Chu Ning glanced at the Chen brothers with a half-smile, and a chill ran down their spines. They all lowered their heads in guilt and did not dare to look at her again.
Seeing this, Chu Ning snorted lightly and didn't care.
They're just a few reckless men and can't make any waves.
But Chu Dalang needs to be dealt with carefully.
If this brute force is not explained clearly, it will definitely leave disaster behind.
Thinking of this, Chu Ning said seriously to the old scholar, "I wasn't very strong when I was a child. Well, I started to go up the mountain to collect firewood and cut firewood when I was nine years old, and then I gradually gained strength...
Master Xiu Cai also knew that those wet firewood were very heavy. I was young at that time, and even carrying a small bundle would break my skin on my shoulders...
Alas, there is nothing I can do. There is not enough firewood, and there is too much firewood to carry, so I can only run into the mountains two or three times a day..."
Recalling the past, Chu Ning looked miserable and continued with tears in his eyes, "...sometimes I would roll down a ravine and be unable to get up after climbing for a long time. My body was covered with injuries from the fall, my hands were worn out, and my feet were broken.
Bubble,……"
Seeing her complaining incessantly, Chu Shouren couldn't bear it anymore, "Okay! None of the villagers' children are not doing work, and I don't see any of them crying. You are the only one who is so delicate!"
Hearing this, Chu Ning wiped her tears and looked at him coldly, "Really? But why have I never seen Chu Wanting do any work?"
Chu Shouren was furious, "You called Wanting's name too?! Little beast! Who taught you to talk like this..."
Old scholar Fang frowned in displeasure, while Fang Shengyu sneered, "The family tradition of the Chu family is really impressive, tusk, tusk..."
He wanted to mock Chu Shouren, but Fang, the old scholar, coughed and interrupted him, "Xiaoyu, don't be rude."
Fang Shengyu snorted coldly and said nothing more.
Chu Shouren was so angry that his head was filled with smoke, but he knew that he could never get back from this situation. No matter how angry he was, he had to endure it.
Seeing Chu Shouren's purple and purple face turn into the color of pig liver in an instant, Chu Ning was so happy that he almost didn't laugh out loud.
When Chu Shouli saw her lowering her head and shaking her shoulders, he thought she was crying. He felt ashamed and distressed for a moment, and his eyes slowly turned red.
It was all because of his incompetence as a father that the child suffered so much.
"Good boy, don't cry anymore..."
Chu Shouli's throat felt like there was a ball of cotton stuck in his throat, and it was very difficult to speak. "From now on, we will no longer chop and collect firewood. We will just help with housework at home..."
Seeing that he was actually arranging household chores without talking to himself as the head of the family, Lao Chen immediately raised his eyebrows, "Third brother! When will you be the master of this family?"
Chu Shouli looked over suddenly, his eyes turned red, "Mom! If you are dissatisfied with my son, you can beat or scold me. Just let Zhao Di go!"
The cold old Mrs. Chen was startled by his appearance, "What are you doing? You unfilial son, why are you staring at me like this? Do you want to eat me?"
"Mom! I beg you, don't fight with these children like this in the future. They are also your granddaughters."
"I'll beat you to death for how dare you talk to me like that. I'll beat you to death!"
The son who was usually in the palm of his hand actually contradicted him in front of so many people. Old Chen was already angry, but was startled by him, and became even more angry after he reacted.
She was already annoyed enough that the fifth child was playing around with money and the older brother was hiding his private property, but she didn't expect that this loser would also glare at her and yell at her.
Each of these turtle bastards is paying less and less attention to her, the head of the family!
It's really outrageous.
If she doesn't establish her authority well today, I'm afraid these bastards will ride on her head one by one.
Old Chen yelled like crazy and rushed towards Chu Shouli, and then he greeted Chu Shouli's face without any scruples. He scratched and scratched her face with great force. She was so cruel and violent that she was not beating her son. If she didn't know, she was still pretending to be Chu Shouli.
It was her father's enemy who killed her.
"Milk! Milk! Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
Chu Ning hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Chu Shouli and ran out, "Master, help me! I'm going to beat dad to death!"
Everyone ran to the yard, and the voice kept coming in, "Help! Help!"
Mrs. Chen kept yelling at her, calling her "little hooves" and "little whore". She also yelled that she was going to skin her today and chased her out, shouting and killing her.
Those legs and feet are so nimble that they don’t look like an old man in his sixties at all.
Fang Shengyu stared at the swaying cotton curtain in stunned silence, and after a long time he murmured, "Such an elder is really eye-opening."
Everything happened so fast that no one could react in time, and things reached this point.
It just makes people don’t know what to say.
Chu Pinggui was so angry that he couldn't even breathe, "What are you doing just standing there, why don't you grab your mother!"
Chen Zhenhe glanced at him, but because Fang Laoxiucai was there, he didn't say anything.
"Second child, fourth child, fifth child, what are you waiting for? Hurry up!"
Seeing that his son was not moving, Chu Pinggui slapped the table, and Chu Pinglin also scolded him with a dark face.
In the end, the farce ended in a hurry when Chu Pinggui and Chu Pinglin lost their temper.
Mrs. Chen was originally unwilling to give up, but Chu Shouzhi leaned into her ear and talked to her loudly, so she let Chu Shouli go for the time being.
Chu Pinggui felt that he was completely embarrassed when he made such a fuss in front of old scholar Fang and Fang Shengyu.
"Cough, cough, let the scholar laugh, the country woman is..."
"Reputation is the foundation of a scholar's reputation."
Before Chu Pinggui could finish his stumbling words, Fang Lao Xiucai interrupted him.
He looked at Chu Pinggui with burning eyes. He was no longer as friendly and gentle as before, and his attitude was extremely serious. "However, this reputation is not just for Zheng Zhengyan."
"As the saying goes, if one is prosperous, both will be prosperous, and if one is harmed, both will be harmed. If the Chu family behaves improperly, it will also affect him."
Chu Pinggui's heart trembled and his eyes widened.
Old scholar Fang didn't mean to expose anyone's shortcomings, but now he felt that if he didn't speak clearly, the family would not pay attention to it, so he made his words more serious, saying that no matter who in the Chu family committed moral corruption or violated the law,
Regarding the law, Chu Dalang had no future at all.
"In the imperial examinations, talents were selected, but official appointments still had to be carefully discussed..."
In other words, if you want to be an official, you must not only have good knowledge, but also have a good reputation. If your reputation is flawed, you will never be able to enter an official career.
Fang Lao Xiucai broke down the stakes and broke it down bit by bit and told Chu Pinggui until he was shaky and almost unable to sit still. Finally, he stood up and left neatly.
Chu Pinggui tried hard to persuade him to stay, "It's already dark, how can I ask Xiu Caigong to go back on an empty stomach? If it doesn't feel too shabby, you can stay and have dinner before leaving. I'll let my daughter-in-law kill the chicken..."
"
"No need, there are still things in the clan, I need to go back."
Liuzi and Zhuzhu had already put up lanterns and were waiting outside the door. As soon as Fang Shengyu and Fang Laoxiucai went out, servants came forward to wrap cloaks around them, and others held up umbrellas and held them high to catch the falling trees.
Snowflakes keep out the outside.
Fang Shengyu personally helped old scholar Fang and walked back slowly through the snow.
"Brother Zhi, I don't need to tell you what kind of person Chu Dalang is. You know it well. Why do you still support him like this?"
Hearing this, Fang Lao Xiucai smiled bitterly and said, "If Fang's son is promising, why should he sacrifice the near and seek the far away."
Fang Shengyu's face turned red and he stopped talking.