Zhihua looked around and looked at the crowd.

She ignored them, only with a chuckle on the corner of her mouth, she slowly tidied up her already somewhat messy clothes, and when she was almost done, she walked to Fang Sanye's side.

Fang Sanye had already been stunned on the chair by Ma Dalan.

Zhihua looked at the little old man who had fainted with his eyes closed, and he only felt funny for a while.

Fang Sanye can be said to be a character in the village, but it's a pity that others are not old and have always refused to let go of power.

For a while, there have been various rumors about the painter in the village, and I thought that there would only be Ma Dalan's family there. Some others just don't have that opportunity, and some just don't have the courage to lie to the painter.

All this can actually be avoided, with Fang Sanye's means, if he is really willing to do it, everyone will not be obedient to the lesson.

It's a pity that Fang Sanye was annoyed that the painter opened a shop but didn't tell him in advance, thinking that their family didn't take him Fang Sanye seriously, so he let things that were not good for the painter develop freely, and finally came to this point.

How could Zhihua not be angry with Fang Sanye? It's just that he is now the village chief after all, and his family will have to go through his hands to buy land in the future, so the relationship can't be too stiff. Then again, he's just a dying little old man, and they all say that when people get old, they will be like children, and Zhihua feels that as a young and strong young man, she really can't afford to deal with an old man for this matter.

Obviously, someone has now forgotten the fact that he is only ten years old.

Zhihua stepped forward and reached out to untie the buckle under Fang Sanye's neck, so that his breathing could be smoother.

There was still some tea in the tea bowl on the table that had cooled down. Zhihua reached out and pinched Fang Sanye's mouth, picked up the tea bowl with the other hand, and slowly fed the water into Fang Sanye's mouth little by little.

It's a job that requires patience and takes an extremely long time.

After a long while, Zhihua poured the tea in the bowl.

She quietly stepped aside, carefully observing Third Master Fang's situation.

"What are you all standing here doing? Why don't you go in? "Grandma Fang has invited several respected grandmothers in the village.

The grandmothers are already very old, and the dirt roads in the countryside are full of potholes, so in order to prevent them from falling, Grandma Fang can only help the grandmothers to walk slowly.

finally arrived at the door of the ancestral hall, but saw a circle of people around, all quiet and quiet, without making a sound. Grandma Fang felt strange, so she asked out loud.

"Aunt Houdao is here, I'll tell you... Balabala" Another long-tongued woman in the village was interested when she saw Grandma Fang coming, and hurriedly told her about the part where Ma Dalan attacked Zhihua.

When Grandma Fang heard that Ma Dalan, the shrew, was bullying her little granddaughter, the whole person was suddenly angry, and her internal organs were on fire. She blushed, and without waiting for the people around her to give way to her, she stretched out her hands and pulled everyone away, squeezing all the way into the ancestral hall.

"Okay, you Ma Dalan, you dare to bully my granddaughter, you stand up for me, see if the old woman doesn't beat you to death!" Grandma Fang came to the hall, but she didn't see Ma Dalan, she thought that Ma Dalan had become a shrunken turtle and hid again, so she opened her mouth to scold.

"Grandma, I'm fine. This is the ancestral hall, and the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors are placed here, so don't make a loud noise, in case you surprise the ancestors, it will not be good. When Zhihua heard Grandma's voice, he knew that his family was coming. It's just that the people around her are too tightly surrounded, and she can't get out of a child at all. Who knew that the long-tongued woman in the village moved so fast, and she told what had just happened in three times and five divided by two. It's too late for Zhihua to stop it. Grandma Fang is angry now, and she has to hurry up to let her get rid of her anger. Grandma Fang is also in her fifties, she has been angry several times today, and people of her age will get sick sooner or later if she continues to be so angry.

Grandma Fang's small volcano was on the verge of erupting, but suddenly a basin of cold water fell from the sky. Grandma Fang felt the most sorry for her two granddaughters, and always felt that when they grew up and got married, they would have to go to their in-laws' house to suffer. So when I was at home, I felt a little sorry for my two granddaughters. In addition, Zhihua just fell ill not long ago and almost died. Grandma Fang felt even more sorry for this little granddaughter.

Now Zhihua has spoken, and every word is stuck on reason. Grandma Fang gradually regained her senses. This is an ancestral hall, and it is indeed not a good place to beat people. Thinking of this, the old man's breath slowly spit out, and he slowly stopped getting angry.

Zhihua saw that Grandma Fang had calmed down. Only then did he pick up another tea bowl, pour a glass of water, and hand it to Grandma Fang.

"Grandma, you've worked hard, drink saliva and rest."

"Hey, grandma is going to drink it, it's still my granddaughter's intimacy." Grandma Fang was already angry, and at this time, her most distressed little granddaughter personally brought herself a bowl of water, revealing her concern for herself, and the old man forgot about those unpleasant things at once, and truly enjoyed the joy of family at this moment.

Here, Zhihua successfully stopped Grandma Fang's madness. A few old ladies over there also walked through the human wall.

"Kind daughter-in-law, why do you say that your temperament is so big, if people say a few words, you will explode like a small cannonball!" It was an old woman who said this with all her teeth gone. She spoke very slowly, so she spoke very slowly.

"Yes, yes, why are you in a hurry! Don't wait for us old guys. At this time, another grandmother, who had already lost a few teeth, continued.

The other gray-haired grandmother didn't say anything, she was a more serious person, and at first glance she was a person who obeyed etiquette.

It's just that although he didn't smile at this moment, he looked at Zhihua, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

Well, yes, the granddaughter of this kind man is a courteous person.

These grandmothers don't know any of them. So I don't know how to greet him. She looked at Grandma Fang as if she was begging for help.

"Painting girl, I'm afraid you haven't seen it, come, grandma will tell you." Grandma Fang put down the tea bowl and touched the head of Zhihua, and then opened her mouth to introduce.

"This is your third wife, this is your fifth wife, and this is your seventh wife." Grandma Fang pointed to all the teeth that had fallen out, only a few teeth were lost, and the three grandmothers who were not smiling were introduced to Zhihua. (Mrs. = Mrs. Grandma)

After listening to Grandma Fang's introduction, Zhihua understood who these wives were, and at the same time remembered their stories.

The third wife, who lost all her teeth, is prosperous and happy in her family. Mrs. Five, who lost a few teeth, is a very optimistic and sunny person. Mrs. Seven, who is not smiling, was widowed at a very young age. It is said that there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, and in order to cause less gossip, Mrs. Seven is very strict with herself, so she has also created a somewhat stereotypical character.

All this was only turned in his heart, Zhihua listened to Grandma Fang's introduction, and hurriedly said hello to a few wives.

"I've seen paintings, the third wife, the fifth wife, and the seventh wife." Zhihua's voice is crisp, she always looks like she is smiling when she sees people, and the whole person looks very well-behaved and cute.

"Okay, okay, what a good girl, don't be polite." It was Mrs. Fifth who said this.

When Zhihua heard this, he stopped being polite, and quickly greeted several wives and sat on the chairs.

"What's going on? The third child has fainted? Seeing that Third Master Fang was tightly closed, Mrs. Seventh asked out loud.

"The third grandfather was fainted by Aunt Ma just now. I've just fed the third grandfather water, and I think I'll wake up after a while. Zhihua explained aloud.

"Well, the girl did a good job." Several wives nodded their heads at the practice of knowing paintings.

The wives are very old, and they don't know very well what is happening today. It's just that Grandma Fang Fang has something to ask for their door, and the painter has always had a good reputation in the village. So they agreed to come and go.

At this moment, Fang Sanye was still dizzy, and Fang Xiaolan and several old grandfathers from the clan were not present. Grandma Fang explained the matter to the three old ladies concisely. She didn't add any oil and vinegar, and restored the process of the matter on a case-by-case basis.

"It's really the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient! Such ugly things can be done, Fang Shi is really, this daughter-in-law really has to take care of it! Look at their Xiaolan, and Tie Dan. The two good children, who were taught what Ma Dalan looked like, loved vanity, and thought about clinging to the powerful all day long, and they never thought about supporting themselves at all, so if they go on like this, they will have to do it! "It was Mrs. Seven who said this. She was widowed when she was young, and she worked hard all her life. Her sons and daughters have been taught by her very well, they have never cheated and cheated, and they can be said to be good at doing things.

The most despised thing in Mrs. Seven's life is a person like Ma Dalan who thinks about getting something for nothing, and now she knows that she not only wants to get something for nothing, but also wants to sell her daughter for glory. How could she endure such a thing? There was a snap and the table was slammed. The whole person is obviously over seventy years old, and he is so angry that he can't wait to slap Ma Dalan twice.

"What are you doing here? Want to make yourself angry, so that Yougen can be anxious? The third lady said.

"Yes, yes, don't go, where can you control such a person, if you don't get angry, it's not your son and grandson who are in a hurry!" It was Mrs. Fifth who said this.

"Yes, Aunt Seven, don't be angry." Grandma Fang saw that Mrs. Seven was so angry that she hurriedly spoke out to persuade her.

This old lady is very old, if something really happens to her, then what's the matter?