The villain was shocked: his mother used a ghost to coax the child

Old Madam Zhu didn't believe all this, but Zhu Wenyan and his sister believed it a little.

"Someone, go dig around the locust tree in the yard!"

Zhu Xiong was so angry because he saw it with his own eyes right after he said this.

His mother nearly fainted.

Wen Qingliu raised his hand and said, "Second Master Zhu, there is no need to bother. Please tell me Zhu Nuan's birth date and then marry a drop of Second Master Zhu's blood."

Zhu Xiong had a puzzled look on his face, but he still reported his youngest daughter's birth date.

Wen Qingliu rummaged in his sleeves and pulled out a talisman.

"My secret weapon, the Clairvoyance Talisman."

According to the birth date and time given by Zhu Xiong, Wen Qingliu picked up a pen and wrote it on the back of the talisman.

Then, Zhu Xiong bit his finger, but perhaps because of nervousness, he didn't bite through it for a long time.

Anxious Zhu Wenyan grabbed the embroidery needle from the basket and stabbed it.

"Miss Liu, what should we do next?"

Wen Qingliu raised his eyebrows. This sister was worthy of being the future head of the Zhu family.

He was so cruel to even his own brother.

She didn't hesitate and squeezed out the blood and pressed it on her birth chart.

The next moment, the talisman seemed to have come to life, twisting continuously between Wen Qingliu's two fingers.

Seeing this, Wen Qingliu lowered his head and whispered.

"I will now use the blood of a close relative as a guide to find the person whose birth date and time this person belongs to. If he is alive, I will lead him home. If he is dead, I will find him and then combust."

Immediately afterwards, the talisman broke through the air with a whoosh, flew out of the window, and circled around the locust tree several times.

Finally, it stopped in an area covered with weeds, spontaneously combusted in the air, and its ashes fell into the weeds.

Zhu Wenyan's face was pale, and he and Zhu Xiong supported each other.

"Someone come! Dig right there!"

"Madam, there is a woman in the old lady's courtyard, and the master is there too!"

"Just now the maid in the old lady's courtyard came to ask Madam to come over."

Hearing this, the woman coughed twice.

"Cui'er, come and help me. The master is really a fool. Even if he wants to take a concubine, he doesn't have to hide it from me."

Cui'er responded and came closer to support.

Ever since the second young lady disappeared four or five years ago, the lady has been bedridden.

The master therefore drank all day to drown his sorrows, and the relationship between the two was greatly damaged.

"Miss! There's a black jar."

Li, who came to the door, was a little confused when he heard this.

Is my sister here too?

Li Shi was supported by Cui'er and walked into the courtyard.

"Sister, Master, where is Mother? What is she doing?"

Hearing his wife's voice, Zhu Xiong's heart trembled and he looked up at Cui'er who was supporting her.

"How dare you! Who allowed you to bring your wife out?"

Cui'er was shocked and knelt down immediately.

What's wrong with the master? Why is he so angry?

Li took a few steps closer and said in a weak voice, "Master, don't be angry. I came here because I wanted to."

"Even if you take a concubine, if the mistress is not present, my sister will be laughed at by outsiders."

"Take a concubine? When did I take a concubine?"

Li looked at Cui'er with a puzzled look on her face.

"It's Nanny Zhen. She told Madam to come quickly because the Master wants to take a concubine."

Zhu Wenyan sneered, this Nanny Zhen and Old Madam Zhu are really of the same mind.

Wen Qingliu sighed. If the lady hadn’t come, she would have almost forgotten about this nanny.

"Miss Zhu, can you please excuse me for a moment?"

As he spoke, Wen Qingliu kept looking at Zhu Xiong's wife.

Zhu Wenyan also took a look, and as if she thought of something, anger rose on her face.

But she suppressed her emotions, nodded, and walked to the corner with her.

"Master Liu, is this about Nuan Nuan?"

Wen Qingliu nodded and lowered his voice and said, "Nuannuan's bones were ground into powder by Nanny Zhen herself."

Zhu Wenyan frowned, thinking that if the bones were made by the nanny beside Old Madam Zhu.

That!

"Master Liu, may I ask, what is this meat paste?"

Wen Qingliu nodded: "It was indeed made by Old Madam Zhu herself."

Hearing this, Zhu Wenyan nearly fainted and had to hold on to the wall to keep his balance.

"Spring Equinox, come here."

Hearing this, Chunfeng walked closer and bowed.

"Go bury Nuan Nuan properly."

Chunfen is Zhu Wenyan's personal maid, and she is the one who speaks to Zhu Nuan.

At this moment, she couldn't help but redden her eyes.

"Yes, ma'am."

Chunfen picked up the jar, and with every step he took, the feeling of heartache became more obvious.

Zhu Xiong couldn't hold back any longer and started crying.

"Husband! What's wrong with you?"

Hearing the crying, Chunfen couldn't walk anymore.

Zhu Xiong fell to the ground, holding his wife's hand tightly.

"That jar! In that jar... is our Nuan Nuan!"

Li was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips into a smile.

"My husband, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Looking closely, Li's smile seemed to be forced.

Zhu Wenyan walked over and supported Li.

"Sister-in-law, what Xiaoxiong said... is true."

Li forced a smile, her eyes red.

"Hold on, don't lie to me, Nuannuan just got lost, how could she be in such a small jar?"

"That jar is not even as tall as Nuan Nuan."

Zhu Xiong used his hands and feet and reached Chunfeng in a few steps.

He held the jar in his arms and burst into tears.

"Nuannuan, Nuannuan! Daddy misses you, Nuannuan!"

Seeing this, Li could no longer deceive herself and grabbed Zhu Wenyan's sleeve with trembling hands.

"Sister, tell me, tell me this is fake, it's all fake, right?"

Zhu Wenyan took a deep breath, and even though he was reluctant, he told Li all the facts.

Li staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The next moment, she pulled out the hairpin on her head and rushed into the house with all her strength.

"Old witch! Give me back my warmth!"

She raised the hairpin and stabbed it hard into Madam Zhu's chest.

At the critical moment, a yellow talisman came over.

The hairpin slipped out of his hand and sank into the wooden pillar.

Li looked over and saw Wen Qingliu standing at the door with his arms folded and a stern face.

“Madam Zhu, the dead cannot be resurrected, why bother killing this old witch and getting another life on your hands?”

Li covered her face and cried, her voice was so lonely that it seemed as if it would be shattered by a single blow.

"She killed my Nuan Nuan. She deserves to die."

Old Madam Zhu was still in shock and breathing heavily.

But when she looked at the door, she found that it was neither her son nor her daughter.

Their expressions were extremely cold, as if her life or death had nothing to do with them.

She was sweating profusely, and a chill crept up from her back.

Using her hands and feet, she crawled over and grabbed Zhu Xiong's clothes.

"My son, my son, I am doing this for your own good!"

Zhu Xiong's eyes were red and he looked straight ahead.

He said in a trembling voice: "Mom, since childhood you have only cared about me and ignored my sister. I am the beneficiary and have no right to say anything."

"But I didn't understand until now that you didn't love me. I didn't want to study and felt tired, so you asked for leave from the teacher."

"I had fun at home for a month. During that time, my father urged me to go back to school several times, but you refused."

"I thought you were really doing this for my own good, but when I returned to school I realized that I couldn't understand anything they were learning."