flawless

Chapter 212 It's hard to change from extravagance to frugality (2)
"She must have done something immoral!" Chang Shao recalled what Duke Founder said, and became suspicious, "Father, if she was innocent, how could she sneak away by herself while you were in a hurry?"

Chang Shao raised his foot and kicked open the door of the secret room.

Wanniang was crying, and when she saw him coming in, her face was full of surprise, "Baby, you're back? I'm your mother, I'm your own mother..."

Chang Shao's eyes were gloomy, and he stepped in front of her in two steps, and put a knife around her neck, "Did you cry when my brother was just born? Tell me now!"

The child of Duke Founder and Mrs. Lan who died at birth was born on the same day as Chang Shao, and Chang Shao didn't know who was born earlier.However, he was already a tall young man at this time, and when he mentioned the newborn baby, he would naturally regard him as a younger brother, a younger brother who needed his elder brother's protection.

"How could you do this?" Wanniang cried loudly, with tears and snot running down her face, "You're going to be struck by thunder for treating your own mother like this!"

When she first saw Chang Shao, she was full of hope. Now she saw Chang Shao turned his face, disregarding the relationship between mother and child, and was heartbroken.

Founding Duke followed in, shaking his head, "Dalang, this is not what you should do. No matter how bad she is, the person who pointed a sword at her should not be you. Without her, how could there be you?"

Chang Shao withdrew the saber, put the saber back into its sheath, and turned around to face the wall, feeling bored.

Founding Duke sighed, looked at Wanniang with piercing eyes, and said slowly: "I saw Brother Hu's body on the side of the road that day, and I saw you squatting in the grass by the side of the road, right? Why did you run away? It was you who killed him." Brother Hu, right?"

He spoke slowly, drew out his bright long sword, and wiped it slowly.

He wiped his sword, and Chang Shao faced the wall, turning a deaf ear to Wanniang's cries.

Wanniang was so frightened that she even forgot to cry, and said sharply: "No, no! When I saw Brother Hu, he had already fallen on the road, probably killed by officers and soldiers! I...I know that Brother Hu's neck He was wearing a red gold collar, so I wanted to take off his clothes to see if the collar was still there... Before I left, I heard voices, and I hid in the grass..."

Founder recalled Brother Hu's wounds at that time, and felt that her statement was somewhat credible.Brother Hu was seriously injured. The person who killed him should be strong and skilled, and it would not be a weak woman like Wanniang.

"Brother Hu is very kind to everyone in the village. He was killed, and you don't care about anything else, but you want to steal his gold collar!" the founder scolded.

Wanniang lowered her head, her voice was like a mosquito humming, "My brother is gone, I... I am alone, I am short of money... I can't do anything..."

The founding father snorted, and Chang Shao turned his face to the wall, flushed with shame.

This evening, not only the founding father did not return to the mansion, but Chang Shao had something to do, and he also sent a servant back to Mrs. Lan, "I won't go home tonight." Mrs. Lan is used to the days when her husband and son are not at home, so she doesn't care too much , Wuxia was very dissatisfied, and asked crisply, "Daddy won't come back, and brother won't come back, why?" Mrs. Lan coaxed her softly, "This is a common thing, daddy and brother are both busy." Small face, angry.

"This child has been spoiled by father and elder brother." Mrs. Lan felt both funny and distressed when she saw her precious daughter throwing her temper.Jiaojiao, you used to be with your mother, and we lived in our hometown, and you were very well-behaved and sensible. Why did you become like this when you returned to the capital?

"At this time last year, it wasn't just the two of us." Mrs. Lan embraced Wuxia, speaking softly.

Wuxia's small face was full of anger, and after a while, she sighed, "Oh, it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal."

(End of this chapter)