Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 128 Yan Ming delivers fruits

People in the Yan family's main room were also whispering.

"What kind of monster is that Su Mo doing? Her abilities are highlighted every time."

"It's a stick and it's poking the ground. Those who don't know better think it's a big show."

"I have never seen her like this. She seems to be the best in the world."

Because Yan Yan was seriously injured, although his condition was gradually recovering, he could occasionally speak soberly and even curse a few people.

But most of the time he was weak and unconscious.

He was so thin that almost no flesh could be seen, his face was covered with a thin green-yellow skin, and his legs were like compasses, without much strength.

Luo Si's remaining medicine had long been used up, and the bumps on the road caused many of his wounds to tear open.

Even if the person carrying him loses his balance, he will be thrown down.

Every time at this moment, it felt like there were countless knives piercing his skin and cutting his bones and flesh at the same time, causing pain all over his body, including the seams between his bones.

He was shivering in pain and had goosebumps all over his body.

He couldn't even muster the strength to lose his temper. He was so weak that he gritted his teeth every day.

Sometimes he also thought that he would just forget it, it would be better to die a hundred times.

But when he thought about the person who caused him to be here, strong hatred burst out in his eyes.

He had to make it to the penal colony alive.

He couldn't let Yan Yi and Su Mo have an easy time!

After Luo Si lost her money, Tang Si felt that she had gradually taken over the dominant position in the big house. Listening to the words of everyone in the big house, she showed rare wisdom.

"I think it's not that simple. How about we use wooden sticks to explore the way."

Xu Shi has suffered too much and has naturally learned to grow. Her thoughts now are often different from those when she was first exiled. She knows that Su Mo has real abilities.

Just because you don't like this person doesn't mean you won't use this person's methods to benefit yourself.

However, the people in the big house didn't buy it and looked at Tang Si as if he were a mentally ill person.

"Mom, you asked us to get sticks, look at the shackles we are wearing, how do we get them?" Yan Ce complained.

Yan Yan also glared: "Nonsense, look at these people in our big house. They are sick and injured, and some of our gentlemen are wearing shackles. Even if the money is gone, they can't be removed. You should be careful." Haven’t we thought about what you’re thinking? Use your brain when speaking from now on!”

Inexplicably triggering her husband's anger, Tang Si could only shut up.

Yan Ming seemed to have made a lot of determination. He squeezed Han Jin/Jin's hand and limped towards his wife, Wang Feng, in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

Wang Feng noticed Yan Ming's steps.

He used to walk with a limp, but now that the road is difficult to walk, walking becomes even more difficult.

But Yan Ming held the thing in his hand tightly and never relaxed for a moment.

Wang Feng didn't know what Yan Ming was going to do. Her heart was like a twined hemp rope, sometimes turning twice clockwise and sometimes tightening counterclockwise.

Yan Congkuan's alarm bells blared in his head, his face darkened a bit, and he stood beside his mother to support him.

What is this person doing again?
Those days when his mother suffered a lot of grievances rushed into his mind.

He looked at Yan Ming with obvious hatred.

Yan Ming's presence has been very low these days. He neither pleases the big house nor bothers them. Yan Congkuan also deliberately prevents himself from paying attention to Yan Ming.

They have never interacted with each other and are living in peace.

Just when he thought he could be at peace with Yan Ming, Yan Ming walked towards his mother Wang Feng again.Yan Congkuan felt that the unknown fire in his heart could not be suppressed.

It's close, Yan Ming is getting closer.

Yan Congkuan's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he clenched his hands tightly, as if he could throw out a punch at any time.

Wang Feng noticed Yan Congkuan's strange behavior, rubbed his fists, and shook his head gently. Wang Feng's gentle smile was like a beam of light penetrating into Yan Congkuan's frozen heart, and the strings in his heart relaxed a little.

Yan Ming was obviously a little nervous. When he looked into Yan Congkuan's angry eyes, he didn't know what to say.

He stared at Wang Feng, his lips moved several times, but he didn't say anything.

Then, he opened his hands, and two red wild fruits slid down the shackles into Wang Feng's hands.

Then he turned away.

It felt like there was a wolf chasing him behind him, running for his life.

Because he was walking too fast, the road was difficult to walk, and because he was lame in his legs, he fell to the ground without noticing.

But Yan Ming didn't care about this, he grinned stupidly.

It seemed that what he sent out was not two wild fruits at all, but two genuine gold bars.

He thought about Wang Feng's gentle smile just now countless times in his mind. Yan Ming felt as if he had eaten candy, it was very sweet.

But before he was sweet enough, Yan Congkuan's annoyed voice came from behind: "Who cares about you two broken fruits? We have too much to eat. I told you to stay away from us. Don't you understand?" ?”

His voice was trembling, and he didn't know whether it was excitement or anger.

The two wild fruits were warm to the touch, and it was obvious that Yan Ming had been holding them in his hands for a long time.

The skin of the wild fruit was wrinkled and a little greasy, but it could be expected that this was the best thing Yan Ming could produce on his way to exile.

He was reluctant to eat it himself. He must have rubbed it in his hands for a long time before he made up his mind to take it.

The days when he was abandoned by his father flashed before his eyes. Yan Congkuan felt the grievance in his heart like a bursting of embankments, and his whole heart was filled with salty tears.

At first, Dafang's people didn't want to see his father because his father was lame, so his father Yan Ming went all out to get close to Dafang.

Now he and his mother don't pay attention to that useless father, and he keeps coming to deliver fruits again.

Does he take it as a matter of course who treats him well, and whoever treats him badly, does he rush to warm up to others?
what is this?
What a shame!

Totally shameless!
After Yan Congkuan finished yelling, he found that his mother had been staring at Yan Ming's back, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

He turned to one side, blocking Wang Feng's view: "Mom, are you soft-hearted?"

Wang Feng couldn't explain how she felt. When Yan Ming used them as pawns to please the big house, she felt aggrieved and resentful. Under her gentle appearance, she even swore to Yan Ming, hoping that he would never be taken seriously by the big house.

This kind of person deserves to die alone.

But when Yan Ming Baba came to deliver the fruit, the warmth from the fruit spread to her palms, and all she could think of was the sweetness of when they first met.

She only felt that her nose was sour and her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Feeling her son's indignation, Wang Feng quickly calmed down her emotions and shook her head gently.

After getting a positive answer, Yan Congkuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just don’t be soft-hearted!

People like his father should not marry or have children.

Since everything has happened and cannot be changed, we can only not recognize each other and not disturb each other!
(End of this chapter)