MTL - I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times-Chapter 853 He was tricked

Xiao Wu clearly promised himself that as long as he made peace with the Zhou family and broke with the past, he could come back and become the magistrate of the prefecture.

This matter is not a problem for him at all. The Zhou family has a strong opinion on him. Even his father-in-law and mother-in-law are becoming increasingly dissatisfied with him. It is only a matter of time before he leaves. From now on, if he has the backing of Zhizhou Prefecture and wants to do something in Fucheng, who will dare to show his displeasure?

In order to enter the government smoothly, when the Zhou family proposed to reconcile and leave their son, he agreed immediately.

 In any case, he will be the eldest son of Zhizhou Prefecture from now on. Many women are willing to give birth to children for him, but Zhou is stubborn. There will be times when she will cry.

 But now, what does it mean to say that you can tell him and lock him in the woodshed?

As the saying goes, a gentleman always sticks to his word. He never thought that Xiao Wu would deceive him. As the eldest son of the Bai family and the eldest brother of Zhizhou, shouldn't he prepare a separate courtyard for him and send maids to serve him?

 Why make a mistake?

“Well, watch carefully and don’t make any mistakes.”

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 A group of dogs look down upon others. Now that they are in trouble, don’t let them stand up, otherwise...

Hitting others too much will make them angry.

Looking at grandma’s gentle eyes, Yaya’s big eyes flashed, she nodded and shook her head.

Just when he was desperate, he suddenly heard whispers outside. Bai Anchen immediately raised his ears and silently moved towards the door.

With his physical strength exhausted and his voice hoarse, Bai Anchen leaned against the wall and sat down slowly. Because he was unwilling to accept it, he hammered him angrily a few times.

 The father in my memory is fierce and scary, especially when he is angry, his eyes are the scariest. It was the same eyes that she looked at through the crack in the door just now, so scared that she didn't even dare to come close.

 Bai Anchen was unwilling to give in. He rested for a while and continued to knock on the door. He looked out through the crack in the door. In the huge yard, maids and women passed by from time to time, but no one responded to him.

No one paid attention to him. No matter how angry Bai Anchen was, he couldn't resist the rumbling in his stomach. He looked at the bowl of egg noodles on the ground and turned his head away.

 After being hungry all day, I always felt that the aroma of egg noodles permeated the entire woodshed...I finally reached out my hand.

The more he thought about it, the more resentful Bai Anchen became, his expression ferocious and sinister.

The two young men guarding outside looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and stood farther away silently. Their ears were ringing after he howled for a whole day.

"It is indeed your father who is imprisoned in the woodshed, but he made a mistake and must be punished. Grandma asked people to imprison him to make him lose his memory. He cannot be released yet."

Watching Yaya leave with Dongqing, Baiyunxi looked at her with a sad look on her face and pointed to the chair next to her.

 You accepted your fate so quickly? My character is not very strong either.

Having eaten and drank enough, I started shouting again and again for three or four days in a row.

Bai Anchen was nesting in the dark woodshed, with a look of decadence on his face. Xiao Wu had deceived him, and his mother was indifferent to him... He had no support and confidence in his heart.

 “How are you doing, Qingsong?”

Bai Anchen pulled the door bolt and banged the door angrily.

"You bastards, open the door for me quickly. I want to see my mother. I need to send someone to inform my mother."

Yaya was only a little over three years old when the boss and the cub left. In the blink of an eye, Yaya was already over eighty years old.

Hearing Yaya’s tone, Baiyunxi was stunned.

“Why did Yaya run to the woodshed?”

Listening to grandma’s explanation, Yaya nodded with her eyes wide open.

 In a blink of an eye, two more days passed.

Bai Anchen finally realized that the people in the mansion didn't care about his life or death at all. No matter how loudly he made a noise, no one would pay attention to him.

 One hundred and seventy-eight. Seventy-five. Two hundred and fifty-five. Two hundred and one

On the seventh day, Bai Anchen was completely quiet. He didn't know if he had accepted his fate. He ate the meals he was given every day on time and didn't miss a single meal.

 “I listen to grandma.”

Hearing her mother’s reminder, Yaya pouted.

　Until Yaya ran up to her and looked at her with a troubled face,

“Grandma, I just saw dad in the woodshed. He said that his uncle locked him up and asked me to come over and tell grandma to let him out.”

 Opening my eyes, I saw that the door of the woodshed was open a crack, and an arm reached in and placed a bowl.

Bai Yunxi leaned beside Arhat's bed, twitching his lips as he listened to Mrs. Zhu's reply.

 Where is the mother? Did you know that he was imprisoned in the woodshed?

When he calmed down completely, he suddenly felt that he had fallen into the trap he had set up in advance when Xiao Wu appeared.

Just when she was thinking about how to comfort Yaya, she saw Du Shi walking over with a solemn face.

“After I finished practicing my calligraphy, I wandered around in the garden with Holly and walked over. I heard someone calling me, so I walked over and found that the woodshed was closed.”

When she entered the door and saw her daughter, Du Shi forced a smile.

"Yaya, you're running around again. Today's female beauty is not finished yet. How many times have I told you, things are piling up, and you will cry when the time comes."

  “I have a little impression, but not very clear.”

Bai Yunxi didn't ignore the fear in Yaya's eyes, and snorted silently. It was good for him to live up to the point where everyone hated him.

　　No matter how angry, regretful or venting his anger, no one would pay attention to him and no one would care about his emotions. Thinking about it, Xiao Wu won the first prize and was promoted to the fifth rank. He is the most distinguished person in the family. Who dares to go against his wishes?

Since he had nothing but his identity as a child, he was naturally incomparable. It was not surprising that his mother did not care about him and did not care whether he lived or died.

Baiyunxi nodded,

“Yaya, do you still remember what your father looks like?”

 What he couldn't figure out was why Xiao Wu lied to him and what was his purpose?

And that **** of the Zhou family, she knew clearly that he was about to move into the magistrate's mansion and become the uncle of the Bai family that everyone admired, so why did she propose to divorce? How dare she propose reconciliation?

No matter how much he shouted, no one answered his confusion. After struggling for a long time, he was tired and exhausted. Just when he fell asleep, he suddenly felt a sound on the door.

Bai Anchen was excited and hurriedly went to open the door. Unfortunately, the person outside was faster than him and closed the door with a bang.

 Locked.

 …But he is obviously the eldest son in the family, and they are a family connected by blood, and this cannot be changed.

"I know, let's go now. I only have two leaves left and I'll finish the embroidery."

 “I wish my mother-in-law is here, she must have figured it out and stopped shouting.”

 As the footsteps faded away, the area around the woodshed became calm again. Bai Anchen looked out along the crack of the door and saw nothing but a corner of dark blue clothes.

 “Sit down and talk.”

 After the boss was imprisoned in the firewood shed, although the servants did not dare to gossip casually, there were only a few people in the family and they would all know about it sooner or later.

Du Shi did not sit down, but walked up to Baiyun River with her handkerchief twisted, bowed and bowed.

 “Mom, I’ve thought about it clearly.”