Zhu Xiuyun’s foot was fine. It was just a cut caused by a fragment of a pottery pot. It looked like it was bleeding a lot, but it didn’t matter.

After Yan Zhigao ordered his servants to take Zhu Jiaoyu and his daughter home in a carriage, he turned around and went to Songheyuan.

Mrs. Yan knew that Yan Zhigao had slapped her precious granddaughter and how could she still sit still. After asking about what happened, she found out that the matter was related to the people in Shuangxinyuan. Without saying anything, she asked Sun Ma to call Lin.

Aunt.

The old lady didn't do anything, didn't ask anything, and just asked Aunt Lin to kneel in the yard.

At this moment, Aunt Lin has been kneeling for more than half an hour.

When Yan Zhigao hurried over, Aunt Lin's face turned pale.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Zhigao with a sneer: "You can beat my granddaughter without asking why, can't I make your concubine kneel down? Look how distressed you are, what's wrong with you?

He was so cruel, and he hit her as often as he asked. Daohua’s face is now so swollen that she can’t see anyone.”

As she said that, the old lady couldn't help but shed tears.

"Ever since I was a kid, I couldn't bear to touch a flower. My pretty girl, if you beat her in front of so many people, how can you let her see anyone in the future? You heartless guy."

Seeing his old mother crying, Yan Zhigao felt a headache and quickly knelt on the ground: "Mom, I beat the rice flowers because the rice flowers deserve to be beaten..."

Old Mrs. Yan quickly took over the words: "I asked Mrs. Lin to kneel down, so she should kneel down. She made me feel unhappy!"

Yan Zhigao was helpless: "Mom, can you stop talking nonsense?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Yan suddenly stood up, pointed at Yan Zhigao tremblingly and said sadly: "Yan Zhigao, are you going to give up your own mother for a concubine now?

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Yan Zhigao saw that the old lady was so angry that he didn't dare to say anything irritating. His tone immediately softened: "Mom, don't be angry. It's my son who said the wrong thing. You can hit or scold him if you want, but don't do it."

Don't make yourself angry."

Sun's mother was also afraid that the old lady would be angry, so she quickly helped the old lady to sit on the step: "Old lady, don't worry, if you have anything to say, let's talk to the master."

Mrs. Yan's breath became smoother, but her face was still extremely ugly. She looked at Yan Zhigao coldly: "Let me ask you, why do you want to beat rice flowers?"

Yan Zhigao: "Daohua hit the girl of Zhu Jiaoyu's family with a flowerpot. If I didn't give Zhu Jiaoyu an explanation at that time, Zhu Jiaoyu's family would have given up."

Hearing this, Mrs. Yan couldn't help crying again: "So, in order to appease your subordinates, you hit me with all your strength? She is only 9 years old, how can she withstand such a beating from you?"

Yan Zhigao felt slightly uncomfortable when he thought of the red mark on his eldest daughter's face. He was really angry at that time, so he didn't hold back much.

Old Mrs. Yan held back her tears: "I know Daohua's character best. It's impossible for her to hit someone with a flower pot. Tell me, who said these slanderous words about Daohua?"

Yan Zhigao was stunned for a moment. The words were spoken by Yi Shuang. Of course, he did not think that Yi Shuang had lied. In his eyes, Yi Shuang had always been a well-behaved and sensible girl. It was impossible for him to do such a thing to slander his eldest sister.

Coming.

Seeing that the eldest son was silent and did not speak, Mrs. Yan didn't know that he was defending Yan Yishuang. Thinking of Daohua being beaten, she was extremely disappointed for a moment.

"Go and call the three girls who were in the pavilion at that time." The old lady said to Sun Ma.

Sun Ma nodded and walked out immediately.

Soon, Yan Yishuang, Yan Yile, and Yan Yihuan were brought into the house.

When such a big thing happened, everyone from the Yan family, except Daohua who was beaten, and Mrs. Li who was taking care of Daohua, gathered in the old lady's yard.

As soon as the three girls entered the room, they saw Yan Zhigao kneeling on the ground, and they immediately knelt down too.

Mrs. Yan's face was condensed: "Yishuang, grandma asked you, why did you say it was your eldest sister who smashed the Zhu family girl's foot?"

Yan Yishuang seemed a little frightened, and looked at Yan Zhigao tremblingly.

"Pa!"

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Yan slapped her hand on the table: "Let me ask you a question, what do you think your father is doing? Is it possible that the old lady can still eat you?"

Yan Yishuang was so frightened that she started to cry in a low voice. She didn't know that the matter would be so big. At that time, she received the signal from her uncle and didn't know what it meant, so she said what she said instinctively.

She really didn't expect that her father would hit her eldest sister.

Yan Yile and Yan Yihuan were also extremely frightened and huddled aside.

Seeing his little daughter crying, Yan Zhigao immediately felt heartbroken: "Mom, if you have something to say, please tell me. You look like this scared Yi Shuang."

Old Mrs. Yan laughed angrily: "I just asked her a question and you thought she was scared. Then you slapped Daohua in the face, but did you ever think that she would be scared?"
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Yan Zhigao looked a little embarrassed: "Daohua won't be scared. Mom, you didn't see that she dared to talk back to me at that time. She said she didn't want to be Yan's eldest daughter. Listen, this is all

What are these treasonous words?"

Mrs. Yan was stunned for a moment: "Did Daohua really say that?"

Yan Zhigao nodded: "Of course, mother, Daohua is too stubborn. No matter what, you don't favor her blindly. Look at her now, how does she look like an eldest sister?"

Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Zhigao indifferently, just looking at him without saying anything, until Yan Zhigao lowered his head.

Mrs. Yan didn't want to pay attention to her eldest son anymore, and turned to look at Yan Yihuan and Yan Yile: "Yihuan, Yile, you two were also in the pavilion at that time, and you also saw your eldest sister hitting the Zhu girl with a flower pot.

Already?"

Yan Yihuan trembled when she heard the old lady asking them. Just as she was about to say something, Yan Yile on the side beat her to it.

"Grandma, we did see the eldest sister hit the Zhu girl with a flower pot."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Yile felt that Mrs. Yan's eyes instantly turned into sharp knives, shooting straight at her. She was so frightened that she immediately lowered her head.

Yan Zhigao didn't know why, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yan Yile confirmed that Daohua hit someone with a flowerpot. He was about to say that now that the matter has been figured out, let the three girls get up. When he raised his head,

Seeing the cold eyes of the old mother.

Mrs. Yan stared at the four people on the ground in silence for a long time: "Very good, you are all fine!" After saying that, she closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to see the four people again.

Yan Zhigao looked at Mrs. Yan and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

The four of them were kneeling like this.

After a quarter of an hour, Sun's mother stood up and said: "Master, the old lady needs to rest. You can go back."

Yan Zhigao then stood up with the three girls and said to Sun Ma: "Take good care of the old lady." After saying that, he left.

As soon as the four people left, Mrs. Yan opened her eyes. When she heard the eldest son going out, she asked Aunt Lin to get up, and then dismissed the other people in the courtyard.

"Once this person's heart is biased, no outsider can pull it back!"

After a moment of silence, Mrs. Yan sighed again: "Daohua and Zhigao, father and daughter, must have been enemies in their previous lives!"

Second bedroom.

Yan Zhiyuan and Mrs. Sun took Yan Yile, Yan Yihuan and Yan Wenjie back to their yard. As soon as they entered the room, Mrs. Sun immediately looked at Yihuan. Yile asked: "Did Dahua really hit Zhu with a flowerpot?"

Home girl?"

Under her mother's gaze, Yan Yile shrank her neck, while Yan Yihuan also looked hesitant.

At this moment, the smart Yan Zhiyuan and Sun still don’t know the answer.

In fact, Yan Zhiyuan knew something was wrong as early as when he was in the pavilion. His eldest niece's eyes were too clean, and there was Master Lin standing next to her.

Mrs. Sun nodded Yan Yile's forehead and said, "You guys are really going to make me mad. Didn't my mother tell you all the time that you should not participate in any fight involving the main courtyard and the Shuangxin courtyard?

Do you want to go in?"

Yan Yile pouted and said: "I don't like the eldest sister. When she comes, the eldest aunt is not even willing to give us a few pieces of material."

Mrs. Sun was extremely angry and laughed back: "You are short-sighted. You have offended the main courtyard now, and you will never want any information in the future."

Seeing his mother being so angry, Yan Wenjie disapproved and said, "Mom, look how anxious you are, what's the matter? Yan Yi is responsible for the matter. Even if the eldest aunt wants to settle the score, she can't find it on us."<

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"Besides, since uncle is so protective of Shuangxinyuan now, it's still unclear whether aunt will be able to settle the score in the future. You, don't worry here."

Mrs. Sun looked at Yan Zhiyuan, who nodded.

The eldest brother's attitude is very obvious. Even if Daohua is really wrongly blamed for what happened today, the eldest brother will protect Shuangxinyuan.

Sun didn't say anything, but she still said to Yan Yihuan and Yan Yile: "How young are you, you already know how to deceive people? Go and copy the Women's Rules for me ten times."

Yan Yile, Yan Yihuan immediately lost her face and went back to the room in a depressed mood.

Three bedrooms.

Yan Zhiqiang and Wu were waiting anxiously in the room. When they saw Yan Wentao coming back, they pulled him over and asked, "How is Daohua?"

Yan Wentao shook his head and said nothing.

Wu was extremely anxious: "You are talking, what do you mean by shaking your head?"

Yan Wentao said in a low voice: "Daohua didn't cry."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wu breathed a sigh of relief, but Yan Zhiqiang frowned: "Daohua may have a problem with her eldest brother."

"Ah?" Wu was stunned.

Yan Wentao agreed with his face: "Isn't it true? If Daohua cried, it would be fine, but she didn't react at all. She must have been cruel."
To be continued...