This scream startled Momofuku who was stunned. She had not heard the sound for a long time, but the sudden sound was so sad, angry and plaintive that Momofuku even trembled involuntarily.

"No! You can't do this -" A woman in blue and white clothes with long hair reaching her waist frantically tried to rush into the ancestral hall, but was pulled back by the people chasing behind her and had to struggle desperately at the threshold.

Among the people who were offering sacrifices, the leading man in gray clothes with a short beard immediately stood up with a frown on his face, and in an extremely cold voice said to the man next to him who was so thin and haggard that he could not even lift his head: "Third brother, hurry up.

Go and have a look! How can a woman enter this Jiao Shen Temple?! If she wants to make a fuss, she has to be a bit measured!"

This cold and unemotional language seemed to wake up Lao San, who was secretly absent-minded. He hurriedly responded and hurried to the door, using his weak body to stop the woman who was trying to rush into the ancestral hall: "Lian'er, don't stop.

It’s no use making trouble.”

The woman raised her head, her face full of tears, and cried out in grief: "No, you can't do this, Yi'er is our son, and you are his father, how can you be so cruel!"

"Lian'er..."

"Qing, Yi'er is just a child. You can't take him to the sacrifice cellar... He will be afraid and in pain... Please let me go on his behalf. I am willing, I really am willing... The fortune teller also said when I was a child

However, my destiny and horoscope are very strange. Maybe, maybe I can get what the Imperial Master wants with me! Please, Qing, just let it go..."

The woman's incoherent words made the man's eyes immediately turn red. He took a deep breath and said nothing, but the sadness in his eyes could not deceive anyone. Yes, he was a father, but an incompetent father.

Momofuku and the man took a deep breath almost at the same time. The fresh air filled her chest, and her mind immediately became clearer. Now that she had figured out what was going on, the scene in front of her had nothing to do with her.

The previous ghost calendar was related to "Jiao Ji". If I remember correctly, this crazy woman is Yi'er's mother - Song Yanlian, and the man is Yi'er's father, his name seems to be Shi Qing.

Baifu once heard this story told by Yi'er himself, and also personally experienced the despair and burning pain of being abandoned by relatives. Baifu once felt injustice for Yi'er, and even despised the cowardly parents. It turns out that caring

Behind her son's knowledge, there was such sadness and sorrow. Although Baifu had no children and did not understand the painstaking efforts and selflessness of being a mother, the despair and sadness in Song Yanlian's cries also shocked Baifu.

However, this cry shocked Baifu, but it failed to shock Shi Qing's eldest brother, the cold and tough man in gray. He walked towards the two of them expressionlessly, with steady and determined steps. When he reached the pair

When he was in front of the poor couple, he didn't say a word, he just raised his hand high and slapped his brother Shi Qing fiercely on the face.

"Useless thing, I really don't know how the Shi family could give birth to a guy like you!" The man in gray squinted at Song Yanlian with an extremely indifferent look, and said with almost no trace of humanity, "Third brother, hurry up and send your siblings back to the house.

, don’t embarrass yourself in front of the cellar god and ancestors again!”

"Brother..." Shi Qing was not as obedient as expected, but his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, "Brother..."

Although it was just two incomplete sentences and the following words were not spoken, the man in gray still felt like a mirror. He finally let go of his pretense of indifference, sighed, and said softly with a tired face: "Yi'er, he...

Although he is not my flesh and blood, as an uncle, I have watched him grow up. Why don’t I feel sad when I send him to the memorial hall this time?...But this matter concerns the entire historian, and as the head of the family, I must not ruin it because of a child.

The whole family will ruin the lives of hundreds of people in this cellar! You should go back. You are still young anyway and can have a few more children. If not, I will adopt my son to you. Anyway, it won’t happen.

It will leave you with no one to rely on when you grow old."

"No!" Song Yanlian shouted heartbreakingly, "Brother, you are Yi'er's biological uncle. Yi'er is so good and obedient... As Yi'er's mother, how can I give up my child?

Watching him die tragically in the cellar?! If Yi'er was really your flesh and blood, would you really send him to the cellar for sacrifice?!"

The man in gray stiffened, turned his back slowly, closed his eyes and said: "Brother and sister, I am also a father. How could I not know the pain of you and my third brother? But this matter concerns the young and old of the Shi family, but as a child

, how can I let my elderly parents go to jail and suffer all kinds of hardships?"

Song Yanlian rushed over and hugged the man in gray's legs tightly, begging hard: "Brother, I know it's not easy for you to be the head of the family. If you want to hand over someone, just hand it over to me and let me take my place. I

He is connected by blood to Yi'er, and also has rare horoscopes, and both comply with the requirements of the Imperial Master..."

Baifu's heart felt sour, pitiful parents all over the world. Song Yanlian was actually willing to exchange his own life for the life of his child, and was not afraid of the pain of sacrificing the cellar. It was frightening to think about it. If it were his own life,

After having a child, do you have the courage to do this? Baifu asked himself, but did not get an answer. After all, the love of parents for their children cannot be experienced by imagination.

The man in gray also looked soft, but then he scolded: "Stop talking nonsense! Yi'er was still personally selected by the Imperial Master. This is his life, and he cannot blame others. Brothers and sisters, you should go back and rest quickly. Take advantage of this opportunity.

Two days... stay with him longer." After saying that, he waved his hand gently, and immediately several servants waiting aside came over and dragged Song Yanlian out, who was lying on the ground.

But Shi Qing was still kneeling on the ground blankly, motionless. The man in gray looked at his ashen-faced brother and said softly: "Go and take a good look at her."

Song Yanlian's desperate cries still reached Baifu's ears intermittently. The kind of heartbreak was something Baifu could never have imagined. This made Baifu suddenly think of the little devil that pestered Ning Zhenhua - Yi'er, if he

Knowing that his mother once wanted to exchange her life for him, he shouldn't still feel desperate while lying in the cellar being swallowed by the fire, right?

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