Chapter Twenty-Nine: Lao Tzu beats his son, which is justified

Shen Zhiyuan heard Wu Zheng speak, and slowly opened his closed eyes.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his hand and mouth, and looked at Wu Zheng in a daze for a while before he said, "Are you ...... Wu Zheng? ”

"Yes, I'm Wu Zheng." Wu Zheng sighed lightly in his heart, but replied firmly.

"I'm fine, you go see your sister."

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine. Go for it. ”

Wu Zheng handed Shen Zhiyuan over to Xiao An, straightened up and walked towards the old man and the girl.

"Brother!" The girl had already determined at this time that it was really her brother on the other side, and she jumped to her feet and waved her hand vigorously and shouted.

"Alas, my sister." Wu Zheng tentatively and loudly, responded.

It's been three years, and the father in front of me is still the father in my memory, but my sister doesn't match my memory.

Wu Zheng was only fourteen years old when he left home three years ago, and his sister Wu Xiaomei was only twelve years old.

"What are you shouting, go home with Dad." The old man glared at the girl, grabbed the girl's hand, dragged the girl to turn away, and didn't even look at Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng walked halfway, stopped, and was stunned.

"Let's catch up." Shen Zhiyuan, who was supported by Xiao An and stepped forward, said behind Wu Zheng.

"Are you alright?"

Shen Zhiyuan said with a smile: "It's just some flesh wounds, it's no big deal." Go quickly, or my uncle will be really angry. ”

Wu Zheng nodded, "Xiao An, you help Zhiyuan to see Langzhong, Erhan, and take someone back to Wuzhuang with me." ”

Wu Zheng followed his father and sister to Wuzhuang.

Along the way, Wu Xiaomei kept looking back at Wu Zheng, but every time she turned around, she would speed up Daddy Wu's pace.

So much so that Wu Zheng had to slow down, for fear that if he chased in a hurry, his father and sister would run out of anger.

But when he arrived at the gate of Wuzhuang, his father did not enter the village, but turned left and left.

Wu Zheng was a little puzzled, and in his memory the left side of Zhuangzi was the Wu family ancestral hall.

Thinking of this, Wu Zheng couldn't help but shudder.

Looking back at Er Han, Er Han's face was so bleak that he was no less than Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng raised his hand, patted Erhan's shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid." Let the master hit a few times, and it will be fine to get out of anger. ”

Erhan said in a nasal voice: "It would be nice if Xiao Anzi was here." ”

"Why?"

"It's always good to share the burden with multiple people."

……。

The ancestral hall is not far away, and it will be there in a while.

The Wu family is not prosperous, so the ancestral hall is not big.

One main hall is dedicated to ancestral tablets, and two wings on the left and right are placed with various sacrificial objects and furniture.

When he arrived at the ancestral hall, Wu Zheng realized that something was wrong.

The ancestral hall, the first and fifteenth days of the new year, is used for festivals and sacrifices.

But what Wu Zheng saw was that the wing room of the ancestral hall was now where his father and his sister lived.

This made Wu Zheng wonder in his heart, the Wu family was defeated? Could it be that after three years of hard work, my father will lose a good family?

But now there is no time to think about this, as soon as Wu Zheng entered the ancestral hall, without saying a word, he knelt down straight.

Erhan didn't have that qualification, he could only kneel outside the ancestral hall.

Wu Zheng knew very well in his heart, not to mention the ancestral training of the Wu family, just to say that he ran away from home three years ago, he would have to suffer dozens of bamboo flogs.

But it's not a big deal, in my memory, Wu Zheng was beaten, it was a small test in three days, and a big beating in five days, just get used to it.

Being beaten by his father is happy for Wu Zheng.

But Daddy Wu didn't pay attention to Wu Zheng at all, just sat with his eyes closed, not saying a word.

Wu Zheng had no choice, so he could only open his mouth and take the initiative to find a fight.

"Daddy, the boy is back."

"Dad, my son knows it's wrong."

"Dad, don't be angry."

"Sister, ask for the family law for my father."

But when Wu Xiaomei carefully handed the bamboo flap to Master Wu, she was thrown out of the ancestral hall by Master Wu.

However, Master Wu finally spoke.

"I have only one daughter, no son. If you're all right, then please. ”

The bamboo flap doesn't hurt the flesh, but this word is sad.

Wu Zheng's nose was sour, and he cried: "Dad, uncle is gone!" ”

When Master Wu heard this, his whole person shook violently.

Wu Xiaomei hurriedly stepped forward to help, turned her head to Wu Zheng and said, "What did my brother say?" How could Uncle ...... How could it not? Didn't you say ......? ”

Wu Zheng ignored Wu Xiaomei, but cried: "Dad, uncle is really gone." The last battle of Jiading Mansion, Uncle ...... He was martyred. ”

Old Man Wu got up tremblingly and looked at the tablets in the main hall, which were as many as eight floors.

After a long time, he said: "My Wu family does not have this person. From the day he disobeyed the ancestral teachings and left the Wu family, he was not a member of the Wu family. You...... You too. ”

Wu Zheng didn't expect this old man to be so ruthless, and his heart surged up: "I don't know what ancestral training is, even if there is really this ancestral training, even if the ancestor was right when he set this ancestral training, but after almost ten generations, this ancestral training is not appropriate." ”

Master Wu was furious, turned around and shouted: "The Wu family doesn't have a disobedient person like you, get out!" ”

"I don't get out, I want to beat and scold, just follow my father." Wu Zheng said, "Uncle died for the country, my father can not recognize my son, but the Wu family must recognize my uncle." ”

Master Wu paused and said, "With me for a day, the Wu family will not be your turn to call the shots." Little sister, drive him out. ”

Wu Zheng hissed: "Dad, the Qing army will go south in a few days." Can the ancestral training of the Wu family be more important than the national feud? If everyone is like my father, Da Ming will really die. After the country is broken, it is the death of the family, and there are no eggs under the nest? Doesn't Dad know this truth? ”

"Bastard! Unfilial son! Master Wu panted violently, slapped the incense case hard, and the incense candles fell one after another.

Maybe it was because Wu Zheng was scared, which made him feel that he had lost his father's dignity.

Master Wu turned around and kicked Wu Zheng's chest with all his might.

"Oh" with a muffled snort, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on the corners of Wu Zheng's forehead.

The heart-rending pain made Wu Zheng's whole person soften and curl up.

Frightened, Wu Xiaomei shouted, "Erhan, come in, what's wrong with my brother?" ”

Erhan snorted, got up with a "pout", and rushed in.

He glared at Master Wu, after all, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Master, the young master was just seriously injured in Jiading, and the arrows of the Tartar pierced through his chest and abdomen, and finally saved his life, do you really want to kill the young master?" ”

Master Wu's hands trembled, and even his lips trembled.

He bent down and said in a trembling voice: "Quick, little sister, go and invite Langzhong." ”

Wu Xiaomei was stopped by Erhan in response, "Miss, I'm running fast, let's go." ”

As soon as Er Han came out of the door, Xiao An and others came over with the team.

Hearing that Wu Zheng had something, Zhou Simin's face changed drastically, and he strode in, but when he rushed to the door of the ancestral hall, he stopped.

"Uncle Zheng, quickly take the ginseng slice and let the eldest brother hold it in his mouth."

Uncle Zheng beside him bowed to him and said, "Don't worry, son, go now." ”

The hundred-year-old ginseng may really be a treasure, Wu Zheng, who fainted in pain, after stuffing a piece of ginseng, after a short time, slowly breathed steadily and woke up.