Mrs. Rong Guogong no longer wanted to pay attention to Liao's and Rong Qing's eccentricities. She had her own sons, daughters-in-law, and grandsons, all of whom were very filial, respected her, were close to her, and were willing to make this old lady happy.
Probably because nothing in this world is perfect, she looked away.
It's just that she really can't tolerate Rong Qing's attitude towards Rong Ting. As a child, and your father has nothing to do with you, how can you look down on your father? Her words are full of disdain, complaint and unwillingness.
This is a matter of human principles!
Mrs. Rong Guogong really couldn't tolerate it: "How can the Rong family have descendants like you!"
Rong Qing was trembling all over after being scolded, and her eyes were red. She bit her lip, but she refused to bow her head with a sullen face.
She didn't think Rong Ting, a father, had anything to respect. He was really cowardly and incompetent, useless at all. Anyone of his age could make Rong Ting sink to the ground if he stood up casually.
So Rong Qing didn't think there was anything wrong with her mother looking down on her father. In her opinion, her mother was the legitimate daughter of the Liao family and the most talented woman. There were countless people who admired her. All she had to do was pick one of them with her mother's hand.
, those are all better than my father.
Even her mother's fiancé is still the Prince of Jingyang, a prince of the Hou family. Although he is not as noble as the prince of Duke Rong's family, he is still many times more powerful than Rong Ting.
Rong Ting was just an adopted son, not even his biological son. That is to say, he was lucky enough to be raised by Rong Guogong and his wife, and he got the title of a son of the Duke of Guo.
If it hadn't been for the sudden disappearance of Prince Jingyang before getting married, her mother would not have married Rong Ting. If not for this, her father should have been Prince Jingyang, and she should have been a nobleman of Jingyang House.
Women are the ones!
Seeing that she showed no remorse, Mrs. Rong Guogong became angry again: "Look at her, look at her, what kind of attitude is this!"
Seeing that Rong Qing refused to admit her mistake, Rong Ting's eyes darkened and he sighed in his heart. Seeing that Mrs. Rong Guogong was getting angry again, he had no choice but to say: "Mother, don't argue with her anymore, or you won't get angry.
When I get back, I will teach her a lesson."
He didn't want to hear this anymore. The more he listened, the more he felt incompetent and that even his wife and daughter looked down on him.
Mrs. Rong Guogong saw that his eyes were gloomy and she felt a little weak, so she did not continue to argue. After hearing these words, Rong Ting was the most saddened, and it was hard to say anything that hurt his heart.
However... Mrs. Rong Guogong secretly thought that she must teach Rong Qing a lesson to let her know how powerful she is.
"Forget it, then you can take them back and have a good talk with them. Ask them if they still consider you as their husband and father, and ask if they have ever thought about it."
"Axiao stays, you can go."
"Thank you, mother." Rong Ting thanked her and turned to look at Liao and Rong Qing. Liao did not dare to offend Mrs. Rong Guogong again, and Rong Qing did not want to be scolded any more, so she had no choice but to follow Rong Ting and leave.
A maid came in and picked up the chess pieces on the ground. Rong Xun took Rong Xiao aside and asked him to sit with Rong Jing, Rong Xuan and the others, and reached out to touch his head.
Rong Xiao was still a little confused. Seeing the grievances between his parents, he was not sad or sad at all. He remained calm and quiet.
Probably because I've seen it too much and got used to it.
"Let's play with your eldest and second brothers for a while."
Rong Xiao shook his head and said nothing. Seeing this, Rong Jing on the side handed his Bagua Lock to Rong Xiao: "This is for you."
Rong Xiao opened her eyes and turned to look at him, looking at the exquisite Bagua lock, without moving or speaking.
Rong Jing still didn't like Rong Xiao's dull and silent temperament, but after all, he was his cousin, so he still had some sympathy for him. He said:
"I think you like it, but your third aunt took it away, and you probably can't get it back. I'll give it to you, but you have to play quietly, and don't let her see it."
Rong Xiao also knew that Liao would not return the Bagua Lock to him after taking it away. He looked at the one in Rong Jing's hand and wanted it, but felt it was inappropriate. After thinking about it, he spoke:
"Don't you want it?"
Rong Jing waved his hand: "I've grown up and don't like to play this much anymore. I'll give it to you." After saying that, he stuffed the Bagua Lock into Rong Xiao's arms.
Rong Xiao held the Bagua lock and looked at Rong Jing, unable to say a word of rejection for a moment.
He really liked it.
Finally, he said his thanks hesitantly: "Thank you, brother."
He looked a little shy and his face was slightly red.
Rong Jing laughed loudly, and seemed to be a bit heroic: "You are so polite, you call me big brother, my second brother and I still have a lot to play with. Next time you sneak over, we will lend you some to play with."
Play......"
Rong Xun slapped his eldest son on the shoulder with a complicated look on his face: "Laugh a little lower, like a duck, it's so ugly."
Rong Jing was like a duck being strangled by the neck. He stopped laughing immediately and looked at his father with a twisted look on his face: "My dad, my dear dad, can't you say something nice?"
Rong Xun stretched out his hand and touched his chin. He was still as calm as the clouds in the sky: "Your voice sounds a bit like a duck. I'm not wrong."
Rong Jing was furious. He stood up and turned around, making a fist and hitting Rong Xun on the body. Rong Xun lightly stretched out his hand to catch the opponent's fist, and then squeezed it: "Rong Jing, you can't do this. Sooner or later, you will be beaten.
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Rong Jing was so angry that he raised his other hand and punched him again.
The father and son fought together, and Rong Guogong Rong Ci quickly took away the tea set on the table to avoid the disaster of Chi Yu, and took Rong Xiao aside to a safe place.
When Rong Xuan saw his eldest brother and his father fighting, he shouted cheers from the sidelines: "Hit him! Beat him!"
Rong Xiao turned the Bagua Lock in his hand and looked at his two cousins. He couldn't help but feel envious. He felt that his two cousins were living a really happy life.
Ming brought Rong Xuan back, and then went to carry Rong Jing: "Okay, don't fight, don't fight. If you want to fight, go to the competition table of Wuyuan and fight. I'll let you fight as much as you can at one time."
Rong Jing was spanked several times, but couldn't hit him at all. He was so angry that he died.
Full of grievances, he complained to his father: "Mom, he hit me!"
Ming rolled his eyes: "You deserve it. You know you can't beat him, but you insist on competing with him. Isn't this asking for a fight?"
Rong Jing: "..."
She's not her mother anymore, is she?
Mrs. Rong Guogong was in a much better mood when she saw this group of people fighting and noisy. She said happily: "Your mother is right. You know you can't beat him, but you insist on asking for a beating. Don't you deserve it?"
Rong Jing was so depressed that he just leaned on a chair and pretended to be dead without saying a word.