Chapter 701 cursed his son to death

Grandma Guan laughed "Okay, let her say, I want to see what tricks she can say." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Qin Fang smiled at Grandma Guan and said, "I know, you don't want to admit that Xuecheng is your son, and these three children are your grandsons, but in fact, on the family tree, they are all registered in your name and belong to your descendants." Whether you recognize it or not, a hundred years later, they will be the ones who will burn paper and kowtow to your grave. ”

When Qin Fang said this, she called the three children over: "Come over and meet your grandparents first." ”

She wanted to strike first, and then she would say goodbye. You can't afford to let a few kids see you, right?

As long as the children call their grandparents, can they still recognize them as adults?

Grandma Guan hurriedly stopped: "Don't bow down yet, I can't stand their heads, they are neither my husband's children, nor the children I gave birth to, I will not admit it." As for after death, I don't know anything after death, what difference does it make who goes to my grave?

Besides, we are going to go to Babao Mountain after we die, and it is not certain whether you are qualified to enter Babao Mountain. If you have any reason, you should hurry up and say it, so that it is better to walk, lest it be difficult to walk when it is dark. ”

Grandma Guan is driving people away in a bright way.

Qin Fang was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect Grandma Guan to play cards according to her imagination, so she had to continue: "Although you said that you won't admit it, people have families, and families are the destination of the entire Jian clan, so you won't want a family, right?"

As long as you don't want to get rid of the clan, you have to obey the arrangement of the family, and the family has—"

"Stop!" Grandma Guan interrupted Qin Fang's words: "You just said that the family did it when Da Zhong didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so you said-" She swept all the Jian family members except Jian Da Ming: "When you decided to pick two rooms for Jian Da Ming, you didn't get the exact news of Jian Da Zhong's death, did you?"

A few members of the Jane family, you look at me, I look at you, and no one can answer this.

Grandma Guan looked directly at the patriarch: "Patriarch, did you send my husband's death letter back to his hometown?"

Before the patriarch could speak, Qin Fang hurriedly replied, "Of course there is!

Grandma Guan interrupted her: "Who sent back the death letter, and how did the clan determine that my husband was dead? Who sent to investigate and then confirm that my husband was dead?"

Qin Fang only thought that it was rumored that Jian Dazhong was dead, and when the war was in chaos, who could still find out if he spread the news, but he didn't expect Grandma Guan to ask like this, and he couldn't answer it for a while.

Grandma Guan approached the patriarch: "Patriarch, you say!"

Grandpa Jian also stared at the patriarch: "Patriarch, don't lie, you should believe that I can find out the truth." ”

Of course, the patriarch believed that Guan Dazhong could find out the truth, so how dare he lie: "No, no news of your death has been reported back to the Jian family, and the family has not sent anyone to investigate whether you are dead or not. ”

But just now this Comrade Qin Fang said that there is. Grandma Guan looked at Qin Fang with disdain: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't have a factual basis, otherwise, you can't bear the responsibility." ”

Qin Fang didn't expect that the patriarch would expose her lies in public, and her face turned red for a while: "I, I, I just thought that the clan should have gotten the exact news by doing this." ”

It's just that Qin Fang's words offended the patriarch again, in fact, it was Jian Xianlin who personally found the patriarch and begged the patriarch to do something, but now, this Qin Fang's words put the responsibility on the patriarch!

The patriarch glared at Qin Fang fiercely, and said, "Actually, in that era, there were many people who lost contact with their families. No one went looking for it. Even if a dead letter comes back, it won't be verified. ”

He turned to Grandpa Jian: "Your father, Jian Xianlin, and your stepmother, Zhao Fengchu, have never told the clan that you are dead, nor have they asked the clan to send someone to verify your death.

The matter of marrying you a wife and letting the second room pick two rooms on one shoulder was requested by your father and stepmother, and on the condition that they donate 1,000 yuan a year to repair the ancestral hall, the clan agreed.

As you know, the clan has less money, and the ancestral hall also needs to be repaired. In addition, when you went out for many years, you didn't know whether you were alive or dead, and the clan thought that you were no longer alive, and considering that doing this would also allow you to have a queen, so I agreed. ”

What he said was to clear up his own relationship, and focused on pointing out that it was Jian Dazhong's father and stepmother who made the request, and the clan handled it. Moreover, they still donated a thousand yuan to the clan every year on the condition that the clan agreed.

Of course, he will never say the benefits he has received himself.

Grandma Guan looked at the patriarch with a smile: "Are you sure that anyone in your clan died during the war years?"

The patriarch was stunned in his heart, nodded and replied, "There are many deaths." ”

"Is there anyone who wants to help them marry a wife and take care of the dead men?"

The patriarch secretly shook in his heart: "No. ”

"Hehe, even the dead man has no one to marry a wife for them to inherit, my old Jane just lost contact, you can actually marry him a wife, and let the second room pick two rooms? Are you sure that this is to let the big house stay behind, not to help the second room calculate the property of the big house?"

The patriarch's lean face turned red, and he said stubbornly, "It was your father Jian Xianlin who proposed it himself. ”

Guan Xiuli raised her eyebrows with a heroic eyebrow: "Oh, my old Jane's father cursed his eldest son to die for no reason, and wanted his second son to pick two rooms on one shoulder?"

"Of course not!" the patriarch subconsciously retorted, "How can a father curse his son to die?"

Sure enough, Grandma Guan grabbed the end of his words and said: "Then, my eldest son has not heard of his death, so I can't wait to ask my second son to help him pick it up, isn't that equivalent to saying that his eldest son is dead, so he needs the second room to pick it up, isn't this a curse?, and your clan elders still agree and curse my old Jane together?"

She didn't relax at all and bit the topic of Jian Xianlin cursing her son to death.

The patriarch's sweat came out: When he was asked by his grandmother, he realized how unreliable it was to do this in the first place.

How could he say that a man would deliberately curse his son to death, and that their elders would help him curse his son?

When Jian Xianlin's wife, Lin, found out that her husband favored the concubine, so she transferred the dowry to a Swiss bank and handed over the key to Jian Xianlin.