Mao Yulong Xianbei read the clansmen's land donation documents twice in a row, and then tilted his head to look at his mother, "How is it, did your mother hear something in it?" Isn't it the opposite meaning? ”

In fact, this is Mao Yulong's bullying of the ancient times without punctuation, and all written records basically rely on personal understanding, or it will not be a good Analect, so that students all over the world will read it in a mess.

The mother stopped weaving, of course she heard it, the previous recitation and the last recitation, it was simply two diametrically opposed things.

According to the normal rules, the previous reading was that several families in the clan dedicated the land under their names to Mao Yulong's name, but the land rent collected was to be offered to the students in the clan school, as well as to repair the ancestral hall, and the rest belonged to each family.

But the latter is different, the latter is these people who take the initiative to dedicate their land to Mao Yulong, and the rent payable does not belong to the owner of those lands, it is to be used for clan studies and the repair of ancestral halls, but other harvests have become Mao Yulong's own things.

The mother looked at Mao Yulong in astonishment. She really didn't understand why there were two ways to say a document. It took a long time to understand: "In this way, are you taking the land that your clan has entrusted in your name and keeping it for yourself?" ”

Mao Yulong smiled and smiled: "Mother, your understanding is too thorough, that's what it means." They persecuted us, thinking that I was weak and easy to bully, and counted me as a whole, and in the future, our family's food and clothing would be eaten and wiped out. Hey, hey, hey, think beautifully, how can there be such a good thing in the world? What's mine is mine, and I'm determined to fight back. This is not to steal chickens and rice, not to mention that it is as simple as eating rice, I want them to bring me even the chicken coop. Then he thought proudly: "According to this document, I now have 200 acres of good paddy fields, and when the summer harvest is this year, 200 acres of high-quality paddy fields will be produced, and 500 catties will be played per acre, according to the normal land rent, according to the most harsh, just hit half, then we still have 50,000 catties of rice harvest, if the autumn harvest is counted, we can have 100,000 catties of grain income, and the well-off family will reach it in a blink of an eye. Mao Yulong smiled, and his small shoulders shrugged one after another.

"Bastard, how can you be like that." The mother is already out of anger.

As a result, Mao Yulong was still immersed in his own joy, squinted his eyes and continued: "What's more, they have to pass on several of their best children to my name, and I am in a hurry, so I agreed." When the time comes, they will be my sons, so let me make them live worse than death, and finally I will kill them all in the name of disobedience. When he said this, Mao Yulong's original peaceful expression slowly became cold, and finally became hideous, and an irrepressible anger filled his body.

Niang immediately felt cold, is this still her own pair of humble gentlemen who are polite to everyone and everything? This is the incarnation of the devil, looking at his hideous and distorted face, and then looking at his increasingly red eyes, my mother is completely frightened, my son is going crazy, this is going crazy, this has to be beaten quickly, otherwise my son will go crazy.

The mother took turns to broom pimples again, and continued to chase Mao Yulong, chicken, flying dog, and jumped.

As a result, a real blast at this critical time completely pulled Mao Yulong's mind back, and he became normal again. In the end, Mao Yulong promised that after letting go of this kind of thought, his mother's education was over.

But rubbing the bruises left by the broom pimples on his back, Mao Yulong said hatefully in his heart: "You dogs, bullying our mothers, widows, old and weak, this time, I must let you come back with interest, this is really a joy to brush." ”

In the afternoon, Mao Yulong's generous decision had already spread throughout the Mao family. But no one was grateful to him, because the elders of several houses were ready to pass on a few of the most important children to Mao Yulong's name, and of course they were hostile to those houses.

People are so weird, they don't belong to themselves, but they somehow think that they should belong to themselves, and since they belong to themselves, they are rejected, of course, they are full of hatred.

So in the afternoon, the concubines in several rooms began to come to Mao Yulong's house constantly, chattering at their mother, asking her mother to order Mao Yulong to agree to the above conditions, and some words became more and more ugly.

At this time, my mother also rarely insisted on it, her son did the right thing at this point, why did her son have many more step-sons for no reason, competing for the welfare that should belong to her son, and competing for her son's property in the future? This is too forceful, this is too bullying. This is a major event in his son's life, and he must not regress. At the same time, thinking of the kind of vicious means that his son just said, he must not harm those children, nor can he harm his own son, so the mother gritted her teeth, no matter who it was, even if the patriarch's grandmother came to oppress, she resolutely refused and never gave in.

But no matter what the mothers say, there are still several other mothers-in-law in the room, who come over like wheels, for the sake of their son's future, regardless of their face, chattering and sneering here, which is annoying.

the grease, the yard was filled with a warm scent, and this smell eventually spread to the whole street, making everyone envious and jealous.

The courtyard door on the opposite side was open, and the second aunt of the east house, leaning on the door frame, knocked on the melon seeds, and began to point at Sang and scold Huai: "The guy who couldn't even eat before, but he just had two small wings on the back of his head, and now he is starting to fly, this is really an old hen turned into a phoenix." How did he forget that he could change from a hen to a phoenix, it was not the efforts of our family, and that kid in my family, if he had such funding, maybe he would have been a lifter a long time ago. When you see them getting scared, they eat and drink spicy food after receiving a few buckets of rice, and they have long forgotten the grace of the other rooms, which is ungrateful, what is this? ”

A daughter-in-law from the neighbor's family brought out a basin of dirty water, and said hatefully: "My grandfathers work tirelessly every day, and they have to take out a dozen taels to go to the private school every year, but our family does not have a child to study, but it is just to raise a group of white-eyed wolves in the family." Starting tomorrow, if the patriarch asks for money for this private school at my house, I will never give it. When he said this, he splashed the basin of dirty water in his hand directly in front of Mao Yulong's door and drenched Xiao Huang.

Mao Yulong was very angry, he was not the original wretch, he was scolded by a group of people in the clan, and the anger in his heart had reached the extreme, especially when he saw Xiao Huang, who was drenched and wronged, and ran back to the yard with a whimper, the anger in his heart was difficult to suppress.

As a result, his arm was grabbed by his mother: "Forget it, we haven't suffered such idleness for a day or two, what can we do if we endure this time?" When you become a champion in the future and become a master, they will naturally bow their heads. After saying this, I couldn't help but have red circles in my eyes, and I burst into tears.

Since his grandfather died in battle, this family has no pillars, and has been bullied by the clansmen, but when the patriarchal law is greater than the sky, he can only grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, without the ability to resist at all.

Seeing her mother crying, Xiaoya immediately pounced on her, hugged her mother's waist tightly, and didn't know why, so she cried inexplicably, and Xiaohuang also stuck her head in the crotch of her pants, drooping her wet ears, even if she was wronged, she didn't make a sound anymore.

Mao Yulong sighed, closed the courtyard door, and when he came back, he hugged his mother's arm, tried to show his tolerant smile, and smiled to explain his mother: "If you don't listen to Wang Ba's chanting, I'll sing as if they were them, let's go home for dinner, anyway, there is meat and oil today, and such a small day will be more and more moisturized." ”