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Chapter 135: Digging out and whipping the whip! No human!

Li San turned around and hugged Zhou Xiaohe into his arms, repeating in a hoarse voice: "Think about Xiaojiu."

Zhou Xiaohe, who kept laughing wildly, slowly calmed down.

Gong Chengliang came back to his senses, opened his hands, and hugged Li Sanlian and Zhou into his arms.

It looked like the younger generation was frightened and the elders were trying to comfort them.

Wang Qiuyue, who was next to him, also joined in. The two elders just surrounded the two younger ones in the middle.

Everyone was surprised and looked at the four people hugging each other.

I feel like something is wrong, but it seems like nothing is wrong.

Just looked at it blankly.

Gong Chengliang patted Li San on the back, then pulled Li San's hand away from Zhou's.

"Oh my God, you are such a heartless and wicked thing!" Wang Qiuyue cried, and when Gong Chengliang pulled Li San away, she hugged Ms. Zhou into her arms to comfort her.

Someone stood up and asked: "Uncle, is this true?"

Gong Chengliang nodded.

Several old men who were also born in the same generation also sighed and responded: "It's true."

When the truth became clear, the crowd suddenly fell into silence.

They all looked at each other in confusion.

Those Gong Quanlin who yelled fiercely before lowered their heads now.

Some people even yelled: "Old village chief, how could he do such a bad thing!"

"Bah! Don't call him the village chief! He has brought shame to Gongjiazhai and the Gong family ancestors!"

"That's right! Dig him up! You can't bury him in our Gong family's ancestral grave! He doesn't deserve it!"

"It's not enough to dig out! You have to be whipped! You are simply not human!"

For a time, many young people came forward.

Gong Chengliang took a deep breath: "Okay! Things have to be handled one by one! Now that everyone knows the truth, Zhou and Xiaojiu can also enter the ancestral hall!"

As soon as he spoke, the people blocking the door made way for him.

Wang Qiuyue put her arm around Zhou Xiaohe's shoulders and led him into the ancestral hall.

This is the second time Zhou Xiaohe has entered the ancestral hall. The first time was the day she married into Gongjiazhai.

The only two times were six years apart.

Seeing the memorial tablets of her husband and parents-in-law for the first time, Zhou Xiaohe stood there blankly for a long time.

He just looked at it quietly, without any emotion on his face.

Wang Qiuyue patted her back and said, "I've wronged you."

Zhou Xiaohe shook his head: "I've long been ashamed to see them." After saying that, he turned around and left alone.

Li San wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Gong Chengliang and dragged into the ancestral hall.

In the meantime, Gong Chengliang whispered: "Lao San, don't forget your identity! Don't let your mother worry!"

Li San obediently sat down at the square table.

What happens next is much simpler.

Gong Jiaqi, whose hands were tied, was brought up to kneel in front of many memorial tablets.

Gong Chengliang asked for the clan rules and read out the clauses committed by the seven Gong family members.

It is written on it that cutting off the heir is a serious crime.

He is a person who is deemed to have bad character and is not worthy of being written on the family tree.

After Gong Liang finished reading, he looked at the seven members of the Gong family and sighed: "Why bother! Even if the two bears can't come back, you can still treat your two grandchildren well. It won't... alas!"

Gong Chengliang picked up the pen and crossed out Gong Jiaqi's name from the family tree. Gong Jiaqi suddenly kowtowed and burst into tears.

"I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Don't drive me away! Don't!"

Everyone remained silent, Gong Chengliang waved his hand: "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place!"

They recruited some strong laborers and took Gong Jiaqi away.

According to the rules, they would watch Gong Jiaqi go home and pack his things, and then send Gong Jiaqi and his old woman out of the village together.

As the saying goes, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, follow the dog.

Gong Jiaqi was driven out of the village, and his old woman had to follow him.

Then, Gong Chengliang invited those uncles to discuss the issue of raising Gong Daniu and Gong Erhu.

Gong Daniu is okay, many people miss his mother and want to adopt him.

Gong Erhu was in a worse situation. He was spoiled by the Gou family since he was a child, and his conduct was notoriously bad in the village.

No one wants to adopt.

Gong Erhu shook his head when he saw others looking at him, and stared at them bitterly.

From time to time, the nose makes a snorting sound like a cow.

Several people discussed and discussed, and finally decided to let Gong Erxiong's cousin raise Gong Erhu.

The man immediately panicked, waved his hands and said: "No, no, I can't control him! He can't be beaten after beating, scolded and scolded, but he won't listen, I won't support him!"

"Humph!" Gong Erhu rushed up, kicked his cousin's knee, and yelled, "I don't want you to raise him! I want to be with my grandma! Bah!"

The little bastard even spat on the person and ran away.

Someone wanted to chase him, but Gong Chengliang called him to stop him.

"Let him go! Gong Erxiong has no choice but to run away after killing someone to pay for his death. Gong Jiaqi can also have something to think about if he is with him."

The uncles and gentlemen didn't know whether they heard clearly or not, and they all nodded along.

As a result, the Gong family's plan to sell their grandson to save their son was settled.

Li San couldn't sit still anymore and came over and asked: "Is it over?"

It took Gong Chengliang a while to react. "It's over. But..."

Before he could finish his words, Li San disappeared.

Gong Chengliang winked at his old lady. Wang Qiuyue nodded knowingly and chased her out.

Next, what they want to discuss is Gong Chenglin, who has been buried underground.

Here, Li San rushed out of Gong's ancestral hall and rushed to his small courtyard.

That speed can't be called running fast, it can only be called flying low.

He was still some distance away from his own courtyard, so he shouted: "Mother! Mother!"

In the main room, Lin Tao, who was not in the mood to count money, just buried the cloth bag back when he heard it and frowned.

What happened again? As for doing this kid like this?

After patting the dirt on his hands and coming out, he saw Li San banging on the door and coming in, sweating profusely.

"What's wrong?"

"Xiao He! Where is Xiao He?"

Lin Tao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Something happened!

"What happened?" Lin Tao asked.

Just this guy, Lao San, had such a loud voice just now that everyone in the courtyard was attracted.

"Third uncle, what's wrong with my mother? Where is my wife?" Gong Xiaojiu staggered over.

Li San slapped himself and bit his mouth for a long time without farting. Lin Tao quickly asked the three little ones to help Gong Xiaojiu back to the east row house.

This kid just opened his mouth.

After Lin Tao heard this, she felt completely bad.

She thought that at most these people believed in stupid theories about ghosts and gods.

I really didn’t expect that human nature can be so ugly!

It really echoes the sentence: There are only two things in this world that cannot be looked at directly, one is the sun, and the other is the human heart!

"Mom! Think of something quickly." Ms. Xu jumped up and down anxiously.

Zhu was so anxious that she couldn't even speak. She clapped her hands tightly.

"Mom!" Li San, this kid, even when he is anxious, he always talks like this.

"What's the use of being anxious now? Why didn't you take good care of this person just now!" Lin Tao also regretted it. If she had known this, she should have followed along!

With a bang, Mrs. Wang stumbled in.

"Big sister! Something is going to happen! Something is going to happen!"
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