Chapter 1195

Old lady Tang said coldly, "what's the purpose of you and your sister?"

"I don't understand what the old lady is referring to?"

Don't think I don't know. You just want to mix the water with my Tang family. My grandson Tang Jian is not because your sister was beaten to pieces by his father. You are the disaster, which makes the Tang family unable to survive

Song Xuan bit her teeth: "old lady, my sister and I don't want to have anything to do with the Tang family. Our surname is song. We have our own life. If you don't want us to have any contact with the mayor, we won't meet the mayor in the future."

She only wants to get out of the way now, so she can only follow the old lady Tang's advice.

Tang Laofu's even more gloomy: "clever words, you think I will believe your lies? You think I'm old and you want to fool me? Don't dream. "

Song Xuan reached for the armrest of the sofa and calmly said, "I didn't mean to fool you. The old lady can go to check. I live in peace and have no contact with Mr. Mayor. Now he has been transferred to Kyoto. I can't go to Kyoto to meet him. We don't dare to go to tangjiaquan's house. We didn't dare to climb up to the top. We didn't dare to do it in the past, and never will See you, madam

But the old man of Tang suddenly narrowed his eyes. How could Qingru have his two sons when he saw such a beautiful and clever daughter.

Yes, he didn't care much about the two sons. If it wasn't for her excellent Jian, the two sons would have been fostered and ignored for so many years.

How can she stand it?

How can she bear that these two little wild animals are both beautiful and smart, she said in a cold voice: "dare to argue with me, Shen Ma, take her to the small ancestral hall and kneel down, let her reflect."

Song Xuan was worried: "sorry, old lady. I have something else to do. I have to go first."

That Shen Ma can't tolerate her to run. She presses her shoulder, and two other big men stand her up and take her to the small ancestral hall on the second floor.

There is only one small lattice window in the small ancestral hall. The entrance is a row of memorial tablets, all of which are the ancestors of the Tang family. Under the memorial tablet is a futon.

Song Xuan was pushed into the small ancestral hall. She was worried: "what are you doing? Let me out

Shen's mother gives her a push. Song Xuan staggers. She reaches out to protect her stomach and stares at the old woman in front of her.

"The old lady gives you a chance to reflect on yourself. You dare to kick your nose and face ungrateful and turn against you."

Song Xuan covers her stomach and doesn't dare to defy the ferocious old woman in front of her. She can be self willed, but she has a child in her stomach, so she can't make any mistakes.

She had to swallow her anger. She didn't dare to make fun of her children.

She whispered, "OK, I reflect, I reflect."

As long as she stays through this period of time, maybe the old lady Tang will let her go.

She stood in a small ancestral hall with candles on the desk. The atmosphere in the hut was a bit treacherous. It was dusk. The light in the room was very dim, and there was a row of memorial tablets, which made people feel creepy.

Shen's mother said fiercely, "are you so introspective?"

Song Xuan stares at her: "so I have to reflect."

Shen Ma came over and pressed her shoulder: "you have to kneel down and reflect on yourself and promise the Tang family's ancestors that you will not disturb the Tang family."