My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Someone pushed you? Son, you can't lie. Come, look at mom, and tell mom, did someone really push you out of the road?"

Qiao Mengxuan held her son's face and asked her with a solemn expression on her face.

Chu Ming also looked at his son with awe, "Son, you can't lie to your parents."

Chu Ziyi was a little aggrieved, "I didn't lie, someone really pushed me, pushed me here."

Saying that, Chu Ziyi gestured with his hand for the position of his back, his face full of sincerity.

Seeing his son didn't seem to be lying, Chu Ming suddenly thought of something, his face was very ugly, "Son, have you seen the person who pushed you?"

Chu Ziyi shook his head, "No."

"It's all my fault, it's because I'm not optimistic about my son." Qiao Mengxuan took her son into her arms and cried again.

A sullen look flashed in Chu Ming's eyes, he took his wife and son into his arms, and blamed himself, "No, it's my fault.

This matter may be directed at me, he is warning me, warning me to stop meddling! "

Although Qiao Mengxuan didn't know who the 'he' was in her husband's mouth, she could guess that it might be someone who didn't deal with her husband at work.

"Husband, don't blame yourself, as long as you do your job well and have a clear conscience, I will always support you.

Those people who dare to use these dirty methods will be punished sooner or later! "Qiao Mengxuan said angrily.

"Thank you wife."

Chu Ming was moved and hugged the two people in his arms tighter, "I will definitely bring those people to justice."

Qiao Mengxuan was about to nod her head and say something else when she heard the doorbell rang.

"Who will be here at this time?"

Qiao Mengxuan looked up at the already dark sky outside, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Usually at this time, very few people come to their house.

"I'll open the door." Chu Ming patted his wife's shoulder, then got up and opened the door.

"Be careful."

Qiao Mengxuan reminded a little worriedly.

It wasn't that she was suspicious, but that she had just experienced almost losing her son, so she couldn't bear to think too much.

Chu Ming nodded, walked on the way to the door, and picked up the baseball bat on the wall.

"Zi Jia?" Looking out from the cat's eye on the door, he saw a person who surprised him, and Chu Ming's face showed obvious surprise.

Chu Ming put down the baseball bat in his hand and quickly opened the door.

"Hello, Uncle Chu."

After the door was opened, Lu Zijia greeted with a smile, and then said apologetically, "I'm sorry Uncle Chu, I'm here to disturb you so late."

In fact, if the director said that the time was urgent and asked her to talk to Chu Ming first, she would not have come to the door at this time.

At this time, it really means a bit of a meal.

"How come, you can come to uncle's house as a guest, it's too late for uncle to be happy."

Chu Ming looked behind her and found that she had come by herself, so she couldn't help but be more puzzled, but she still invited people into the house first.

"It's Zijia, didn't your mother come with you?"

Seeing that it was Lu Zijia, Qiao Mengxuan was just as surprised as Chu Ming, "Come on, sit down, Auntie will pour you a cup of tea."

Lu Zijia also came to their house before, but at that time she came with her mother.

"Aunt Chu doesn't need to pour tea. I'm here this time to discuss something with Uncle Chu."