Soon after Zong Lin left Xuanyun Peak, Cai Mi came back.

He found Qiu Cunmo and inquired carefully about the details of the Eye of Earth Fire, saying that he would be accompanying her in the Fantasy Sea Sect during the recent period.

Qiu Cunmo said that he wanted to go back to Fengyun Village.

She has been out for a while and needs to go back and meet her parents so that they won't worry.

Qiu Yisheng's injuries were almost recovered. After sending her back to the Qiu family's old home, he went back to recover, saying that he could come to her at any time if anything happened.

Today's Qiu family is no longer the same as it was a few days ago.

Without those gossips about the second and third bedrooms, the Qiu family's old house is peaceful and peaceful.

Qiu Cunmo inquired from the concierge that his father was away on business, his younger brother was in school, and his mother, Sheng Yingfeng, was the only one at home. He then ordered all the servants to keep quiet, and she was going to give her mother a surprise.

Mother's room is quiet.

Qiu Cunmo guessed that his mother was taking a nap. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a slight sob.

She stopped immediately.

Mother, are you crying?

After thinking for a moment, she tiptoed to the window and quietly looked into the room.

There were several large boxes in the room, and some clothes were placed in a messy manner, including some children's clothes and even a few pairs of baby shoes.

Sheng Yingfeng did not sleep either. Instead, she sat at the table and fiddled with something. She wiped her tears with her hands from time to time and could hear obvious sobbing.

Qiu Cunmo hesitated for a moment, then turned to the main entrance and tiptoed around the screen.

"Aniang."

Sheng Yingfeng was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to see her, and stood up in surprise: "Mo'er, you're back, come and show my mother-in-law. Your eldest brother wrote back and said that it's good that you two are together, and he didn't say anything else.

, so much so that I still worry about you all night long!”

"Aniang, my brother and I are grown up, so you don't have to worry. Besides, my brother and I are taking care of each other, so you don't have to worry..."

Qiu Cunmo gently wiped away her mother's tears, made a face easily, and narrowed her eyes to look at the things on the table, deliberately distracting her thoughts.

"Aniang, what are you packing? Are they the clothes from our childhood?"

Suddenly, her pupils shrank and she looked at the things on the table without moving.

"Ah, yes, and no..." Sheng Yingfeng didn't notice anything strange about her.

Because she herself became panicked, she quickly turned around and put away the things on the table.

"I just sorted out the old things and sorted them out casually. When you come back, my mother-in-law will make noodles for you to eat..."

"Auntie, I'm not hungry..." Qiu Cunmo wanted to look at the things on the table again.

But Sheng Yingfeng took her away: "You have to eat even if you're not hungry. As the saying goes, get in the car and dumplings are off the noodles. When you go home, my mother will naturally make a bowl of noodles for you. Let's go, Ah.

Mom goes to make noodles, you can apologize to grandma..."

She dragged her daughter to the kitchen to wash her hands and make dough.

Qiu Cunmo drove away all the cooks, turned around and sat under the stove, holding his cheeks with his hands, seemingly looking at her obediently, but the depth of his eyes made Sheng Yingfeng feel a little flustered involuntarily.

"Auntie, you've never been good at lying!"

"Mo'er, how can you say such things about mother?"

"The way you lie is worse than the three-year-old Qiu Chi, who can be seen through at a glance."

"You kid..."

"Why do the things from the Zhao family become your treasure trove!?"

"..."

Sheng Yingfeng's hand suddenly stopped, she raised her head in horror, looking at Qiu Cunmo in disbelief, but for a moment she had nothing to say.

Qiu Cunmo stared into her eyes and said word by word: "The box on your table has the Zhao family's emblem on the outside! I recognize the Zhao family in Pingyaozhou!"

"Mo'er..."

"You treasure that thing very much. Could it be that...Auntie, you are from the Zhao family?"

"..."

"Auntie, your surname is Sheng, oh, I understand," Qiu Cunmo jumped up suddenly, as if he had discovered a new world, and was very excited: "Mom, is my grandfather's family related to the Zhao family?"

"..."

Sheng Yingfeng hesitated to speak, her expression kept changing, but she just didn't know what to say to her daughter.

Qiu Cunmo was very calm and generous: "Mom, there is no need to be secretive. Although I don't like the Zhao family, I am not the only one in the Zhao family who I don't like. As long as you still have your relatives, I will

like!"

The Zhao family in Pingyaozhou was so big that she would be happy as long as she had nothing to do with that guy Zhao Lingyun.

"But, Auntie, why are you crying? Is it because your grandfather and others are bullying you and not allowing you to return to your parents' home?"

"Mo'er..." Sheng Yingfeng interrupted her daughter and shook her head with a smile: "That's just a box of an old acquaintance. I just cried because I was in love with the scene. How could there be as much drama as you thought?"

"ah?"

"Ah what? Are you stupid? My surname is Sheng, and naturally my father and your maternal grandfather are also surnamed Sheng. What does it have to do with the Zhao family?"

"...Yes ha!"

Qiu Cunmo realized that he had made a mistake about his seniority this time, but then he realized that something seemed wrong.

"But……"

"Stop being so impatient, come here, I'll teach you how to knead noodles and make noodles."

The curious baby in Qiu Cunmo's heart was strangled in the cradle by his mother.

Then she was trapped by the same hands and feet when rolling out noodles, and for a while she forgot about the Zhao family.

While eating noodles, Cai Mi sent Wing Ling and asked her how she was doing now and if she was bored at home.

"Master said that the most important thing in practicing Kung Fu is diligence. Even if you go back home, you still need to practice as you should. Let me supervise you..."

"No, senior brother, I just got home and the stool is not even warm yet, so you are going to supervise my practice?" Qiu Cunmo bit the noodles in his mouth, looking suspicious of life.

The money fan was very calm: "This is Master's order. How about you go and ask Master in person?"

"No, if I ask or not, is there any difference?"

After asking, even if there is nothing, the master can put it on her agenda and let her senior brother supervise her training.

Since the result is the same, why bother asking again.

"Well, senior brother, I'll eat a bowl of noodles, talk to my mother-in-law, and then go practice...you log off first, we can talk later."

"No, Master told me to use the Wing Spirit to supervise you. I am not allowed to turn off the Wing Spirit at other times except when sleeping and going to the toilet."

Qiu Cunmo:......

Is this supervision?

Is this surveillance!?

When she was in Huanhai Sect, Li Baijin didn't even ask her about her homework.

He also said, "The master leads you in, and cultivation depends on the individual."

Everything depends on her own understanding and nature!

Why did she come home and chase her to feed her and force her to practice?

Cai Mi kept his word and insisted on supervising her with Wing Ling on, not even giving her a chance to talk to Sheng Yingfeng.

For several days, Qiu Cunmo almost drove Qiu Cunmo crazy.

In this case, she had no intention of staying in the Qiu family and returned to Huanhai Sect in despair.

The first thing I did when I returned to Huanhai Sect was to hear that Wei Wutong had been promoted.

"Promoted? So quickly?"

"Really? I also find it incredible. That kid was so timid in the dungeon, but he didn't expect to be promoted all of a sudden." Meng Dongliu was filled with envy, "You and I are the only ones left now..."

"How can we be as lucky as him? After all, he is a second-class red elixir, and his talent is a head above us!"

"Who says it's not the case?! Senior Brother Shen said the same thing, he said..."

"Senior Brother Shen? Which Senior Brother Shen?" Qiu Cunmo suddenly became alert and raised his voice.

Meng Dongliu was speechless: "Could it be that Senior Brother Shen? Of course it's Senior Brother Shen Yuelang! Among the core disciples, he is the only one with the surname Shen!"

"Senior Brother Shen? Does he have anything to do with Wei Wutong's promotion?"

"I came to you just to talk about this!" Meng Dongliu glanced around and lowered his voice: "I heard that Wei Wutong successfully advanced to the second floor with the help of Senior Brother Shen! "

"...Senior Brother Shen, help Wei Wutong... advance?" Qiu Cunmo had a bad feeling in his heart.

That day, she clearly sensed the beastly aura on Chen Yuelang.
Chapter completed!