However, Song Baojun, who likes to watch the excitement, was not idle, and stood outside the gate with his hands in his pockets and watched.

The two younger sisters were also entangled next to Song Baojun, Han Ruoyi looked at the group of people kneeling in the ancestral hall, and asked curiously, "Brother, what are they doing?"

"Worship your ancestors, ask your ancestors for their blessings. Song Baojun took out his hand and rubbed the little girl's head affectionately, and explained with a smile.

"Cut, it's not feudal superstition yet. Song Jingtong muttered quietly beside him.

Song Baojun immediately cast an approving look at his sister, put his arms around her neck and said with a smile: "Just whisper this kind of thing in private, don't let them hear it, otherwise we will have to say that we people with foreign surnames are troublesome." ”

Song Jingtong pursed her lips, obviously she didn't like the people on her grandfather's side very much, she was already sensible, and she could detect what kind of attitude her grandfather's relatives were.

After the Wu family on the other side of the ancestral hall finished worshipping, another eldest elder stood in the ancestral hall and gave a speech to everyone, which was nothing more than to encourage the people of Wujia Village to carry forward the surname Wu and so on.

As soon as the speech ended, several other people with considerable status in the village went up and said some others, including Song Baojun's grandfather Wu Dapeng.

Wu Dapeng has a high rank and status in the village, after all, there are so many branches in the village, and their branch is already quite an outstanding existence.

After the group of people finished tossing, the worship of the ancestors was announced, and then specially invited staff set up tables in a large open space far from the ancestral hall.

Every time the ancestor is worshipped, everyone in the village has to go to the table for a dinner, so as to show that the Wu family is united and prosperous, even people with foreign surnames such as Song Baojun can also be served, and there are not so many requirements.

"Let's go, let's go, the house is almost cleaned up, let's go over and prepare for dinner, I heard that a few chefs in charge at noon are specially invited from five-star hotels, and today we can be regarded as a blessing." Li Guixiang walked out of the house and greeted Song Baojun and the others standing at the door.

"Okay grandma. Song Baojun smiled and nodded, and took his two younger sisters to follow his grandmother to the wine table.

Their family happened to be divided into a table, and the temporary waiter who was invited over with the chef in charge brought up bowl after bowl of dishes, and the wine on the table was not a bargain, which was enough to prove that this annual ancestor worship, everyone in Wujia Village was really willing to pay their blood.

Song Baojun is naturally happy to eat and drink, and he doesn't want to spend money anyway, and after everyone started, he began to feast, and he didn't forget to pick up dishes for the two younger sisters sitting next to him.

Eating and eating, suddenly Han Ruoyi screamed and almost jumped up, Song Baojun looked over and found that it was several eight or nine-year-old children running behind her, and one of the boys was grabbing Han Ruoyi's little white dress with his hand.

"Why are you not allowed to mess with my skirt. Han Ruoyi saw that it was a boy a few years younger than herself who was grabbing her skirt, and she immediately became a little angry, and forcefully pulled the other party's hand away to get the skirt back, and then ignored the other party and was about to sit and continue eating.

Everyone at the table also laughed, the children were naughty, and they adults naturally didn't care so much about this kind of thing.

I thought that the matter had passed, but within two seconds, the little boy not only did not leave, but also intensified, grabbed Han Ruoyi's skirt with both hands and lifted it up hard, provoking Han Ruoyi to cry out with another scream.

"Fuck off. Song Baojun's face suddenly turned cold, and he directly grabbed the little boy's hand and pulled it away, and then pushed it back.

The little boy was only about eight or nine years old, where would he be Song Baojun's opponent, and Song Baojun grabbed his hand hard and was caught red, so he pushed directly backwards a few steps and then fell to the ground, and after a few seconds he reacted and began to cry.

As soon as the little boy cried like this, several of his friends were suddenly startled, and they were a little frightened when they looked at Song Baojun with a cold face, so they turned around and fled directly.

Song Baojun's behavior provoked Wu Feilong and the others at the table to look weird, and they all muttered in a low voice, obviously not praising Song Baojun.

And less than a minute later, a woman about forty years old ran over from a distance, looking at the little boy sitting on the ground crying, she had a sad expression, and quickly picked up the little boy and shouted: "What's wrong with Tong Tong, is someone bullying you?"

"Mom, someone hit me. When the little boy saw his mother coming, he cried even more heartbreakingly, as if his father and mother had died.

"Who?" said the woman.

The little boy cried and pointed at Song Baojun, and complained to his mother: "It's him, he pushed me just now." ”

The woman immediately stared at Song Baojun, with a look of eagerness to tear Song Baojun in half, stared at Song Baojun and asked viciously, "You are bullying my son?"

"He came running to lift my sister's skirt, and once he didn't listen, he would continue to lift it, so he pushed him. Song Baojun explained indifferently.

Hearing Song Baojun's answer, the woman suddenly became angry, pointed at Song Baojun and said viciously: "You are such an adult, you are embarrassed to bully a child, he is not sensible, what do you care about him?

"He's your son and not my son, why should I let him?" Song Baojun was also laughed at angrily, and retorted loudly.

He's still a kid, so you have to forgive him? Then you can forgive yourself, what's the matter with Lao Tzu?

Wu Guifang couldn't see her son being blamed, so she frowned and said: "Your own child doesn't care if it's good, what do you do to blame my child? Can you teach your own son well? You will bully girls at a young age, and you will have to grow up?"

"He's just a little kid, don't bully him for being ignorant, hurry up and apologize to my son, otherwise this matter won't be over today." The woman shouted angrily, causing all the people at the surrounding tables to fall silent, looking at them with curiosity on their faces.

On this big day of worshipping ancestors, who has nothing to do to quarrel here when they are full?

And after an old man saw the quarrel here, he hurriedly hurried over, frowned at the woman and asked, "What's the matter, Xiuying, what are you making trouble here?"

"Dad, you're here, someone is bullying your grandson. The woman hurriedly pointed to Song Baojun and told her what had happened, but what came out of her mouth became a joke between the two children, and Song Baojun, an adult, bullied the children.

The old man took out a tissue with a look of pity and wiped his tears for his grandson and whispered a few words of comfort, this little grandson is his favorite, after all, the third generation is such a man, the heart of the whole family, and he is still counting on him to inherit the lineage.

Then he snorted coldly with a dark face, pointed at Song Baojun and said, "Such an adult bullying a child?

"Brother Shan, this is my grandson. Wu Dapeng, who had not spoken, stood up, and the smile on his face was quite enthusiastic.

The two brothers, Wu Jingzhong and Wu Baoguo, who were sitting at the table, also stood up with a smile, looked at each other and took the initiative to greet each other: "Hello uncle." ”

The two of them had to be polite to each other, although they were both from Wujia Village, but the old man in front of them was called Wu Nanshan, and his family background was much stronger than theirs.

Their family opened a logistics company in Xianhe City, and in the past few years, the business has become bigger and bigger, like a snowball, and the entire Wujia Village is the richest in their family, and it is said that the net profit this year is nearly 5 million.

"Oh, Roc. Wu Nanshan's face softened a little after seeing Wu Dapeng, and he frowned and said, "What's the matter with your grandson?

"This ...... My grandson is not very sensible when he comes here for the first time, don't be too embarrassed, Brother Shan, I asked him to apologize to you. Wu Dapeng smiled, and then shouted at Song Baojun in a stern tone: "Xiaojun, why don't you apologize to your grandfather Nanshan soon?"

Song Baojun glanced at his grandfather, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why should I apologize? Their family has no tutor and can't manage the children well, and they come to bully my sister, and now I have to apologize?"

"That's it, your children have problems, and when they come to lift girls' skirts at a young age, they are simply a little hooligan. Song Shixian was also a little annoyed, and stood up and said angrily.

He didn't want to care about it, it was a trivial matter, and there was nothing to care about, just be reasonable.

But the other party is so unreasonable, that's all, his father-in-law even wants his son to apologize? How can anyone who does the right thing and someone who does the wrong thing apologize?

He is an upright person, he can't rub sand in his eyes, not to mention that the person concerned is his son at the moment, even if it is a stranger, he will stand up and speak.

was refuted by Song Baojun's father and son, and Wu Nanshan's face suddenly turned as black as coal.

Who is he Wu Nanshan? It can be said that he has the highest status in Wujia Village, and it is precisely because of this that when they saw him coming, Wu Dapeng and the others took the initiative to stand up and sell him face, and asked Song Baojun to come out and apologize to him.

But now this guy not only didn't apologize, but even stood up with another person to refute himself, which made Wu Nanshan suddenly feel that his face was damaged, and he laughed angrily: "Okay, you really have the ability, you dare to scold our family for not having a tutor after bullying my grandson?" Brother Dapeng, the people in your family are really sharp-toothed. ”

Wu Dapeng's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, Wu Jingzhong and Wu Baoguo's brothers turned dark, and they couldn't wait to run over and kick Song Baojun's father and son.

I've made you apologize, why are you still holding on? If you offend this old man, their family won't be able to get half of the benefits.

Wu Feilong seized this opportunity, looked directly at Song Baojun and said: "Cousin, you should apologize for bullying people, isn't this a natural thing? ”

Wu Xiangxiang also snorted coldly, and she didn't have a good airway. "Hmph, that's it, if such an adult bullies a child, what's wrong with the child making trouble?

"I don't think I should have brought him over, he wasn't from our Wu family in the first place. Wu Ruoyu pushed the glasses that slipped off the bridge of his nose and said with a smile.

The three of them were happy in their hearts, this guy was so desperate to scold Wu Nanshan, now grandpa must be angry and want to kick this guy out of the house.

"Song Baojun, apologize to your grandfather Nanshan immediately, otherwise your family will go back, you don't have to celebrate the New Year with us this year. Wu Dapeng also gave an ultimatum, and he didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with Song Baojun.

He didn't want to make a bad deal with Wu Nanshan's family for the sake of a grandson, lest he turn back and be retaliated against by the queen of the autumn.

"Dad. Wu Guifang also stood up, looked at his father and shouted, feeling a chill.

Is this really the home she wants to come back to? Would she rather help outsiders than help her own family?