The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

Chapter 240: Death in Place - Song Weiyang 5

"Go, go and urge them again." Madam Wei ordered, suppressing her anger.

"Yes." The servant responded and quickly walked out the door.

After breakfast, Madam Wei didn't see the servant come back. She was so angry that she had no appetite for the delicious food on the table.

After Xihe had teased Wei Jinran enough, he walked leisurely towards the front hall.

"Look at the time now! It's past tea time. Where's your upbringing? Is this how your parents taught you?"

As soon as Xihe stepped into the front hall, Madam Wei threw the dishes in her hands and cursed at Xihe.

"Crack!" Xihe was a ruthless man who didn't say much. He walked up to her and broke her fingers.

"Ah..." Madam Wei covered her broken finger and screamed.

"I, I am your elder, how dare you..."

Xihe was fed up with people who took advantage of their age and interrupted her impatiently: "I dare you, not only do I dare to break your fingers, I dare to break your old bones. If you don't believe me, try it."

Seeing Xihe's sinister expression, Madam Wei didn't dare to speak anymore.

Wei Jinran, who followed Xihe into the room, saw his grandmother's appearance and stared at Xihe's back fiercely.

"Bang!" Xihe saw his eyes without looking back, picked up the chopsticks on the table and threw them away with his backhand.

Looking at the chopsticks on the door panel, Wei Jinran almost peed his pants.

"Watch your eyes, or I'll dig them out and feed them to you."

"I dare not. I will never dare to do it again." Wei Jinran was very aware of the situation and immediately bowed to apologize to Xihe.

"Grandson, grandson, how could you bow down to a woman like her..." Wei Jinran showed an expression of disbelief when she saw her grandson, whom she was proud of.

"Aren't we serving tea? Come on, do it!" Xihe pushed Madam Wei aside, sat in the main seat and looked at them coldly.

Feng Qi picked up the teapot beside him, circulated spiritual power through his fingers, and the warm tea immediately became boiling hot.

"Come, come, come, kneel down and serve tea to my master." Feng Qi picked up the two people and threw them in front of Xihe, giving each of them a teacup.

She personally carried the teapot and poured water into their cups. The scalding hot water hurt so much that they almost threw the cups away.

"If they dare to throw it out, hold it for them with red-hot charcoal." Xihe picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and said to Feng Qi.

"Okay, I promise they will never see those things again in their lives." Feng Qi smiled happily when he heard Xihe's words.

After hearing Xihe's words, Wei Jinran and his grandson were so frightened that they trembled all over. They held the scalding hot teacup tightly in their hands, not daring to be careless for fear of dropping the cup.

They felt the scalding hot teacup and cursed Feng Qi in their hearts: "You damn girl, I don't know where you got this tea from. Are you going to scald them to death?"

Feeling their inner words, Feng Qi curled the corners of his mouth, and moved his fingers slightly, and an invisible flame fell into their teacups.

"Pah--!" It was so hot that they couldn't bear it anymore, and the teacups in their hands slipped out of their hands and fell to the ground.

Looking at their palms that were turning red and purple, the two of them leaned against each other and looked at Xihe in horror.

"He's so old, but he can't even hold a teacup. I wonder if all the food he's been eating for years has gone into his stomach."

Listening to Xihe's scolding, Madam Wei was so embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head.

"And you, a general with such a great reputation, can't even hold a small teacup. I'm afraid that the credit you've earned for killing the enemy in battle was stolen from someone else, right?"

Hearing Xihe's insulting words, Wei Jinran lowered his head and kept silent.

"Since you can't even handle such a small matter, then all of you should go outside and kneel down!"

After cursing, Xihe pointed outside the door and told them to get out quickly.

The two wanted to refute, but they were too weak to do anything and could only support each other as they walked out the door.

When he got outside the door, he endured the humiliation and knelt down reluctantly.

They knelt on the ground to sunbathe, while Xihe lay in the pavilion with his eyes closed to rest.

As for Madam Wei, she is an old lady, and it is not good for Xihe to torture her.

You are wrong. Xihe has lived for who knows how many years. In her eyes, Madam Wei is not even as good as the gatekeeper outside her cave.

In her opinion, there is no such thing as elderly people except herself.

When the sun set in the west, Feng Qi, who had eaten and drunk his fill, signaled them to get up.

They knelt for too long, and the two of them supported each other before they struggled to get up from the ground.

As they were about to walk towards the house, Feng Qi stopped them and said coldly, "You haven't forgotten something, have you?"

"What?" The two of them endured the discomfort and asked Feng Qi in confusion.

"You must visit your parents every morning and evening. Don't you know that?"

After hearing Feng Qi's words, the two of them almost burst into cursing.

Is this how morning and evening self-reflection is used?

However, when they saw the sharp weapon in Feng Qi's hand, they gritted their teeth and walked towards the pavilion.

"Greetings, Miss Song." The two of them bowed politely to Xihe.

Xihe closed his eyes without even opening them to look, and turned a deaf ear to their words.

The two men maintained their greeting posture and did not dare to move, but they did not hold on for long before their vision went dark and they fell to the ground.

Seeing their appearance, the people in the mansion did not dare to approach them and could only watch from afar.

"Someone come and drag them all away." Feng Qi waved at them, and the wooden stakes came over quickly after hearing the words.

He lifted the two people on the ground and prepared to leave.

"I'm dizzy. Just take a nap. There's no need to waste money on a doctor."

"Yes." No one was stubborn and no one refuted Feng Qi's words.

They were carried to their own rooms, and someone wanted to find some medicine to rub on them, but they searched the entire house but couldn't find a single bottle of medicine.

Even the food served to them was oxidized. People of that era believed in ghosts and gods very much. Seeing such a scene, no one stayed to take care of them.

The night passed quietly, the dawn broke, and Feng Qi got up early.

Feng Qi looked at Xi He and said with a smile: "Master, today is the day for returning home after three days in the mortal world. Do you want to go back?"

"Go back, I want to meet those jackals." Xihe answered with a smile, a sinister glint in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll go prepare the carriage for you." Feng Qi put down the plate in his hand and walked out the door.

Xihe got up very early. She didn't get on the carriage to the Song family until noon.

In the Song Mansion, two people were sitting in the front hall with gloomy expressions.

"Go and see if that evil girl has arrived." Father Song had a gloomy face and ordered the housekeeper beside him in a cold voice.

"Yes, sir." The butler bowed and walked out of the hall quickly.