"Ji Yunhe, please listen to me..."
"Your father doesn't want you anymore. What I'm carrying in my belly is his seed. The master said that I'm pregnant with a boy this time. Just go back to my old house. Anyway, in a city as big as Jiangcheng, it's not something you can do." To eliminate thoughts."
Ji Yunhe rubbed his aching forehead, feeling dizzy and about to faint at any moment.
Damn it, which grandson made a sneak attack?
How dare you take action!
Biting the tip of his tongue and forcing himself to calm down, Ji Yunhe stood up unsteadily, holding on to a tree nearby. Bright red liquid was still dripping from his forehead. It was blood!
Her vision gradually became focused. In front of her was a woman holding a shovel, and there was still a little blood on the shovel. Needless to say, the wound on her forehead was caused by this vicious woman.
When Wang Chunmei saw that Ji Yunhe was awake, she said with disdain, "You have pretty eyes so you can glare at people at will, right?"
"I'm telling you... I won't accept the way a man likes you. If you pack your things and go back to your old house as soon as possible, we won't get into such a quarrel. Let's all be well..."
Ji Yunhe covered her bleeding forehead. She seemed to have some strange memories in her mind just now.
She frowned and already had the answer in her mind, that is, she had traveled through time...
The original owner had the same name as himself and was adopted by his adoptive father when he was six years old. Unfortunately, everything changed when his adoptive father married a new wife.
The original owner often didn't have enough to eat because of his adoptive mother's harsh criticism. He dropped out of school early and had to watch his adoptive mother's face every day. He had extremely low self-esteem.
Today, when the original owner wasn't paying attention, her adoptive mother slapped her heavily on the forehead with a shovel. The original owner didn't survive the blow and was immediately chilled...
Thinking of this, Ji Yunhe gritted her teeth in anger, and she felt sad for the original owner.
Is this murder?
If this revenge is not avenged, her surname will not be Ji.
Ji Yunhe, as the ninety-ninth generation descendant of Maoshan, is very famous and is called a wizard in the world of metaphysics.
At the age of eight, she understood Yin and Yang. At the age of fourteen, she pinched her fingers to tell fortunes. At the age of twenty, she traveled from the underworld to the earth. No one dared to mess with her.
Such a beautiful person was beaten to death by a vicious woman after time travel. This is unbearable. If you can't bear it anymore, you have to be more serious.
"What are you going to do? Do you still want to hit me?"
Seeing Ji Yunhe looking at her with complicated eyes, Wang Chunmei was not afraid at all and even pointed at Ji Yunhe and cursed, "Look at how charming you are."
"It's still so disgusting after so many years. Don't say he's from our family when you go out, otherwise our family can't afford to disgrace this person!"
Father Ji heard the sound and ran out, "How can you scold a child like this? After all, I raised him by pooping and peeing."
"Usually you turn a blind eye if you go too far, but how did you beat the child today? Come back to the house with me, it's so bad for others to see!"
"Yun He, you have been forced to live in the ancestral house these days. How is the injury on your forehead? Do you need dad to take you to the hospital?"
"Oh, why do you care about her? Your son is waiting to eat braised pork. If you don't do it quickly, I won't be responsible for your son starving to death."
Wang Chunmei was very impatient and pulled Dad Ji away. Dad Ji felt guilty and threw a hundred yuan to Ji Yunhe and left with his beautiful wife——
Ji Yunhe slightly narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes, muttered in his mouth, and began to recite some incomprehensible spells.
There was a loud bang in the sky!
The retribution that only belongs to Wang Chunmei has come. When Father Ji was cooking for Wang Chunmei again, Wang Chunmei was suddenly struck by lightning and fell to the ground!
There was a burning smell everywhere in the house, but Father Ji who came over was scared to death!
He thought it was someone who launched the missile! But he never thought that his wife would be struck by lightning and fell to the ground, and the house would become dilapidated as expected.
"What's going on?!"
Wang Chunmei's hair stood on end, her face was as dark as coals, and her originally proud face became extremely nervous at this time.
She held Father Ji's hand and said excitedly, "My child, my child, take me to the hospital quickly!"
"Hey! What a sin!"
"I told you that you usually talk about being virtuous and don't listen, but now it's better. It's sunny outside and thunder can come from nowhere and enter the house. If the child has any shortcomings, I won't be done with you."
Father Ji did not dare to delay. He quickly locked the door and rushed to the hospital with Wang Chunmei——
Ji Yunhe watched the two people leave, the corners of her mouth raised crazily, "This is called a thunderstorm, and you still have a son, and you will end up alone all your life."
"It's a joke to imitate others in having a son. I'll consider it a mercy of mine if I don't kill you next time I see you."
Ji Yunhe picked up a hundred yuan on the ground and went to a nearby small clinic for medical treatment.
Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise the blood would just drain away, so he simply asked the doctor at the clinic to prescribe and apply the medicine, and then Ji Yunhe bought a ticket overnight and rushed to his old house.
Late at night, Ji Yunhe arrived at the old house on a three-wheeler——
There were only a few lonely old people left in the village, and young people were rarely seen. As times progressed, no one wanted to stay in the ravines forever, but Ji Yunhe pushed open the dilapidated door of the old house with large and small bags of luggage.
Squeak!
Because it had been uninhabited for a long time, the entire old house was pitch black and the weeds in the yard were knee-high. Ji Yunhe struggled to pull his suitcase into the back room.
After reaching the second floor, stepping on the dusty stairs, Ji Yunhe seemed to feel the former scenery of the old house.
It's a pity that things and people have changed. The original owner's father left the place where he was born and raised long ago, although the prosperity of the city is very attractive.
But it always gives people a noisy feeling, which is not as good as here. It focuses on cleanliness and is very suitable for live broadcasts.
His original condition was very bad. He was diagnosed with stomach problems not long ago and needed more money for further examination. The only thing Ji Yunhe could think of was the recently popular live broadcast.
Candles were lit to illuminate the entire old house. There was a wooden bed in the bedroom that had become completely new after Ji Yunhe simply cleaned it up. By opening the wooden window of the bedroom on the second floor, one could clearly see everything outside the old house.
The lights are bright, it's five o'clock in the evening, and some people are not sleeping yet.
After simply eating some biscuits bought on the road, Ji Yunhe started to take action. First, he downloaded a software called Douyu on his mobile phone and then registered a Douyu account, named Ji Tianshi.
Everything was ready, and the first live broadcast started as scheduled——
Some netizens went there because of Ji Yunhe’s good looks and left messages one after another——
[Little sister, she looks like a celebrity! 】
After a few minutes passed, the number of people in the live broadcast room stayed at fifty and stopped moving. This should be the reason why Ji Yunhe just broadcast live, so it is understandable that the number of people is small.
It's just a little different from what she expected, isn't it? Why are they all following her WeChat account?
[Metaphysics anchor Master Ji? Is the young lady a magic stick? 】
