Mrs. Liu is a grandmother, and she is certain that Wang Ruqian would not dare, so she will never bow to Wang Ruqian.
The old lady advised Wang Ruqian again: "You are a scholar."
Wang Ruqian sneered: "You have too many reasons, and they are all fallacious! Leave it to yourself!"
The old lady was anxious: "Why don't you listen to others' advice?"
A group of people from the Liao family tried to reason with her.
Many people onlookers laughed at them: "This Wang clan is also strange. There are not many people who come and go who can be regarded as human beings."
"Obviously the young man is a talented young man, a dragon, a phoenix, and a young man, but this clan has a dark heart and pushes him away."
"So this clan is shameless, so why should we argue with them?"
"I originally suspected that there was something wrong with this grandmother, but it turned out to be a problem with the entire clan."
There are many people in the Wang family, but the number of foreigners exceeds the number of locals.
When outsiders watch a play, they are generally not that immersed in it, but they were stimulated by Wang Ruqian.
Look how shameless this clan is.
People from Shilipu who were not surnamed Wang, and people from all over Shilipu who came to visit, all accused the Wang family.
"This kind of indifference between right and wrong, confusing right and wrong, shameless, canceling the engagement when we return."
With the You family at their back, the Wang family is full of confidence and is about to have a big melee.
Someone jumped up to Wang Ruqian and scolded: "Your sister is so sexy!"
"The mother and daughter don't know how they make money!"
"You slut was killed by someone, why do you still have the nerve to make a fuss?"
Wang Ruqian's eyes were sharp and he was no longer stimulated! Because these things were not spoken in human language.
A scholar came to Wang Chongru triumphantly and said: "Your nephew is too young. It would be wise to let him receive a few more lessons. The second master will entertain guests at Caohe tomorrow at noon."
A group of people were targeting the Liao family's uncles, cousins, etc.
Liu couldn't beat Wang Chongru, so he beat Xiao Peng fiercely.
Little Peng's life was miserable. She looked older than Liu and not as strong as her.
But Xiao Peng is not afraid this time. It is obviously the Wang family's fault, why should she bow to him?
As usual, if Mrs. Liao died in the Wang family, her mother's family would come to her.
My uncle is supporting Wang Ruqian. No matter how scared he is, he has to hold his waist up!
"You Tai is dead!" Outside, talented people watching the fun shouted loudly.
Wang Chongru was feeling proud when he suddenly screamed: "What?"
"Retribution! Die."
What Patriarch Yeman said is better than singing.
If you read it in the Banqiao Township accent, others may not understand it, but people in Shilipu will definitely understand it.
Yeman came on a donkey.
Wang's, in front of the ancestral hall, it's neither big nor small, but it's crowded now.
There are also people who want to watch the excitement and surround Shilipu. Many people climb trees or climb on roofs.
Yeman rode a donkey and squeezed over. People squeezed donkeys, and donkeys squeezed people.
Those who came later heard the news: "You Tailai died of drunkenness!"
To passers-by, You Tailai is just a son of the You family, and it is not the end of the You family.
As far as Shilipu is concerned, You Er is far away from them, and even a steward of the You family can do their bidding.
For Wang Chongru, at this moment, it was like the sky had fallen! His biological father was dead!
Wang Chongru's biological father, Wang Deng, wants to save face. This kind of thing has never come to light.
Wang Chongru cried in mourning with a pretty face, as if he were mourning for his heir: "It's impossible."
Mrs. Liu was also anxious and scolded others fiercely: "Are you sure?" The more he thought about it, the clearer it became, "That's the second master of the You family. Be careful not to be beaten to death by the You family for talking nonsense!"
Ancestor Yeman sneered: "Be careful that you are strangled to death by the Liao family and their daughter in the middle of the night! You heartless old godly woman! Oh, and Wang Chongwei was also killed by you!"
The ancestor didn't keep it anymore, and said it all at once: "You took the You family's two hundred taels of silver and sold Wang Chongwei. Wang Chongwei is a filial son and will not come to you in the middle of the night. Mrs. Liao can't worry about her son."
Everyone was stunned by the noisy scene.
It is one thing that Wang Ruqian was impersonated.
It's one thing that Yu Er is dead.
In the Wang family, Mrs. Liu sold her biological son Wang Chongwei, which is definitely not a trivial matter.
According to Liu's virtue, it is completely possible.
Someone in Shilipu echoed: "Ms. Liu has not treated Wang Chongwei like his own son since he was a child. I don't know where he picked him up. He looks a bit like Wang Deng."
Ancestor Yeman was curious: "Is it possible that Wang Deng had the child with the widow outside?"
Ms. Liu came back to her senses.
Her eldest son and so on are all protected by the Wang family, and this matter must not be acknowledged.
The ancestor doesn’t care whether they recognize it or not.
Let's break things off at once and settle the accounts with the You family.
No one has any doubts about whether the You family would do this.
Someone soon testified: "It was only ten years ago that the Qian brothers from Dashatang worked for the You family and died together. The Qian family came to the door and paid three hundred taels of silver. They turned around and were killed for money. Qian
Dad went to the Yamen to make trouble for a while, but to no avail."
Some people thought even deeper: "Ten years ago, wasn't it the time the You family fought with Haizhou?"
Let’s not talk about that.
A group of people accused Mr. Liu: "I sold my son, took the money, and cursed him for a day. Now I use my son to replace my grandson, and I want to force his whole family to death. This old man is nothing!"
"There's no way Old Man Wang doesn't know anything about this!"
"Old man Wang understands!"
"The clan also benefited!"
"You Er is dead, retribution has come!"
"If you lose your conscience, you will be punished!"
The Wang family does not recognize it.
Wang Ruqian's eyes were red: "I, Wang Ruqian, sever all ties with the Wang clan today!"
The clan elder is extremely angry!
Wang Ruqian was furious: "I will not leave the clan for my late father, no matter why he chose to do so!"
Someone in the Wang family angrily scolded Wang Ruqian: "You are now dead if you leave the clan."
Wang Ruqian was extremely angry: "Even if I die, I won't die in such a dirty place! I don't need your consent, God knows and the earth knows!"
Wang Ruqian pointed at Mrs. Liu: "We'll talk about you and my father later. You have nothing to do with me! Don't pretend to me again in the future!"
Mrs. Liu was furious: "I'll beat you to death!"
Wang Ruqian said: "If you want to beat Wang Ruqian to death, over there."
He pointed at Wang Chongru and said: "You can replace my name."
A group of people were angry: "If you have a life, it depends on whether you can enjoy it."
An old lady said: "This is the Wenqu star descending to earth. No matter in the sky or on the earth, there are countless of them. If we can't withstand it or are held accountable, oh my, the Wang family may be punished by heaven."
Wang Ru moved away.
He does not need the recognition of the Wang family.
Just stand upright and admit it to yourself!
Wang Ruqian is wearing shabby clothes, and his body seems to be glowing!
Countless people look up and worship!
Wang Ruqian took a few steps and turned around to send another couplet to the Wang family.
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This is the energy of a scholar!
It doesn’t matter whether they understand or not, and it doesn’t matter if they are thick-skinned.
As long as others don't tolerate it, they can control themselves but not others.
Many people looked at Wang Ruqian in awe!
This young man has a sword in his eyes!
But he saw this young man walking towards a young lady riding a donkey.
The little lady is very small, riding a small donkey, and has a unique charm.