The president of a wealthy family imprisoned the wild bride

After sweeping the tomb, the group rushed to the family ancestral hall to worship without stopping.

The chubby butler of the Li family had already arranged the sacrificial objects properly.The carefully selected tributes carry the good expectations of family members for this year's fortune.

Gu Meng looked at the roast suckling pig that was enshrined in front of the ancestors of the four major families. It had a fat head, big ears, and a shiny body. There was a big red flower tied to its head. It looked like a chubby butler. .

The old man of the Li family stood in the first row, and the heads of the four major families and the younger men stood in the second and third rows in order of seniority, and the last row was reserved for ladies and gentlemen. .

There is no doubt that if one stands by one's position in the family, the position on the tail belongs to Gu Meng.

But Lu Ziyan rushed to stand behind, saying that she was the youngest and should stand last.

It can be seen from the positions of worship that the four major families are still very traditional in their bones.

"Bye..." the fat butler shouted with a drawn voice.

Gu Mengmeng everyone kneeled on the futon together, and quickly followed suit.

"a ha ha ha......"

Everyone had just bowed before they were interrupted by the sharp and piercing voice. The footsteps of the visitor were very messy, and the shoes made a rattling sound when they stepped on the bluestone board.

Fu Junshan turned his head first, and Gu Meng saw his expression was ugly.

"Why don't you call me on something as big as ancestor worship?"

It's Zhao Lu!Gu Meng remembered her coquettish voice.

Gu Meng turned her head slowly, startled in her heart: How did she become such a ghost?

You know, all the women in the four major families are first-class beauties.

Even the two wives, Shen Man and Sheng Xuemei, although they are nearly fifty years old, still have charm, especially the aura of wealth and nobility in their bodies, which increases day by day with age.

But Zhao Lu in front of her seemed to be a different person, and no one would associate her with a wealthy lady.

She permed her long hair into instant noodle rolls, and she let it loose on her body in a mess. Her face was pale and bloodless, and she came out wearing pajamas and slippers in the winter.

Her arms were hanging stiffly by her side, and Gu Meng's eyes fell on the two scars on her wrist.

Seeing this, Fu Wanyin immediately got up, took off her coat and put it on Zhao Lu: "Mom, why did you run out again?"

"Hush!" Zhao Lu put her index finger on her lips, and her panda eyes looked around in horror.

She said softly: "Wan Yin, keep your voice down, don't let your father hear, or he will lock me up again."

Zhao Lu didn't attend the party at Li's house on the first day of junior high school. At that time, Gu Meng heard Fu Junshan lightly mentioning that she was not in good condition.

Now it seems that Zhao Lu is in a bad state of mind.

Fu Junshan also stood up and frowned at the crazy Zhao Lu: "Wan Yin, take your mother back first."

Hearing Fu Junshan's voice, Zhao Lu seemed to be greatly stimulated, her eyeballs almost popped out.She shook her head violently, her messy hair covered most of her face.

When she spoke again, her voice suddenly raised several degrees: "No, I won't go back, those bad women..."

With a splitting headache, she raised her arms as if trying to hold her head tightly, but the tendons in her hands were severed, and she couldn't use her hands at all, so she just hung down near her temples, looking like a zombie.

"The group of bad women wanted to poison me, I saw them all, and they put medicine in my food."

"Mom, you misunderstood, nurse..."

Looking at her youngest son, Zhao Lu suddenly softened her eyes, and interrupted, "Wan Yin, don't even you believe what Mom said? It's true!"

Seeing that his mother was suffering from persecution paranoia, Fu Wanyin had a distressed expression on his face. He patted Zhao Lu on the back in an attempt to calm her down.

"Those sluts thought they could marry into a wealthy family if they killed me." Zhao Lu spat, "Bah! Dreaming!"

Seeing that Zhao Lu's words became more and more outrageous, Fu Junshan became angry: "Enough!"

Fu Junshan's roar made Zhao Lu tremble in fright, and quickly hid behind Fu Wanyin.

Fu Junshan said to his youngest son: "What are you still doing in a daze? Take him away quickly, isn't it embarrassing enough?"

Fu Wanyin nodded silently, then pulled Zhao Lu outside.

Seeing this, Gu Ruolan got up quickly, and said to Shen Man, "Mom, I'll see Aunt Zhao off."

"Yeah." Shen Man looked at his best friend and sighed for a long time.

The farce ended here. After worshiping the ancestors, everyone dispersed, and each family continued to worship the tablets of their ancestors.

Gu Meng knelt in front of her mother's tablet, and asked silently in her heart: Mom, your daughter finally avenged you, are you happy?

Actually, Gu Meng didn't even know what kind of person his mother Bai Su was.

Not long after she was born, Bai Su died of massive bleeding. Bai Su's death was regarded as an ominous sign by the Gu family, and even her father, Gu Cheng, also felt it was unlucky.

From childhood to adulthood, no one told Gu Meng what kind of person her mother was.

It was only when she was punished by Shen Man that she accidentally heard people talking about it, which was not a good thing anyway.

Gu Meng felt that her mother should be gentle, timid, and submissive, otherwise she would not have ended up in such a tragic end.

Therefore, she kept telling herself to live like a briar growing among thorns.

Just when Gu Meng's thoughts were wandering, a figure suddenly knelt down beside her.

She thought it was Li Jie again, and was about to drive him away, but when she looked up, she saw Gu Rufeng!

Seeing the doubt on Gu Meng's face, Gu Rufeng said, "Stinky girl, what kind of expression is that on your face! Could it be that I can't even worship Aunt Bai Su?"

Gu Meng glanced at Gu Cheng and Shen Man, their eyes fell on Gu Rufeng, but they didn't stop them.

"You are the future heir of the Gu family, my mother can't bear your kneeling."

Although Gu Meng knew that Gu Rufeng sincerely wanted to worship his mother, he still couldn't help but sneer.

The two have been fighting like this in private for 18 years, and Gu Rufeng is no stranger to it.

Gu Meng originally thought that the Qingming ancestor worship would end so smoothly, but an accident still happened.