Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

As a result, Yi Jiale lost his focus again and was caught by the Eagle and eliminated.

Yi Jiale no longer had the heart to pay attention to the jokes. Instead of worrying about what happened to that family, he might as well just look forward to finishing this game quickly and starting the next one.

Banggeng seemed to have lost his soul, dragging his heavy steps, and he looked confused and absent-minded all the way. His eyes, which used to be lively, became lifeless at this moment, staring blankly ahead, ignoring everything around him.

Finally, Banggeng walked slowly into the yard. At this time, Xiaodang and Huaihua were sitting at the door happily playing the cat's tumble game. When they saw their brother coming back, they immediately smiled brightly and greeted him in unison: "Brother, you're back! Mom went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a lot of fresh meat today, and said she would make us delicious twice-cooked pork tonight!"

However, Bang Geng didn't seem to hear the excited words of his two sisters at all. He just nodded expressionlessly and uttered an indistinct "hmm". Then, he continued to walk forward like a zombie, with a blank and confused look in his eyes.

When passing by the kitchen, Bang Geng saw his mother cooking in the kitchen, and there was a tempting aroma coming from the pot. But this did not arouse his interest at all. He even ignored his beloved grandmother standing beside him, not to mention taking the initiative to greet her. In this way, Bang Geng walked straight to the room and slammed the door. After entering the room, he collapsed on the bed as if relieved, quickly took off his coat and threw it on the ground. Then, he grabbed the quilt next to him, covered his head with force, curled up into a ball, and hid in that small dark world.

Banggeng closed his eyes tightly, curled up into a ball, and hid in the quilt, shivering. The disgusting scenes he saw during the day kept flashing in his mind, as if these scenes had been deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that this was just a nightmare, and as long as he opened his eyes and woke up, everything he experienced today would disappear, as if it had never happened. However, no matter how hard he tried to break free from imagining these scenes, those disgusting scenes always followed him in his mind and could not be shaken off.

He hated himself for being so curious.

Seeing her grandson's abnormal behavior, Jia Zhang was extremely worried. She called Banggeng's name softly and walked to the bedside to sit down. Seeing that Banggeng still had no reaction and even refused to show his head, Jia Zhang felt her heart suddenly panic, as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

"Banggeng, my dear grandson, what's wrong with you? Tell grandma quickly! Did someone bully you? Or did you encounter something unpleasant?" Jia Zhang asked anxiously, with an obvious tremor in her voice.

At this time, Qin Huairu, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the noise coming from the room, and immediately stopped what she was doing, put the wok aside, then quickly took off the apron around her waist, wiped her greasy hands casually, and hurried into the room.

As soon as she entered the room, Qin Huairu saw Jia Zhang sitting on the edge of the bed with a worried look on her face, while Bang Geng on the bed was curled up in the quilt and didn't move. She hurried forward and asked with concern: "Bang Geng, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom and grandma, okay? If you have any worries or difficulties, just tell mom, and mom will definitely help you find a way to solve it."

At the same time, Xiaodang and Huaihua also heard the unusual noise in the house. After looking at each other, the two sisters walked in curiously. They stood at the door, looking timidly at their brother on the bed and their mother and grandmother who were standing around the bed with worried faces, not knowing what had happened.

When Banggeng heard what his mother said, he angrily pulled back the quilt and sat up.

His eyes were extremely complicated. He just stared at his mother, his lips trembling slightly, as if he had thousands of words to say, but in the end he didn't say a word. Because once those words were spoken, the whole family would be turned upside down. How could he tell his mother, "I saw you being affectionate with another man"? It was too difficult to say.

Banggeng subconsciously turned his head to look at his two younger sisters and his grandmother, and felt conflicted. He knew that if his younger sisters heard these words, it would hurt their young hearts. His grandmother was old and in poor health. If she was upset by this, the consequences would be disastrous. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Then, Banggeng turned his head weakly like a deflated ball, not even daring to look at his mother again, and fell on the bed, pulling the quilt over his head. At this moment, he just wanted to isolate himself from the world, not think about the scene he just saw, and pretend that nothing had happened. However, the disgusting scene kept flashing in his mind like a nightmare, lingering...

Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu tried their best to persuade Banggeng, hoping that he would stick his head out from under the quilt, even if it was just to say a few words. However, no matter how they begged and coaxed him, Banggeng was determined and covered his head tightly, refusing to respond at all.

As time went by, the two mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law gradually felt at a loss. In desperation, they had to turn their eyes to the well-behaved and sensible Xiaodang and Huaihua, and told them: "You two stay here and accompany your brother, talk to him more, maybe he will be willing to pay attention to us after a while."

After making the arrangements, Qin Huairu turned and walked into the kitchen and began to get busy. She skillfully picked up the spatula and stir-fried the dishes in the pot, and the aroma soon spread. At the same time, Jia Zhang was sitting by the bed, holding the unfinished cotton shoes in her hands. After putting on her reading glasses, she was sewing and looking up at her grandson who was curled up in the quilt from time to time. Every time she looked at him, she couldn't help but sighed; when she looked again, she sighed again. Those sighs seemed to carry her endless worries and heartaches for her grandson.

Banggeng was the only child of her Jia family. If anything happened to him, how would she explain to her ancestors after she passed away? How would she explain to her Dongxu?

But this child is stubborn. No matter how they persuade him, he just won't speak or tell them what happened. It really makes people anxious and worried.