother Si Ming hasn't figured it out yet. I'm almost turning into an old girl."

Her coquettish and generous appearance can really win the favor of her elders.

Mr. Si glanced at Si Ming. The little bastard seemed to be content with letting the bratty girl bully him. This was not because he was ignorant, but because he was a wrong person.

He will not interfere with who Sun Tzu chooses to be his partner.

Not to mention the current Si family, even the former Si family did not need to rely on marriage to stabilize their status and gain power.

The men in the Si family are not that useless.

If Si Ming likes Ma Ruyun, he can endure his distaste for accepting the common traits of the Ma family.

Siming doesn't like it, but he would rather see it succeed.

Smiling carelessly: "I'm old, and I can't take care of the affairs of you young people."

"I'm very happy that you can come to see me, an old man, but you can't cause problems for me."

Ma Ruyun is not stupid and knows what Mr. Si is thinking.

But she firmly believed that the best choice for the Si family was her, Ma Ruyun.

He smiled and supported his boss's arm: "Okay, okay, I'll just wait for Brother Siming to wake up."

"As long as you don't annoy me, I will have to bother you more often in the future."

"Grandpa is in good health. When I came back, I was still saying that I would invite Grandpa Si to have tea and play chess when I have free time."

Mr. Si was helped away obediently, and he said with disdain, "I won't play with that stinky chess player, it's too bad."

Ma Ruyun chuckled, cute and smart.

Seeing the two of them walking away, Siming glanced at the three nieces next to him: "You guys should go and change too."

The three of them laughed meaningfully, called uncle and ran away.

Siming was baffled that he really cared about the junior.

The cotton-padded jacket lay on Siming's back, already drowsy.

Siming touched the soaked trouser legs of his cotton-padded jacket and carried the person directly back to the room.

Seeing that her room had turned into a pink princess room, the corner of her mouth twitched.

He rubbed the cotton-padded jacket's hairy head and said, "Hurry up and change your clothes."

The cotton-padded jacket doesn’t move.

Siming pulled her and said, "Be obedient. I've changed and I'll get you some delicious food."

This time when he went out, Siming got a lot of souls, which was enough for the girl to eat for a while.

The cotton-padded jacket instantly refreshed and he ran into the bathroom. Within a minute, he changed into it and came out. He raised his head and looked at Si Ming eagerly.

Siming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he gave one to her.

"Sit down and eat slowly while I comb your hair. It's all tangled. You haven't combed it once at home, right?"

Si Ming was also convinced.The cotton-padded jacket moaned and groaned, but didn't pay attention at all.

Siming got used to it, so he combed two flower buds, took out two small pearl flowers and put them on.

Most of his storage space now contains cotton-padded jackets for food and clothing.

Wearing flowers, the ugly duckling finally looks like a white swan.

The ghost in the cotton-padded jacket had also finished eating, and was still smacking his lips and looking at Siming eagerly.

Siming took away the soul she "pulled out" and flicked her forehead: "It's gone today. We'll see how it goes later."

The cotton-padded jacket snorted angrily.

Siming smiled, then asked her seriously: "Tell me exactly what happened that day."

Mian Jiao tilted his head. His memory of that day was not very deep. He was in a daze intermittently, probably because he lost his mind.

He told Siming what he remembered in a few words.

Siming was silent in analyzing Mian Jiao's words, and he had already made a very close guess.

Not surprisingly, the Mian family used something like a puppet for the Mian jacket.

The Mian family is getting bolder and bolder. He had underestimated them before.

"Where's the man in black?"

The cotton-padded jacket patted his belly: "Eat it."

Siming didn't quite understand: "The man in black robe died and turned into a ghost, and was eaten by you?"

The cotton-padded jacket shook his head: "It didn't turn into delicious food. He just ate it. He was bad and bullied me."

Siming's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he really didn't want to believe that he understood it.

How can such a big person eat?
Bite it off, chew it up and eat it?

Can't ah?

"How did you eat? Where did you eat?"

"I just squealed and ate it. It was in my stomach. It smelled so bad that I couldn't swallow it."

Siming looked at the cotton-padded jacket's small, flat belly. Is it in his belly?

"Can you still spit it out?"

"Yes," the cotton-padded jacket stared at Siming with wide eyes, a look on his face that said, "I'll spit it out to you if you want it."

Siming snorted. It was rare that this girl was so generous. She could even spit out what she had eaten.

It seems that I really don't like it.

"Spit up."

Siming wasn't sure what the cotton-padded jacket was spitting out, so he took it to the bathroom, spread an old blanket on the floor, and also took a torn straw mat from the storage space to spread it on.

"Okay, you can vomit."

To avoid making himself sick, Siming was prepared to close his eyes at any time.

But it was no use. The cotton-padded jacket opened its mouth, and its small mouth suddenly resembled a boundless whirlpool space.

The man in black robe appeared the size of a fist, and after exiting, he quickly changed to normal size.

He fell on the straw mat. Apart from not breathing, he still looked like a living person.

Even the extremely frightened expression on his face was still vivid, which showed how scared he was when he was swallowed by the cotton jacket.

Death is also instantaneous.

The soul is gone. I don’t know if it was eaten by the cotton jacket or if it escaped.

After a brief inspection, he wrapped it in a straw mat and stored it in the storage space.

Holding the cotton-padded jacket's chin and looking at her mouth with bared teeth, it was no different.

She flicked her pointed tiger fangs and said, "Don't eat anything dirty and smelly in the future."

"You still feel uncomfortable, tell me."

"Here, here, here, here, here..."

After pointing all over his body, Si Ming resignedly gave up communicating.

"Go out first."

The cotton-padded jacket was not willing to walk by himself, so he lay on Siming's back to carry it.

My own daughter is the favorite of my family, and my old father accepts his fate.

(End of this chapter)