Chapter 115: The Last Straw (Ask for the First Order)
Three days later.
Tian Ji and Zhao Shide were beheaded at the entrance of the vegetable market.
The onlookers all clapped their hands.
Jiang Junshou specially ordered the corpse to be violent for three days to set an example.
Yao Yu wrote the text, and after the government found someone to copy it, he sent a copy to Mrs. Pei's house.
And Mrs. Pei was old and dizzy, so she ordered her grandson to read it to him.
Pei Zhiyang held the text and read it again.
After he finished reading, Mrs. Pei, who was crooked in the recliner and closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, slowly opened her eyes.
"Zhiyang, what do you think of this article?"
"Grief and indignation are generous and thought-provoking."
Mrs. Pei twisted her snow-white long beard, and asked again: "How is the person who wrote this article?" ”
"Yao Yuqi seems to be a rich son, and his grandson expects that his articles must be delicate and delicate."
"But when I read it, there is a sad song of generosity, and I don't know how he was born rich and comfortable, and how he came to fall into the mark of hardship."
Old Lady Pei nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad."
He motioned for Pei Zhiyang to come to him, squinting his eyes and looking at the most favored little grandson in the family.
"You kid has always been more open than others, but grandpa still wants to remind you ......"
Pei Zhiyang smiled at the old man and said, "Grandpa, just say it." ”
"Stay away from this person."
Although the essay is brilliant, the article is the easiest to betray the writer's heart.
Pei Zhiyang and Yao Yu have no intersection.
Whatever Grandpa said, he responded obediently.
Mrs. Pei ordered someone to take away the text, touched his head and said, "Grandpa is tired, you can go out to play with the Shen family's brother." ”
Pei Zhiyang retired and left, looking for Shen Fu all over the garden, but found that he had walked outside the Buddhist hall of the Pei family.
"I saw that the wooden wood inside was just right, and I wanted to go in and have a look, but I was stopped at the door by my subordinates."
Pei Zhiyang grabbed Shen Fu's shoulder and said with a smile: "Inside is my aunt's territory, and her old man won't even see me, let's go." ”
Shen Fu had to withdraw with him, and sighed: "It's a pity for this year's Muxi." ”
"My aunt and grandmother probably haven't been out of the Buddha hall for decades."
He also glanced back at the Buddhist hall, and a few branches of wood sticked out of the wall, and the rich fragrance wafted far away.
At this time, the two of them didn't know how much bloody rain would be involved in the Buddhist hall in the future.
The Li family has also exploded in the past few days.
Li's mother borrowed money from the neighborhoods everywhere, begged her grandfather to sue her grandmother, and finally gave Li Han a dowry of more than a dozen taels of silver.
It wasn't until Mrs. Feng came to the door and happened to bump into Li Han that he knew that his mother had told him a family matter.
Where is Li Han willing to follow?
After he drove away Mrs. Feng, he had a big quarrel with Mother Li.
Li's mother was angry, so she repeated the trick, and her eyes closed and fell to the ground.
Li Han panicked at this time, and hurriedly helped his mother to lie down, and sat on the edge of the bed anxiously to guard.
He stayed for an hour or two before Mother Li slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing she said was, "You want your mother to die!" ”
Li Han was taken aback, and hurriedly knelt down, swearing and consoling, but Li's mother was determined to marry the girl of the Zhang family.
Mother Li said: "If you don't marry that girl, you are forcing your mother to jump into the river and die to show you." ”
As she spoke, she got out of bed and went around looking for a wood knife.
Li Han couldn't resist her, and was about to stop her, but she stuffed a firewood knife in her hand.
Mother Li cried: "I just picked up a piece of meat and came back to raise it!" Don't you want your mother, you do it! ”
She shouted loudly, attracting many neighbors.
Li Han held the firewood knife helplessly, and begged bitterly: "Mother, don't make trouble, isn't it uncomfortable, go back and lie down." ”
"Mother? Do you still know that I am your mother? ”
When Li's mother saw that Li Han began to soften, she immediately intensified, sat on the ground and cried.
"The old lady is a widow, she has worked hard to pull you up, and she has never enjoyed half a day's blessings, and she is reluctant to eat for you, and she is reluctant to wear ...... for you."
"Have you and I been easy all these years? You are touching your conscience and telling the truth! ”
Many people have seen Li's mother's hardships.
The neighbor who joined in the fun said: "Yes, Brother Han, your mother has had a hard time in this life, don't say that you want to hurt her, don't be angry with her." ”
Li Han has the most important face, and at this moment, his mother is sprinkled in public, and his face as a scholar has long been gone.
He threw down the firewood knife with a "clatter", and said with a cold face: "Mother, you get up first." ”
Mother Li cried even harder.
"Kill me, if you kill me, I'll go find that little vixen!"
The neighbors all came to the spirit, and they all said that women outside were born to be a scourge.
Some people also accused Li Han, saying that he was so fascinated by sex that he didn't even recognize his mother, and he read all the sage books in the dog's stomach.
Li Han really couldn't stand everyone's fingering.
He knelt down in front of Mother Li with a plop and pleaded, "Am I still up to you?" Mother, shall we go back? ”
Mother Li got up from the ground, patted her buttocks, and said, "Okay, okay, you remember, my mother is all for your good." ”
This farce finally came to an end.
But the matter soon reached the ears of Butcher Zhang.
The messenger added fuel and said a lot of bad things.
Butcher Zhang was so angry, his delicate girl was disgusted by her husband before she got on the sedan chair?
Most of his sons and nephews are short-tempered.
On the same day, several strong men came to Li's house with a pig-killing knife and a bone chopping knife, and they had to ask clearly, is this family knotted or not?
Mother Li was frightened, and her legs and feet were weak.
Li Han was worried about the situation of his widowed mother, and he had no choice but to promise, and this family affair still counted.
In the end, he confessed to his future father-in-law, and only after wearing out his mouth did he invite the group away.
Before leaving, Butcher Zhang said: "You scholars, you speak well." But if I find out that you dare to dislike my daughter......"
He shook the cold light of the bone chopping knife at Li Han.
His nephew interjected: "I heard that you scholars have some kind of backbone. I don't know if it's because you're hard-boned, or if my knife is hard. ”
Li Han said something bad and finally sent them away.
His eyes were hollow, leaning against the door panel, and he muttered, "Shaohua, it's me who bears you, it's me." ”
The next day, Fu Shaohua heard about it, and when he went to find Li Han, he avoided it.
Fu Shaohua didn't give up, and waited for him for most of the day.
He said, "You are the clouds in the sky, and I am the clay of the earth, and there is a difference between us from the beginning."
Speaking of which, being well-off turned out to be Fu Shaohua's sin.
The more Li Han spoke, the more indignant he became, and in the end he seemed to have regarded himself as a victim and asked Fu Shaohua to leave him and not come back to humiliate him.
Fu Shaohua's heart was broken.
She didn't know how she had walked back, or who she had seen or heard along the way.
But when she sat down in the courtyard, the courtyard door opened.
Outside the door, a charming young woman walked in.
Liu Ruying walked towards her, stretched out her hand and said, "Good sister, my sister has heard about the Li family, and she came to see you." ”
A soft and venomous smile appeared on the beautiful face.
"My sister has an idea, and she will definitely help you get what you want."
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