Chapter 52

Nanny Rong was sitting on her marriage bed with a big face, her wrinkled old face was washed clean, her hair was combed to be smooth and smooth, and she specially changed into brand new clothes.

While knocking on the melon seeds, he waited for Chu Yunyao to come back.

Beside the plate containing melon seeds were two golden ingots she had hidden under the bed.

On the other side of the plate was a set of white cotton skirt and a painted female ghost mask.

Chu Yunyao almost forgot that this old godly woman knew medicine, probably after she left, she realized that the skulls on her face and quilt were painted with chicken blood, not human blood.

Seeing Chu Yunyao's return, Mother Rong touched her old face that had subsided in swelling, shook the skin of the melon seeds in her hand, and dropped it on the ground, and looked at Chu Yunyao with a ferocious expression: "Little bastard, you are finally back!" Yes, it really is an unpopular thing, the young marshal accompanied you back home, your father didn't even leave you to spend the night at your mother's house."

Looking at the messy room, Chu Yunyao's indifferent face instantly turned cold: "Who gave you the guts to play wild in my room?"

All the cabinets were opened, all the clothes and sheets were cut and thrown on the ground in a mess, and the shoes were one here and the other here.

There was also a new pair of dark satin shoes, which actually went over the old godmother's bound feet.

What Chu Yunyao hates the most in her life is other people rummaging through her things, let alone being a disgusting old hag.

Although neither Mo Lingyuan nor the Chu family bought anything for her, neither the bride price nor the dowry, the president who protected the media and the face-saving wife of the warlord still prepared some things.

The brand-new quilt and the clothes and shoes of the four seasons are of good material and style, and she still likes them.

Now it's all unusable.

Chu Yunyao was already furious, but now she was even more furious.

Seeing that Chu Yunyao's angry little body was trembling, Nanny Rong even retorted, became more energetic, and rushed towards Chu Yunyao waving her long, sharp nails.

Cursing and cursing in his mouth: "Little Sao hoof, see if I don't tear your mouth, do you think the young commander accompanied you back to your mother's house, just to take you seriously? Don't even look at what the hell you look like, just outside Pulling a little beggar is more decent than you.

Today, my mother will teach you a lesson for your mother who died young, and let you know what rules are. "

Chu Yunyao grew up being held in the palm of her father's loving brother, and her mother, like Wen Ruyi, passed away early.

Hearing Nanny Rong say this at this moment, she was already so angry that she was so angry. The moment Nanny Rong rushed over, she raised her foot and kicked her heart, kicking her to the ground.

Still feeling puzzled, he grabbed the vase on the table, stepped on the old woman's stomach, and swung the bottle to hit the old woman on the head.

The moment Nanny Rong fell to the ground, the sharp and ear-piercing howl pierced the tranquility of the Young Marshal's Mansion and alarmed everyone.

The butler, who was washing his feet, didn't even have time to put on his shoes, and rushed over with his people in a hurry. He saw Chu Yunyao stepping on Nanny Rong's heart with one hand, and holding the neck of the broken vase in the other hand. Aimed at Rongmao's head, it seems that she will continue to smash...

"I can't do it, I can't do it." The butler turned pale in shock, rushed over and pulled Chu Yunyao aside, and snatched the porcelain bottle from her hand, "Young Madam, hurry up and give it to the old slave, so as not to hurt your hand, What should I do if someone dies?

Nanny Rong was sent by the wife of the warlord! "