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

Chapter 88 88 Mianbao prevents disasters
He happened to meet Qin Dafeng face to face as he went upstairs.

Qin Dafeng was more than ten years older. His hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, his back was stooped, and he was shambling.

She didn't see Siming's cotton-padded jacket, or in other words, her eyes were empty and numb, and she couldn't see anyone.

The cotton-padded jacket stared at the black and turbid air on her body, tilted his head and said, "It's bad luck."

Qin Dafeng was like a mad dog that suddenly went crazy, baring his teeth and lunging at the cotton-padded jacket.

"Who are you calling unlucky? You are the unlucky bitch. You are unlucky. You are a disaster star and a broom star. I will tear you apart."

Mianbao has been having bad luck, and Qin Dafeng is very sensitive to words like bad luck.

As soon as Mian Yao raised his fist, Si Ming kicked him out, protecting Mian Yao and looking at Qin Dafeng coldly.

"You have a lot of bad luck on your body, and you will have constant bad luck. It can range from minor illnesses to minor disasters, to severe death, so be careful."

"Let's go, girl." He held on to his cotton-padded jacket tightly and strode away.

Qin Dafeng lay on the ground and digested Siming's words for a long time.

When he looked up in hindsight, he could no longer see the two of them.

He immediately got up and chased them out, only to see two people at the gate.

"Don't go, stop, make it clear, make it clear, you are not allowed to leave..."

Qin Dafeng's voice was very sharp and shrill, as if he was crazy, making everyone stop.

Siming and Mian Jiao also stopped and turned around to see Qin Dafeng rushing toward them.

Qin Dafeng grabbed Si Ming's sleeves tightly and asked with red eyes: "What do you mean, it was me who harmed my son, or who implicated him?"

Siming frowned, not quite understanding what Qin Dafeng meant.

The cotton-padded jacket said: "It's not you, it's the big fat man's bad luck that happened to you. His bad luck even raised a delicious one, which I ate."

Qin Dafeng looked confused and couldn't quite understand what the cotton jacket meant, but he firmly grabbed the sleeves of the cotton jacket.

"You know, you can see, you can save my son, right?"

"Save my son, please save him. As long as I can save him, I will do anything. Please..."

Qin Dafeng bent his legs, knelt down, and kowtowed to the two of them, but he saw blood after just two or three blows.

The white hair is disheveled, the look is sad and crazy, and the face is full of blood, which always makes people feel a little moved.

Qin Dafeng is cruel and vicious, but he really loves his son.

The people around him couldn't stand it, and they all tried to persuade Mian Jiao Siming that if he really knew something, he could help him as much as he could. If it worked, he would give it a try.

Siming didn't realize that Qin Dafeng's bad luck came from Mianbao.

But I believe in cotton-padded jackets.

I'm really curious about how strong Mianbao's bad luck is, so that the people around him can be so bad.

No need to persuade him, he will agree to go and have a look.

"Get up first and take us to see if it's okay. I can't guarantee it."

Qin Dafeng was overjoyed. He completely ignored his injuries and wiped his old face with a hopeful smile: "Okay, okay, look, let's go, I'll take you over here..."

Qin Dafeng, who had always been ferocious and ferocious, became cautious and groveling.

Mian Bao was right next door to the three Mian family members. He looked as haggard and skinny as the three Mian family members.

However, Mianbao seemed to be wrapped in a dark cocoon, and the bad luck was so strong that it almost became a reality.

But compared to the three Mian family members who were almost exhausted, Mian Bao seemed not to have been sentenced to death.

He should still live for a long time and live in pain.

It's just that the fat man back then is now just a handful of dry firewood, which is inexplicably pitiful.

The cotton-padded jacket screamed in surprise: "The big fat man has turned into a little skeleton. It's bad luck and smells bad."

Qin Dafeng couldn't listen to these words, and he endured it again and again, so he didn't get angry at the cotton jacket.

Siming looked at Mianbao's situation carefully and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Did he prevent disaster for others? Who is so angry and resentful that he can cause so many disasters?"

It's strange to say that reviving a corpse like a cotton-padded jacket is against the laws of heaven. Ordinarily, even if it is done by ghosts, there should be some minor disasters.

but no.

The cotton-padded jacket stared blankly at his boss's probing gaze.

Siming smiled and rubbed Mian Yao's hairy head.

Qin Dafeng heard the key and asked urgently: "So, someone deliberately harmed my son. Who is it? Who is so vicious and wants to harm him?" Under the ferocious face, there is a pair of ferocious eyes. She really dared to tear that person alive. The person who harmed Mianbao.

Siming shook his head: "I don't know who it is, but it must be a close blood relative to use such a secret method of transfer."

"Perhaps you can look at the people around you and see who should be unlucky, but always get through it without incident."

"And during that time, your son will encounter disaster inexplicably."

This is almost as good as saying the name directly.

The answer to these words is self-evident.

Siming didn't say it clearly. Firstly, it was more credible for the Mian family to understand it than if he said it directly. Secondly, the Mian family might have other blood relatives.

Qin Dafeng would naturally know if there were other blood relatives.

Regardless of whether it was her Qin family or Mian family, within three generations, except for the four of them, everyone else was dead.

The remaining ones who don't know, maybe are related by blood, can't be called blood relatives.

So, Mianyi...

Qin Dafeng was not stupid. Mian Yi and Mian Yi were at odds with each other. She did not rule out that Siming was panicking and deliberately sowing discord. Therefore, it was rare for her to remain rational and not scream and kill.

"What's the solution? What's the solution to save my son? Do you have any?"

Siming said: "The method is very simple. Find the magic weapon that the person used and destroy it. If you can't destroy it, you can come to me."

"By the way, how did you find the Meng family in the first place?"

Si Ming had asked someone to watch a family of three before, so that he could know immediately if the three of them caused trouble for the cotton jacket.

But when he learned that they were looking for Mian Yi, they ignored him.

Not long after, I saw them appearing at the Meng family banquet. I was quite surprised and felt that the family of three was quite capable.

Qin Dafeng was stunned for a moment, and his long-standing memory seemed a little blurry: "I just learned about it by accident, right?"

Siming didn't ask any more questions. He glanced at Mian Bao and then at Mian Jianyong, who was squatting in the corner with no sense of presence. He took the cotton jacket and left.

There were quite a few unexpected discoveries today.

Mian Yi, that incompetent heroine, was hidden deeper than he thought, and was actually related to the evil cultivator.

After coming out of the hospital, the two went to have lunch and then returned to the cleaning company.

The cleaning company was deserted, and there was no one else except Xi Shi who was bored, eating melon seeds and reading novels.

Si Ming asked Mian Yao to play with Xi Shi while he went to dissect the man in black robe.

Xi Shi shared melon seeds and novels with Mian Jiao in a rare and generous manner.

When Mian Jiao came into contact with these for the first time, he was very curious, and then gradually became addicted.

When Siming came out of the darkroom, it was already dark.

He was also worried that the cotton-padded jacket would complain that he was hungry, but when he saw the little jacket holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand, he had forgotten to eat them and stared directly at the book in Xi Shi's hand.

Written in capital letters with three characters "Jin Ping Mei"

command...

His forehead was beating wildly, and he knew that he couldn't let the smelly girl and the fat girl play together.

He stretched out his hand, with a dark face, picked up the cotton-padded jacket by the collar and left directly.

The two people who were mesmerized by the sight were trembling all over, and were frozen by the air-conditioning on Si Ming's body.

Cotton Jacket waved his paws to resist: "Si Ming, look, look, I haven't finished it yet."

Si Ming was very happy: "How can you, a scumbag who failed in exams, still understand the book?"

Mian Jiao was unconvinced: "If you can understand, I'm awesome."

Siming's fist hardened again, and his eyes swung at Xi Shi: "You're fine. I forgot to tell you that there are ghosts here after dark."

"Ah...Boss Si, wait, let me go together..."

Xi Shi crawled to chase the two of them, but in the end, she was only one step away and watched the elevator door close.

Then, the light flickered and she remembered the novel she had read earlier.

"There's a Ghost in the Office"

"Ah~~"

(End of this chapter)