Chapter 207 Who is lying

"What? Cardamom... Rouge..." Mrs. Feng was shocked, suddenly got into Feng Wenbai's arms, and trembled, "Sir, are they back? Don't they want me to live?"

"Don't be afraid, madam. They won't come back..." Feng Wenbai patted his wife's shoulder and comforted him while whispering, "What do you know? Don't talk about the two bitches in front of your mother! Look, what scared your mother. Madam, don't be afraid, they won't come back..."

"I know everything." Feng Junyang said, "I've seen it..." Strangely, his father's two "little foxes" who used to be favored have now become "bunts". It seems that my father is really a prodigal son!

Feng Wenbai stopped his movements and was shocked: "Have you seen it? Aren't you outside? Did you come back ten days ago? You have seen it..."

"Ten days ago?" It's Feng Junyang's turn to wonder. Isn't what he saw just happened? Why did Feng Wenbai say ten days ago?

"Yes. That was ten days ago..." Feng asked Bai and sighed, "Junyang, this is ugly, ugly... It's also about your mother's life... I can't say..."

"It's okay. You said that this place is all your own family. Don't treat Yan'an and Mingzhu as outsiders. They know more or less. Why do you say that when you talk about these two people, why do you still say that it is related to your mother's life? What's going on? Feng Junyang is eager to know.

Feng Wenbai helped Mrs. Feng to sit down on the edge of the bed. Yan'an closed the door, and the five people sat in the room in the middle of the west wing. Suddenly, there was silence.

"That was ten days ago... cardamom, rouge, and pink. The three of them had nothing to do at home and played mahjong... The three of them played a circle and felt boring. Three were missing one... Pink asked your mother to play. You know, your mother is usually incompatible with them. Of course, she will not agree... Unexpectedly, Pink said to your mother that she also hates cardamom and rouge now. She wants to use Shufang's momentum to suppress them and drive them out. In the future, when these two go out, she will get along with your mother... Naturally, your mother will not I will believe it, but Pink said that she has a way..." Feng Wenbai sighed, "It's all my fault for spoiling them... Your mother also doesn't have a bosom friend. Hearing Pink's words, she... joined their card game."

Feng Junyang didn't say anything, but he told himself in his heart that from his father's words, he could not believe him! He is making up lies, and such lies are also said!

He knew that his mother hated playing mahjong and other entertainment, and his mother didn't even know much mahjong cards. She usually didn't touch it, let alone operate it herself.

In addition, the mother disdains being at the same table with those women.

He was suddenly very disappointed with his father, and he didn't even want the most basic logic of lying.

But he didn't expose it. He wanted to listen and see how his father could tell this big lie.

"Your mother played a circle and everyone felt thirsty. Your mother ordered her little maid, Lihua, to make her tea. Unexpectedly, Pink got up, sat Lihua in her seat, and said with a smile that she was going to make tea for everyone in person. Cardamom and Rouge laughed at her for flirting with the young lady. Pink is not annoyed. Ask Pear Blossom to help her touch two, and she will make tea for everyone..."

When Feng Wenbai said this, he suddenly got stuck and couldn't go on.

"Next, after the pink tea came, did you pour tea for cardamom and rouge? After drinking it, they died of poisoning?" Feng Junyang said disdainfully, "Dad, I can also make up this lie..."

"Junyang, you... How do you know it's poison under pink?" Mrs. Feng was very excited, "Soon, were you also present at that time? You testify for me! It's not my poison, it's pink poison! She killed me, she killed cardamom and rouge, and wanted to kill me, and then monopolized this yard and your father..."

Feng Junyang originally followed his father's words, but he never thought that it would become true? Looking at my mother's panicked appearance, is it true that cardamom and rouge died from pink poison?

He really can't laugh or cry.

I even believed this lie. But he still believes the facts just now. Cardamom died in the study, and rouge died in his mother's **. This is the truth.

"Yes. Yes..." Feng Wenbai said hurriedly, "Junyang, the pink bitch ran away. In case one day she brings people from the government to trouble your mother, you have to testify to your mother!"

Feng Junyang looked at his parents' serious faces, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became. He shouted, "Don't say it! I found that you never blush when you lie! Let's go and go to the scene. I'll tell you how cardamom and rouge died!"

The parents were stunned: "Look at the scene? What scene?"

"Do you still think the scene of playing cards?" Feng Junyang was furious, "You, when will I let you see the truth of the matter? I will believe it with your lies?"

"Don't be angry, handsome, and say something. If you don't talk to your parents like this, please put it in a better tone. Yan'an advised.

"Let's go!" Feng Junyang tilted his head and said, "If you have the courage, go and have a look. Go to your study first, Dad.

Feng Wenbai and Mrs. Feng looked at each other, and their expressions were both handsome. The two were stunned and walked in front, and Feng Junyang walked at the end. He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten the face of cardamom wrapped in sycamore leaves on the table in his mother's bedroom.

"Go to the study?" Feng Wenbai asked in a faint tone.

"Yes. Study, where the cardamom died. Let me remind you that it's very bloody..." Feng Junyang said, "Mom, you'd better not look at it."

"Yangyang, since you said it was the truth, I'll go and have a look. I also want to get rid of my charges." Mrs. Feng said, "I don't know what you're talking about. Cardamom and rouge did die in front of me. The eyes before they died seemed to kill me. I can't sleep at night..."

When the five people arrived at the door of the study, Feng Junyang found that the light in the study was out.

Obviously, after Feng Junyang left, someone else came here. When he left just now, the light was still on. This place was backwind and the wind could not blow into the house.

And now the door is also closed. When he just came out, he didn't close because of panic and eagerness to see his parents.

Feng Wenbai handed Mrs. Feng to Feng Junyang to help him, strode up and opened the door. Feng Junyang couldn't help covering his mother's eyes.

Feng Wenbai went in and groped to light the light. Feng Junyang looked at it and was stunned!

There is no cardamom in that room!

In front of the desk, there is a rattan chair. On the desk, there are four treasures in the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but there is no one on the chair. There is nothing else in the whole room except four bookshelves.

What about the paper human cardamom?

"Where's the cardamom?" Feng asked Bai.

"This...this..." Feng Junyang is also puzzled. Who made such a fast move to restore everything so quickly?

"Son, is there something wrong with you? Why did you say something brainless as soon as you came back? Do something that we can't understand?" Mrs. Feng asked Feng Junyang with concern.

"Mom, I just went to sleep in the west wing and saw that my father's study was lit, so I came to prepare to turn off the lights, opened the door, and saw cardamom painting here... I clearly saw her, and I also saw her knife-cut face..." Feng Junyang said, and saw his parents' strange eyes, so he didn't say anything.

He knew that he had no facts to prove at this time, and he had the advantage.

"Go to my mother's bedroom." Feng Junyang said unwillingly, "The rouge died in his mother's **. If this rouge disappears again, it will really go to hell."

"Okay, go to my bedroom..." Mrs. Feng pulled Feng Junyang and said carefully, "Yangyang, is there something wrong?"

"I'm not sick!" He said angrily, "It's a ghost!"

"Find someone to show me tomorrow, don't you think so, ask Bai?" Mrs. Feng said seriously, "Otherwise..."

"It's time to find someone to have a good look. There are gusts of wind in this house, and there are ghosts everywhere..." Feng Junyang replied strangely.

Five people arrived outside Mrs. Feng's bedroom. This time, Feng Junyang rushed in front of Feng Wenbai: "I'll open the door."

"Okay, you come." Fengwen Bai gave way.

Feng Junyang opened the door carefully, and the other four stood at the door. He groped on the table and suddenly encountered the dim thing. He was happy, and the face of the cardamom was still there! He has evidence.

He turned on the light and said to the four people waiting outside, "Come in. Look, this is the face of nutmeg."

With that, he picked up the wet thing on the table.

"Yang Yang! Are you all right? That's my mother's towel! I felt hot just now, and I used it to wipe my sweat. Mrs. Feng looked stunned.

Feng Junyang took a closer look. That's right. He was holding a white towel in his hand!

He is extremely embarrassed. Looking at my mother's **, I was even more disappointed.

The ** quilt pillows are neatly placed. Where is anyone?

"Junyang, is this the scene you mentioned?" Feng Wenbai was a little dissatisfied, "Are you pasting us? Why is your child so strange? All right, it's all over. Go to bed and tell me slowly tomorrow. Which one are you making trouble?

"Who is playing tricks on this?" Feng Junyang said puzzledly, "Dad, mother, you have to believe me. I just saw cardamom and rouge die. We are not a family fighting now. We will find out the mysterious troublemaker together, otherwise our family will not be at peace!"

"Now you're playing tricks!" Feng Wenbai said angrily, "Junyang, are you afraid that the world will not be chaotic or do you want to quarrel with your parents?"