The cold tone made Luo Ling feel a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
It's really scary.
"Luo Li! Don't go too far! Luo Ling is innocent." Luo's mother scolded in a cold voice.
Song Jiao retracted her hand and smiled coldly, "Since you can't pay me back, don't pretend to care about me here. It's disgusting to watch."
"As for Madam Luo, she's innocent, so I'm not? While you're pampering their daughter and thinking about preparing things for her every day, your daughter has been taking care of her younger brother at home since she was three years old."
"Every day I'm yelled at like a dog. If I'm happy, I'm given food. If I'm unhappy, I'm left hungry."
"So innocent!" Song Jiao couldn't help laughing as she spoke. "Let's end this boring topic!"
As for what Luo's mother thought, she didn't know whether she felt uncomfortable or not, but as long as she felt comfortable, it was fine.
Sure enough, after she finished saying this, Luo's mother stopped talking and had a cold face the whole way home. No one knew what she was thinking.
Luo Family Villa
As soon as Song Jiao got home, she went straight back to her room.
The original owner lived in the room on the far left of the first floor. The lighting was not very good, but the desk was piled with various books, all of which were about the Luo family's metaphysics.
There are various marks on the book, which represent her own understanding. It can be seen that she is very hardworking.
However, all these efforts were just showing off in the eyes of his biological parents, and it was the original owner's way of suppressing the untalented Luo Ling.
After putting all the books in the bookcase, she began to count the original owner's property, and found only three thousand yuan.
"It's really pitifully small!" Just after she finished speaking, Song Jiao's eyes fell on the book on the corner of the table, the Complete Collection of Song Family's Mystical Arts.
This name looks really familiar. I was stunned the moment I saw the author's name Song Jiao. Isn't that her name?
"Tuanzi, get out! Look at this." Song Jiao shouted in her heart.
Tuanzi immediately appeared beside Song Jiao. The moment he saw the book, he was stunned. He immediately began to search for data about this world. Finally, he slowly said, "Host, the last time you came to this world was a hundred years ago. Now the Song family has all gone into seclusion. Your apprentice is still alive and is now called the ancestor."
"It just seems to be not working well recently."
Song Jiao suddenly remembered that when she came to this world before, because the original owner's body could not be repaired, she used her own body and left directly after completing the task.
At that time, the original owner had no relatives, so she handed everything over to her apprentice.
"Then I'll go and take a look when I have time." Song Jiao said "oh", turned around and lay directly on the bed. Her eyes were stung by the female ghost yesterday, and now she urgently needed to wash her eyes.
Afterwards, Tuanzi saw his host twisted into a pretzel on the bed, occasionally making obscene laughs.
A few hours later, there was a knock on the door. "Miss, it's time for dinner."
"I'm coming." Song Jiao got up reluctantly, tidied her hair, opened the door and walked out.
Dining room
Luo's parents and Luo Ling were already in place. Luo's father had also heard about the test. Now he saw that Song Jiao would not even come out at mealtime and wanted him to wait for his daughter.
When Song Jiao had already sat down, she asked dissatisfiedly, "Our family's dinner time is always five o'clock sharp. The servant should have told you when you just came, right?"
"They didn't tell me anything." Song Jiao spoke without thinking.
The original owner wanted to make a good impression on them, so he waited in the restaurant at four o'clock every day.
"No? Then why were you there every time we ate?" Father Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and an unhappy atmosphere spread.
He is now very dissatisfied with the performance of his own daughter.
"That was because I was hungry before. Today I'm not that hungry, so I don't want to come out and wait." Song Jiaolan picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
Yes, even though he knew that the maid didn't say anything, he didn't confirm it, but instead questioned her?
"Aren't you going to explain the test?" Father Luo still didn't intend to stop questioning Song Jiao.
Song Jiao frowned slightly. "Then how do you want me to explain? Explain that you didn't teach me how to catch ghosts, so the ghosts ran away?"
"I'm your father, is that how you talk to me?" Father Luo's voice became even colder.
When he heard Luo Ling say that she didn't respect Luo's mother, he was still a little bit unconvinced. After all, this child had been very polite since he came back.
He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing, but now it seems that this might really be the case.
Song Jiao raised her head and glanced at Luo's father. "What do you want me to say? Shouldn't you ask those who have been trained in the Luo family about the test?"
"I've only been back for seven days. Have you taught me how to catch ghosts? Or how to trap ghosts? Or have you given me some magic weapon that can help me catch ghosts?"
"So what? Can't you just catch it with your bare hands?" Although Father Luo knew he was in the wrong, he couldn't admit his mistake to his daughter, right?
As a younger generation, how can you not be lenient when facing the older generation? Isn't it enough to just give in?
Song Jiao I said lazily: "Oh? Then you go and catch it, anyway, I don't have the ability to do it."
A punch hit cotton, and there was no reaction at all.
Father Luo threw away the chopsticks in his hand, stood up and walked away. Mother Luo looked at Song Jiao with complicated eyes and followed him.
Only Song Jiao and the heroine were left at the table.
Seeing that the heroine was about to start gossiping again, Song Jiao said directly: "Don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will not be able to help but go to the bathroom and get a mop to block your mouth!"
Luo Ling pursed his lips, lowered his head and began to eat silently, fearing that this woman would really do such a thing.
Now she doesn't even care about her parents, so she must not be any better to herself.
But my heart was full of doubts. I always felt that this woman had been acting weird since yesterday and was not as easy to bully as before.
Song Jiao was very satisfied with the heroine's performance. She liked people who kept their mouths shut after speaking, otherwise she would go crazy and overturn the table, which would be a waste of all the delicious food on the table.
Let her see what the old couple will say behind her back.
"If you ask me, I think we shouldn't have taken her back in the first place. Look at the way she speaks now." Father Luo sat in front of the desk and pounded his fist on the table.
"Alright, even if you say that, it's useless. She won't listen at all. Why don't you just send her to school? Out of sight, out of mind!" Luo's mother consoled him earnestly, "If we send her away now, how much public criticism will we face?"
"Send him directly to a fully enclosed school, and see him only once every six months. How great is that?"
"Okay, let's do as you say!"
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