Chapter 8 Bullying your mother? Then let's have a feast

The clan elders frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Chen Qingyin was the first wife of the Hu family who was married in a formal ceremony. Logically, she could enter the ancestral hall regardless of whether she gave birth to a son or not.

But...

The elders of the clan did not want to intervene in the conflict between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law, so they stopped talking and sided with the Hu family.

Hu Lan stood beside Hu Yunshen with a smile: "Sister-in-law, then you can take Mianmian to the front hall and wait for dinner."

Chen Qingyin looked at Hu Yunshen.

Even Hu Yunshen nodded: "Madam, you take Mianmian over first, we will come after we finish visiting the ancestral temple."

Chen Qingyin's heart felt as if it was hit by someone, making a dull sound.

She suffered heavy bleeding when she gave birth to Hu Mianmian, and had to use strong medicine to save her life.

Her life was saved, but she could no longer have children.

Hu Yunshen was not with her at that time, but he wrote her a letter to comfort her.

He clearly said that he would not embarrass or look down on her just because she couldn't give birth to a son.

So what does it matter if he now condones his mother-in-law's contempt for him?

Hu Yunshen saw the tears flashing in Chen Qingyin's eyes.

His voice became slightly solemn: "Qingyin, don't embarrass me, go back."

The bitter feeling in Chen Qingyin's heart finally turned into one sentence: "Okay, Mianmian and I will leave first."

Only if you like him, you are willing to bow your head for him and endure for him.

Hu Mianmian pouted.

Confused mother, why are we leaving?

They are the ones who should leave. Don't they want to eat? Then let's start the feast!

The little girl wanted to see who else could enter the ancestral hall that she couldn't enter.

Chen Qingyin pulled Hu Mianmian and turned around. There was a dark yellow flash in Hu Mianmian's eyes, spiritual power was flowing, and the wind and clouds were surging.

The servants in the yard hurriedly held down the banner.

"How did the weather change?"

"looks like it's going to rain."

Mrs. Hu in the ancestral hall said, "In this case, let's finish worshipping our ancestors quickly, otherwise it will rain and wet the banners, which would be unlucky."

A crowd of people hurriedly lit candles, burned copper basins, and played sacrificial texts.

Chen Qingyin picked up Hu Mianmian and said, "It's going to rain soon, don't get wet, my dear."

Hu Mianmian hugged her mother's shoulders and said, "Mom, you have Mianmian, so you don't have to worry about the rain."

Chen Qingyin laughed, and all the bitterness in her heart was washed away by the thoughtfulness brought by her daughter.

suddenly!

A bolt of lightning suddenly came down from the sky and struck directly on the top of the ancestral hall.

With a loud "crash", the roof tiles collapsed, smashing the tablet below into pieces.

"Ah——!" Screams came out one after another from the ancestral hall.

The panicked voices of the servants and maids rang out: "Oh no! The ancestral hall was struck by lightning and is on fire!"

Chen Qingyin turned around and looked at all this in astonishment.

She reacted the fastest and ordered, "Linlang, bring people to put out the fire!"

Hu Mianmian lay on Chen Qingyin's shoulder, watching all this with her round black eyes blinking.

Gradually, spiritual power dissipated from her body.

There was only thunder but no rain, and the fierce wind intensified the fire.

The flames quickly engulfed the banners and scriptures used for sacrifice.

Old Madam Hu cried anxiously and slapped her thighs: "It is so unlucky that the banner was burned. Oh, God, if you want to strike me, please strike me, don't torment Rong'er!"

Hu Mianmian's watery eyes flashed with surprise.

Hmm, this is the first time I hear such a strange request.

Then satisfy her!

Hu Mianmian stretched out her chubby little hands and waved them towards the sky.

Then, with a crackling sound, thunder suddenly fell to the ground, emitting a dazzling purple light.

Directly blow away the pig heads, sheep heads and other offerings on the altar.

Old Madam Hu screamed and fell down in fear, hitting her head on the overturned altar and fainting instantly.

Hu Mianmian stretched out her little hand and called out in a baby voice, "Pig head, pig head flew onto her."

Chen Qingyin quickly put her daughter's little hand in her arms and whispered, "Mianmian, shh!"

Rong'er was so scared that he burst into tears and crawled under the table, crying loudly.

Hu Lan wanted to save her mother, but was afraid of being struck by lightning.

Hu Yunshen was even more angry: "What nonsense is mother talking about at this time? She really attracted thunder."

Mr. Hu said anxiously: "Quick, carry them all out!"

Hu Yunshen carried Rong'er out immediately.

Everyone went out, but no one dared to carry Old Madam Hu.

Who made her just pray to the sky that there would be thunder to strike her, and then her wish would be granted immediately.

Everyone thought it was weird.

Seeing that they were all gathered at the door, they left Old Madam Hu lying on the ground.

Chen Qingyin put Hu Mianmian down.

Hu Mianmian pouted: "Mom, why do you care about her?"

Chen Qingyin touched her daughter's head.

"Mianmian, be good. No matter how bad she is, she is still an old woman. Mother should go and see if she is okay first."

Hu Mianmian looked at Chen Qingyin's back and sighed silently.

Her mother is so kind!

There are so many big and strong men, but none of them are as good as her mother, a weak woman.

Hu Mianmian had had enough fun and waved her little hands.

Strangely enough, the dark clouds that had been lingering over the ancestral hall suddenly dispersed.

The sunlight poured down, illuminating the dilapidated ancestral hall.

Hu Lan's eyes widened: "This... Could it be that a god really passed by?"

The tribe elder stroked his beard and looked up at the clouds and mist dissipating.

"I've lived for almost seventy years, and this is the first time I've encountered such a situation. I'm afraid Rong'er will bring trouble to your family."

Hu Yunshen came back to his senses and immediately defended, "Nonsense! It's just a coincidence."

Chen Qingyin pressed Madam Hu's philtrum and finally woke her up.

After waking up, Mrs. Hu came to her senses and pushed Chen Qingyin away.

"It must be because you didn't pay enough attention when you decorated the ancestral hall, and you made the ancestors unhappy!"

Hu Yunshen stepped forward and said, "Mom, don't say Qingyin like that."

Mrs. Hu didn't look at them and quickly hugged Rong'er in her arms.

"My dear, I'm glad you're okay."

Hu Mianmian walked forward and held Chen Qingyin's hand with her small hand from behind.

Feeling her daughter's soft fingertips, Chen Qingyin turned around and smiled at the little girl.

She felt sad when she was scolded by her mother-in-law, but she was somewhat relieved because of Hu Yunshen's protection.

Hu Yunshen said, "The thunder came suddenly just now, and the etiquette for Rong'er's entry into the mansion has not been fully completed. It's better to make do with it for now and find an opportunity to do it again later."

Mrs. Hu quickly agreed.

It's just one step left, Rong'er has to kneel down one by one to recognize his relatives.

He first knelt in front of Mr. Hu, and when he served him tea, he couldn't utter the word "Dad".

Mr. Hu was also a little embarrassed.

It's weird that his grandson calls him daddy!

Hu Yunshen reminded: "Rong'er, hurry up and call, don't make everyone wait anxiously."

Rong Er had no choice but to offer tea, kowtow, and call out to Master Hu: "Dad..."

Hu Mianmian blinked her big eyes: "The sound is so quiet, I can't even hear it!"

Rong'er was frightened when he heard her voice and couldn't help but yell again: "Dad!"

Mr. Hu nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, be good." He took the tea and drank it.

Hu Yunshen felt bad, but he could only comfort himself in his heart that it was Rong'er who called him.

It was Grandma Gao's turn. She was very embarrassed at first, but only after Grandma Hu asked her to sit down in a sarcastic tone did she dare to sit down.

As soon as Rong'er called out "Mom", she quickly helped the child up.

Finally, when Rong'er called Hu Yunshen "Big Brother", Hu Mianmian hid in Chen Qingyin's arms, her little body shaking with laughter.

　Maybe I like Mianmian too much. I fell asleep thinking about the plot last night, and then I really dreamed of a little fox at night. It held an apple in its mouth and pretended to give it to me. I reached out to take it, and it ran away, and then ran back to me. It felt like it was teasing me... Let's just say, if it's Mianmian, you are too sinister! I am your biological mother, and the apple must be given to me!