Chapter 83 (1/2)

”Hermione, which Hermione? Is that the wild species my father used to live with the wild girl outside? ” This is what Huo Yanyan, the daughter of the second bedroom, said. The girl is spoiled and lawless. No one pays attention to her. What she said is so vicious.

”Who says it's a wild seed? If you want to say that, you are the second mother and father's offspring, aren't you also a wild seed?” When he said this, he was smiling, so it seemed like he was joking.

Shen Jiani's face changed a little after listening

Huo Yanyan is also unhappy. ”Brother, how can I be the same as her? I grew up in our Huo family. My mother has a reputation. Her mother is not the last bitch to run away with the driver.”

After hearing this, Huo Mian just glanced at Huo Yanyan, and said in a cold voice, ”it's not only bad words that cultured people don't open their mouths and shut their mouths. It seems that the cultivation of famous Huos is just like this.”

”Who are you talking about Huo Yanyan was furious and almost got up.

”Yanyan, don't make trouble, don't look at any occasion,” she said

”Since we are here, let's wake up together. Ah Quan will bring her a filial piety cloth.” Huo Zhenghai, who never spoke, said.

”Yes, sir.”

Later, the servant brought a long white filial piety cloth. Huo Mian took it and tied it to his head.

Then kneel slowly beside the hall

In the middle of the hall is the old lady's portrait, kind-hearted.

Huo Mian only felt sad in his heart, but he didn't reach the point of tears running down his face, which was too fake.

Huo's family knelt for a while and then had a rest. Huo Yanyan knelt for only a little while and said she was dizzy and was helped into the villa.

Huosi Yi also escaped by entertaining his friends. Only Huo Mian and huosi Qian are left in the afterlife hall.

”Xiaomian, take a rest when you are tired, instead of kneeling all the time.”

”I'm not tired.” Huo Mian said as he burned paper in the basin.

”I'll have dinner in a moment. Get up and wash your face first.”

”I'm not hungry.” Hermione refused again.

Jos looked at his face quietly

After a while, he said, ”if it wasn't for mourning, you wouldn't have come into this house, would you?”

”Yes.”