Ding Yuluo glanced at him coldly and asked, "Oh? I'm a daughter's family, and I can't ask about the Ding family. So when the Ding family was in a catastrophe and was on the verge of annihilation, where was your second young master Ding, a well-known man? ”

"You ......, I'm not...... Hum! Ding Chengye was annoyed and angry, it was okay not to mention this matter, but he was furious when he mentioned it. For no reason, someone deducted a basin on his head, and this kind of thing that became more and more black couldn't be argued, so that he became a joke behind people's backs in Bazhou City, and now he hides at home and doesn't dare to see those former friends, Ding Yuluo still wants to mention it.

Seeing his angry appearance, Ding Yuluo smiled faintly, and then turned to Ding Tingxun and said, "Daddy, the Ding family has a big business and a large population. A huge family, governing the family is like governing the army, and it is about clear rewards and punishments. If it weren't for Ding Hao, what kind of situation would our Ding family be in now? Such a great merit should be rewarded with any kind of reward. No, not a reward......"

Ding Yuluo became excited, and two blushes of excitement appeared on his jade-like cheeks: "It's thanks!" Thanks to him for saving the Ding family, saving the Ding family's property, and saving the lives of the Ding family. ”

Ding Chengye sneered: "He is a slave born and raised by my Ding family, and it is natural for him to serve my Ding family, how can a master be grateful to a slave?" You said that he had merit, and if he was rewarded with 100 yuan of money, he would have to be grateful to Dade, what else do you want? Dad, the steward of our Ding family, who didn't follow you in the wind and rain, and worked hard for more than ten years to get to this position. Dumb? Hum! What is he, he just goes out like this, and when he comes back, he will be the big steward, will the others obey? Will the servants of the old family who have worked hard for decades serve our Ding family? ”

Ding Yuluo noticed that the eldest brother was sitting there without saying a word. He used to be so shrewd and capable, but now he is so depressed, sitting there with his eyes lost, and he doesn't know what he is thinking, they are arguing so fiercely here, he sits there and doesn't say a word, as if these things have nothing to do with him, he is the only one who can make a final decision in front of his father before, Ding Yuluo can't help but feel miserable in his heart.

The eldest brother's life is over, if this family is let by the second son, a loser, the family that his father has worked so hard to create, will be ruined sooner or later. Anyway, I'm going to have to stop his prerogativeness

Ding Chengye is as energetic as a fighting at this time, when the eldest brother discussed major matters with his father in the past, how could he have the share of beak and mouth, but now the eldest brother only has the share of listening, the Ding family's generation, he is the only one with the handle, this is the capital, Ding Chengye is full of confidence, if it weren't for the father who has always been afraid of him still sitting on it, he would be empty-eyed.

"Dad, can't you listen to my sister's nonsense, what insight do women have? It's hard to say whether Ding Hao has this ability or not, do you know what those Diao people are talking about? said that he was out of his body last time when he had a high fever and was about to die, and he was enlightened by the fox fairy, you listen, you listen, the son is silent, and the mind is chaotic, can our Ding family use such a person? The people in the northwest are fierce, and many people use the theory of gods and ghosts to trick the villagers into rebelling and occupying the mountains as kings. ”

Ding Yuluo said angrily: "Dad, I am a member of the Ding family, this time Guangyuan transports grain, I don't say bitterness, I don't ask for credit, but this Ding Hao's credit, I must ask for him." If such great achievements are gently put down, will anyone still work for the Ding family in the future? If there is another disaster, I am afraid that the building will not be completed and the monkeys will be scattered, will there be anyone who will share the joys and sorrows with the Ding family? ”

Ding Chengye sneered: "What is this like, it seems that without that dumb, our Ding family will be in great trouble, when did our Ding family fall to the point where it can only be supported by a domestic slave?" The Ding family has a father, a big brother, and me, why is there a lowly subordinate? ”

"You're a bastard!" Ding Yu was so angry that his jade face turned red, and he shot the case.

"What is your intention to be biased towards outsiders?" Ding Chengye rolled his eyes and didn't give an inch.

"Enough!" Ding Tingxun slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Get out!" ”

The two sisters and brothers stopped talking together, Ding Tingxun stretched out his hand and shouted: "In the ancestral ancestral hall, what kind of system is it that you are shouting and shouting, you two, give me out!" ”

Ding Yuluo and Ding Chengye glanced at each other, snorted coldly in unison, and strode out.

The door slammed shut, Ding Tingxun breathed a sigh of relief, and was silent for a long time before he looked at the eldest son who had been sitting there, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and said tiredly: "Chengzong, what do you think?" ”

Ding Chengzong said lightly: "This ...... It depends on what Daddy means. ”

Ding Tingxun said gloomily: "Chengzong, isn't my father discussing with you?" Daddy knows...... This time your trauma is too heavy, but ...... Life has to go on, you have to cheer up. Your second brother has a flashy temperament, and it is difficult to become a big weapon, even if you can't show up in the future, you have to control behind the scenes, and operate this rudder, so that your father can rest assured, if you are always like this, how can you let your father be good? I'm getting old...... Zong'er, are you resentful of your father? ”

Ding Tingzong smiled faintly and said softly: "Dad, I am the son of the Ding family, and this is what I should do. Life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, if I am destined to have this calamity, even if I sit honestly at home, the roof wind blows down a piece of tiles, and it will also take my life. No matter how mixed the son is, how can he complain about his father. I mean, how to arrange that Ding Hao still depends on my father...... ...... to him What is the meaning. ”

Ding Chengzong bit the word "meaning" very hard, Ding Tingxun frowned, and said suspiciously: "Zong'er, what are you talking about?" ”

The corner of Ding Chengzong's mouth showed a helpless wry smile, and he said softly: "Dad, actually...... There are not many people who know Ding Hao's true background, they just don't dare to say it in front of you. Ding Hao, his son doesn't know much about this person, but his son believes in Yuluo, and since she said that this person has such a talent, then his son believes that he really has such a ability.

The question is, is the Ding family really inseparable from him? No! If there is him, it is the icing on the cake for our Ding family, and without him, our Ding family will not decline. He has made great contributions to the Ding family, and it is a great contribution to solving the crisis. But how should this reward be rewarded? You can give him a thousand rewards, you can give him three tiled houses, a few acres of fertile land, and you can also let him be a big steward in the Ding family. ”

He leaned on the rattan chair with both hands, his back straightened slightly, his eyes looked directly at Ding Tingxun, and said word by word: "So, everything depends on what Dad plans for him in the future." If Dad wants Ding Hao to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, what can he give him more than a big steward? If his father doesn't want to admit that he is the identity of the Ding family, then ......, the more strategic and intelligent he is, the more the Ding family can't use him, and he must not ...... Let him mess with the slightest bit of power! ”;