When Xie Songhua heard the news, he thought he had heard it wrong.
Lin Ruoxi was just concerned about pulling her to run to the eldest room, "Let's go and plead with you together! It seems that my uncle is just about to beat my cousin to death."
Just hearing the words "Stuffing for the Courtesans of the Brocade" made Xie Songhua guess the explosive content here.
This is something that only those playboys can do!
How can a family that values family status like the Xie family, how can one tolerate such a reputation for the children in the family?
What's more, it was shortly after Xie Shuhua's incident happened.
The sisters rushed over in a hurry. Before they could reach the gate of the long house, they saw Xie Wenhua squatting on the roof and facing the yard below, "I just went to tell my comrades about it. His dignified men bullied the little girls. What's the problem with me when I saw unfairness on the way?
When you beat me, you taught me benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness when you were a child. I am benevolence, how did you beat me up? I didn’t do anything! I didn’t even call a singer, but their roasted mutton was really delicious, so I ate two more bites. Why isn’t this okay?"
Seeing this attitude, Xie Sihua suddenly lost his temper, and he no longer had the nerves he had just now. He even hugged his chest and found a stone pier to sit down.
Xie Songhua was puzzled, "What's going on?"
Xie Qionghua came over from a distance with a recruitment. She rolled her eyes as if she was copying and pasting it from Xie Sihua's face, "What's going on? Look!"
Then Xie Tu shook his head helplessly, "Sister Four, you have never seen a verbal battle between your elder brother and your father. This is still a bit less common in the past two years. When the elder brother hadn't gone to the camp before, our family would have to stage a show."
So Xie Songhua and the sisters sat in a row on the stone pier on the side of the road, watching the whole martial arts movements of father and son performed there.
"You unfilial son! You dare to talk back. You rely on yourself to enter the camp in the suburbs of Beijing. Now you are lawless. You don't know what kind of friends you have made outside. You can't eat where you can eat, so you have to go to where you can?"
"Where are you waiting for?" Xie Wenhua simply changed his posture, as if to make his breath more calm. "When someone opened the door to do business, the Jingzhao Prefecture said nothing. Doesn't it mean that they are protected by our Daqi Law?
The law of Daqi stipulates that I cannot go there for dinner? If you don’t ask me to go, then others will not ask his son to go. What else do they do? Then what is the need for existence? Besides, I did nothing, why are you embarrassed?"
"You have any reason?! You bastard, you have read all the books into the dog's belly!"
Only Xie Changqing's voice could be heard here, but no one could be seen.
But from the sound and breath of his speech, which was linked to his fat body, we can't imagine how angry he was at this time.
Even Xie Songhua looked like this and thought of going to the yard. He really wanted to see what his uncle looked like.
Then she noticed that the sound of the tiles falling, Xie Wenhua began to hide.
After looking carefully, Xie Changqing started throwing things up, "If you drink, you will be friends, you will be friends. What are you going to provoke the little prince if you have nothing to do?"
"I'm really seeing trouble!" Xie Wenhua hid and explained, "That's not a courtesan, but the girl who helped to serve food and drinks there. She is only eleven or twelve years old! That guy is simply a beast? He actually touched such a girl?
Who am I? I am a descendant of the Xie family, and I am full of kindness and chivalrousness. I can’t see it right? I just kicked it. Who knew that he didn’t stand firm and fell down from the upper floor.”
This sentence made the girls sitting look at each other, look at me, and look at you.
Lin Ruoxi stuttered: "He...what did he just say? He...he kicked the little prince downstairs?"
No one said anything, and he had no intention of watching the fun.
At such a critical moment, Xie Wenhua and the Little Prince had an argument and kicked the Little Prince downstairs. This was really hard not to remember the marriage between the Little Prince and Xie Songhua.
Everyone ran to Xie Changqing's yard, and when they entered, they found that An was sitting in the yard with his forehead wiping his eyes and tears. It was obvious that everyone was tired of crying.
When Xie Changqing saw their sisters coming in, he felt embarrassed to scold his son as he did just now, so he quickly threw down the broom in his hand to comfort his wife.
But An opened his hand, "What are you telling me now? You might as well strangle me to death with a rope."
Before Xie Changqing could speak, Xie Wenhua jumped off the roof and hurriedly said, "Hey! Mom, you have to make some sense. I am the one who makes you angry, so you should strangle me to death. What are my dad doing?"
"Just say a few less words!" Xie Qionghua was so angry that she picked up the broom that her father had just thrown down and smashed it at Xie Wenhua.
Xie Wenhua sideways and avoids it, holding his hands in his chest, looking indifferent, "Oh! What a big deal, at most, he broke his leg. When he was carried away, he was still howling! What could it be!"
"you……"
An almost fainted when he rolled his eyes.
Xie Changqing hurriedly sent his wife back to the house with his daughter.
Xie Tu walked over nervously, "Brother, you... are you..."
She glanced at Xie Songhua before continuing: "Did it be done?"
"No!" Xie Wenhua waved his hand without hesitation, "Although I have been unhappy for a long time, I came back to the capital and felt as if the little girl in this city was lined up to choose a concubine for him.
But he didn't hit me, and I was too lazy to cause trouble for him. Who knew that this time he was in the private room next to me. If I don't do anything, would I still thank Wenhua?"
Xie Songhua looked at him, feeling mixed feelings.
It’s time to say this, so what’s the use? Whether it’s outside or the Xie family, they will think that he is standing up for himself.
What can happen if this is the case?
This matter is probably more complicated now.
I was still hiding such a thing in the morning and did not dare to spread it to Shou'an Hall. Only after Xie Changqing and Xie Yuncang discussed it, Xie Changqing and his wife asked Xie Wenhua to come to the door to apologize.
Xie Wenhua was not happy, and he was quite stubborn.
In the end, An used his trick and directly clamored to hang himself. Then Xie Wenhua followed him reluctantly with his head hanging down.
Before they came back, the old lady heard about this. Now that it was better, Xie Songhua's work for several days to recuperate for her was wasted.
The whole family was waiting in Shou'an Hall again, waiting for news.
When the family of three appeared, everyone knew that the news came back was not good, and even Xie Wenhua's face looked very ugly.
The old lady felt her voice tremble a little, "What do you mean?"
Xie Wenhua glanced at Xie Songhua, then kicked the threshold irritably, "This grandson..."
"Put it cleanly, who are you scolding?" Xie Changqing scolded his son, and then knelt down for the old lady, "Mother, this evil man caused a big disaster and implicated the family. Son...the son is guilty."
As soon as she knelt, the row of juniors surrounding the old lady stood up and looked at him nervously.
"What did you say? Now?" The old lady didn't have the time to listen to those who had any, "Speak the point!"