"Stop, my wife has already gone to fetch you the silver, don't fight."

Feng Yi's screams made Feng Sheng's eyes chill, and he hurriedly spoke, extremely regretful that they had provoked such a bad star.

Feng Sheng's brows furrowed, and he regretted it endlessly.

"Girl, although it is wrong for the Feng family to beat your father, but you are a girl's family, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, you still have to marry."

When Hu Lao had a cold face and wanted to continue beating Feng Yi, while watching the lively crowd, an older old man spoke.

In the Feng family's play, everyone who can distinguish between right and wrong knows that the Feng family is wrong first, and if they don't drive people to a dead end, where can a good girl be so extreme.

The old man's tone of speech was quite kind, Hu Ra raised his eyes to look at him, and did not find any malice in the old man's eyes before he opened his lips and spoke.

"I'm not ready to marry in my life."

Hu's spicy words made He Yan, who was drinking tea in the courtyard, pause, but soon regained his composure and continued to drink tea leisurely.

At this time, I had to admire He Tong, and even the best Biluochun could be obtained.

"Girl, this can't be said to be full, although you were retired by the Feng family, but when you get married, fate still can't stop it."

In the hall, the old man was noncommittal, and continued to speak, frowning, and just as he wanted to speak, Mrs. Feng hurriedly ran in at the door.

"The silver is here, don't beat my son." Mrs. Feng said in a panic, hearing Feng Yi's screams made her dare not delay at all, for fear that if she delayed, this female demon would kill her son.

"Fifty taels of silver tickets, these are loose silver, and they are all in it." Mrs. Feng carefully put the box containing silver on the table closest to Hu Lala, and then quickly retreated, Hu La's ruthlessness left a deep shadow in her heart, so that Mrs. Feng still didn't dare to look directly at Feng Yi's face that was swollen into a pig's head.

Hu Lala glanced at the box, although she didn't know much about the conversion of these silvers, but she didn't dare to be a demon.

"Where's the pen and paper?" Hu Layan spoke in a deep voice, which frightened Mrs. Feng again.

"Here, here." Mrs. Feng hurriedly took the pen and paper, and in the hands of the subordinates, even the ink was polished.

"Put it on the table." Hu Lala's expressionless command, the subordinates were similar to Mrs. Feng, and their hands trembled with fright, especially when they saw the little young master who was beaten beyond recognition, they were even more frightened and hurriedly put down the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and retreated.

Hu Lala dragged Feng Yi to the table like a dead pig, and then sat on the chair, one foot tightly stepped on Feng Yi's neck, in the eyes of the Feng family, her movements were rude.

In the courtyard, He Yan watched Hu Spicy's movements with great interest, and he suddenly became curious, what did that ugly monster write with a pen and paper at this time?

Hu Lala sat on the chair with a sharp face, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and then wrote with the pen.

The crowd watching the excitement was also curious about what she was writing, and they didn't expect such a vulgar and ugly monster to write.

Everyone in the Feng family was also surprised, in addition to being surprised and worried, Hu Spicy's defense and the noble men in the courtyard made them dare not raise other crooked thoughts.

Hu La's writing is not good, but it was written quickly, blowing the ink, Hu Lalai sneered, and then pasted the paper on Feng Yi's face, and the big words divorce on it instantly made everyone in the hall boil.