Rebirth Of The General’s Granddaughter

The back of the palms and hands are full of meat, and whichever piece is crushed, it hurts like a diamond's heart.

The position of the Purple Ghost in the heart of the Old General is unusual, as the whole province knows, especially those who wait beside the Old General.

So as soon as she came in, Wan Sook, the big maid next to the old general, gave her a salute and let her in without asking.

Purple walked in and out of the house, and Grandpa was staring at the painting of the grandmother hanging from the wall.

That's what the superiors really mean. I shot my head in defilement and blamed myself for carelessness.

After dinner, he comforted Grandpa and saw that he was in a good mood, so he thought he was okay.

Now think about it, when so many things happen during the day, especially between myself and my father, it's hard to get water on fire, and of course my grandfather will be sad.

The only reason she doesn't know is because she doesn't want to worry about being sad.

Purple Ghost walked over, stretched out his arms, hugged Grandpa's waist, and tightened his body against Grandpa's wide back.

General Mu turned back and hid the pain between his eyebrows. “Why aren't you asleep at this late hour? ”

“I miss Grandpa, I can't sleep.” Purple and delicate replied, “Grandpa, can you play chess with me? ”

“It's late, aren't you sleepy?” The old general looked at his granddaughter a little uncomfortable.

What happened during the day left a shadow in his heart, not to mention his granddaughter? It's not good to be so disgusted by your own father.

The old general thought about his son's attitude towards Purple Ghost. He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart and show more pity for Purple Ghost. Touched her head, full of pity.

At first glance, in just one day, Grandpa appeared to be two points old again, and the intense guilt and self-blame in his heart rose again.

Once again, he plunged into Grandpa's arms and blamed himself: “It's all my fault, I shouldn't turn against my father. He's going to beat you up and scold you, just go with him. But I didn't know that would happen. Grandpa, do I really hate him? Hate to have a demon? ”

She felt guilty, she had to lie to Grandpa. If Grandpa knew all that she and her superiors had colluded in, Grandpa would be more sad and disappointed.

Some marinade, still don't let Grandpa know, let her do it well. In the last life, she was too kind and simple, and the ending was just as tragic; in this life, she would do whatever dirty things she could to protect herself and her loved ones from harm.

Go to hell, go to hell, and do whatever it takes to live well!

Of course the old general doesn't believe in ghosts. The point is, Artille's not dead. Where's the ghost?

However, he did not believe that his granddaughter would really do the offensive and unfaithful thing to his father, so the suspicion in his heart was surprisingly consistent with his granddaughter's worries at this moment.

Mu Yingrui will be beaten, must be purple ghostly, demonic, think of himself as Artille, teach the father of the unkind bastard a lesson.

But it still doesn't make sense. The slap mark on the son's face is obviously bigger than the granddaughter's hand.

The old general was confused. Looking at her granddaughter, she asked, "Can't you feel anyone else in the study? You don't have to blame yourself. The slap mark on your father's face is much bigger than your hand. It will never be your fault, Grandpa. You can still see that. Who will protect you in the dark? ”

Ever since Purple Hidden's accident in the mountains, he has sent two guards to protect his granddaughter. But the Guardian would never dare to teach his son a lesson.

The old general thought of it and muttered to himself: "Is it true that your mother is back from India? ”

Purple Ghost listened to Grandpa's question. The more guilty he became, the two guards Grandpa sent had already been controlled by her. No one will listen except for her orders. You can't blame her for doing this. She really didn't want to let her grandfather know what she was doing in secret, causing her to worry.

Purple Ghost was helpless. He had to continue acting and jump at Grandpa, so he asked excitedly: "Grandpa, are you serious? Is Mother really back? ”

Though acting, the thoughts in my heart are true. The desire in your eyes can't fool you.

The old general's heart hurried and hurried to his granddaughter's soft words to console him: "Ghost, do you miss your mother? Whether your mother's back or not, she must be thinking about you too, you know? ”

Purple nodded and tears finally came out of the irresistible rally. Every time we think twice about each other on the Good Friday, let alone the Mother of Mercy. When will she miss her mother?

This evening, Grandson and grandson surrounded the heater, playing chess and thinking about their loved ones until after midnight.

Purple Ghost did not even go back to "Hidden Abode", but slept with her clothes on a soft bed in front of Grandpa's bed.

The next day the snow stopped and the sun came out. Even though the sun is not very bright, it still disperses the chill after the snow, making people feel a little warm.

New Year's Eve, master or slave, seems to be getting better. Even the unpleasant part that happened yesterday seemed to pass along, and few people paid special attention to it.

Everyone quickly got busy, not only to clean up outside the house, but also to stick to the gods, patch the Spring League, patch the yearbook, hang the door cage, etc. after visiting the ancestors in the afternoon, but also to reward the slaves with silver and new clothes.

After a year of hard work, the rewarded silver at this time can catch up with the usual six months of salary silver, and the slaves are of course very happy.

“Ah...” But when I woke up early in the morning, the scream from Yiping Ju surprised everyone!

Everyone wanted to go over there, but when they thought about yesterday's warning, they immediately took a break from listening to gossip. They lowered their heads honestly and did their jobs, and nobody dared to go over and investigate.

At this time, "Yiping Jiu", Wang Yiping looked at his head that was smoother than an egg, and was already scared to death.

There was no awareness at all. Had Red not come in in in the morning to see her bare head, she would have shouted loudly. She would not have known her hair. At this moment, there was none left.

The ghost shaved his head! Think about yesterday, when Mu Yingyi woke up, he was terrified: “It was her, it was her, it was Artille who came back. She hit me, I know she hit me, she resented me for not treating the ghost well.” She instantly thought of the word.

Is it true that Artille's interracial ghost is back? Or did that girl Mu Ziyu screw up?

It's possible. This damned girl now has martial arts, pretending to haunt her father, then shaving my hair, it's not impossible.

Little bitch! I can't spare you.

Wang Yiping thought of this and stood up suddenly. You can think of Artille's ghost, and he jumped back and sat down, and he panicked. What if the ghost of Artille is really sneaking around? Repeated murders of her daughter would make her resentful and revenge on herself possible.

What am I gonna do now? A woman's hair is life, and if someone finds out I'm bald, I don't want to be human.

Wang Yiping touched his bald head. He really wanted to cry without tears. He didn't even know what to do.

At this point, he listened to the door slammed open and then listened to Wise Wisdom shouting: “How can this be? How am I supposed to get out of here? ”

Before I finished, when I saw Wang Yiping's bald head, I shouted: “You... You... How did this happen? ”

Meanwhile, Wang Yiping also saw Mu Yingrui's strange touch. His jaw was quite elegant, his beard on both sides was missing, and his naked jaw was even cleaner than that of the eunuch.

“You... Your mustache...” Wang Yiping said that and quickly covered his mouth. He dared not make any more noise.

'Cause she's already seen Mu Weiwei's eyes, and that's killing the anger. He stared at her so straight, scolding him, "It's all you, it's all you. How could Artille have done this to me if you hadn't been so bad all the time? ”

True, he was an asshole before, but there was no argument against his daughter, and Artille, apart from being indifferent, never wanted to deal with him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have had to do it herself, and sending Wesley would have killed him. It must have been impatient to shave him again after beating him so hard.

Beard, it's a symbol of a man. How can you go out without it? It's Spring Festival! If all the provinces are going to have a feast, they may have to attend the palace feast. In this way, let alone the Emperor, this is the main general's house, he dares not take a step! No one's laughing at me!

Wang Yiping didn't dare hit the cavity and his brain was running fast. This must not make Mu Yingwei feel like the ghost of Atil. Otherwise, he will become a sinner. He will hate himself for not telling, and will never help her against Mu Ziyu again.

Don't tell me you're not sure it was Artille. Even if it was, what? Do you have to hold your hand? No, it's ghosts, they have to fight themselves.

In anticipation of this, Wang Yiping cried out: “Sir, do you believe this is your sister's fault? As far as the concubine knows, the elder sister is cold, but the human being is very kind. It is not harmful to some small animals. How can she do anything to beat the husband and make him look ugly and humiliating? This must still be a ghost, she has martial arts now, she is also a medical scholar, it is too easy for her to move such hands and feet. Sir, you should not blame your concubine here now, but ask the old man to do justice for you, thoroughly investigate the matter, I do not believe that there is any reveal. ”

Wang Yiping still knows Mu Yingrui better. Her ears are soft and she can't stand being provoked.

The reason why Mu Yingrui rushed in angrily to find her account was to listen to Aunt Fourth Aunt's wind ignite: “Sir, afraid... I'm afraid the former lady did. When the concubine woke up, she really saw a woman standing in front of her bed. At first glance, the woman dressed in front of her lady looked just like her. The concubine tried to scream, but she couldn't open her mouth. Soon, she didn't know anything. Ma'am, this is killing the master! The old lady can't wait to leave this alone, can she, sweetheart? ”

Well, Mu Yingrui had not yet determined that it was Artille's ghost, so ignored by the Fourth Aunt, he also lost his mind and rushed to "Yiping Ju".

Nowadays Wang Yiping was so stunned that he thought less than two minutes and rushed into Songtaoyuan again.

Go inside and see, Ziyu and Dad seem to have just returned from practice, they haven't changed their uniforms yet.

He broke in and the two of them turned their heads together. When they saw him, they all stood still. After a while, Purple Ghost asked in surprise: "Father, you... Your beard? ”

Not to mention the moustache, mention the moustache, Mu Yingwei looked at his daughter's face, just as he saw the enemies of life and death, biting his teeth and angry: “You pretend to be crazy and sell fools again, isn't that what you did? ”

After that, without waiting for Purple Ghost to answer, he shouted to the old general: "Father, look at this girl, learn martial arts, don't come to work, do something unfaithful. Last day, pretending to be possessed by her mother's ghost, she beat me to death. At night, she shaved my beard, and her mother's hair. How does this get my son and his mother out to meet people? ”

The old general was overwhelmed by his voice and reacted from the shock of his transformation into a "eunuch”.

I couldn't help but laugh and ask, "What are you talking about? You said a ghost shaved your beard and your daughter-in-law's hair? ”

“No, who is she?” Mu Weiwei shouted: “She is the only one who has a grudge against us; who can do this to us so unwittingly, besides her, who knows martial arts and medicine? Besides, Aunt Four said she saw a woman yesterday, dressed in Artille's lifetime clothes, come to my bed. It's not this dead girl pretending to be a ghost, is it true that Artille's ghost is back? Father, do you believe there are ghosts in this world? ”

“Yes,” the old general replied without hesitation. "It is neither believable nor possible to say that they do not exist. Somebody, bring Auntie Four. General Ben has something to ask her. ”

The old general was surrounded by only one maid, one woman and two women. Sister-in-law Xia is the daughter-in-law of the old general's special driver, and the maid is Wan Shu.

Commander Wan Sook, bring the Fourth Aunt soon. As soon as Aunt Four saw the old general's tiger's eyes and feared his calves softly, she pounced down on her knees: “Seeing the old lady, the old lady Kim An Wanfu. ”

“Tell me more about when you saw the Grand Lady's ghost last night.” The old general commanded. The sound contains a hint of unrecognizable excitement.

Just scream for the drug abuser, shave her hair first, then beat her up. Take it easy, the show's in the back. Save the ticket, add a thousand words today, it's bigger on the weekends.