Chapter 65: The Heart of Zhuliu Zhenshan

Liu Zhenshan walked over with an ugly face and glared at Liu Qingyue fiercely.

Liu Qingyue looked innocent.

Finally, the heart-rending crying stopped, and several people in the old mansion also looked at Liu Pingchuan with ugly faces.

Liu Zhenshan pretended to use the crutches and paused twice, with a sad face: "Dachuan, Dad just thought that you taught Yue'er well, and I didn't think of the kung fu to turn her face, she not only hid the vegetables, but also beat her aunt." The son doesn't teach, the father is wrong, I really taught you so many principles of being a human being in vain, and you actually raised such a disobedient thing! ”

Tsk, it's really bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

Liu Qingyue snorted coldly in her heart, and her thin body blocked in front of Liu Pingchuan.

A pair of black eyes stared at Liu Zhenshan, and his voice was cold and clean: "The son doesn't teach, the father's fault, what grandpa said is really right, and I ask grandpa to teach my aunt well after I go back, a girl who is too greedy is not easy to marry!" My aunt is almost eighteen years old, so it's hard to delay any longer......"

Liu Zhenshan's old face froze.

He was sarcastically taught a lesson by a grandchild's dead girl!

The old Xiucai, who thought he was highly respected, stared at Liu Qingyue with a gloomy face, hoping to scare Liu Qingyue with a cold face as before, confessing his guilt and begging for mercy.

It's a pity that Liu Qingyue can't receive his brain waves.

She even deliberately tilted her head and said with a smile: "Does grandpa think what his granddaughter said is very reasonable?" I knew that my grandfather was a sensible person! ”

Liu Zhenshan's crutches were just about to be lifted, but they were so stubbornly stopped by Liu Qingyue's words.

Neither is it to lift it up, nor is it to put it down.

Liu Qingyue didn't seem to see it, and said in a tone of hugging for Liu Zhenshan: "Grandpa is full of poetry and books, and he is rational and self-cultivation, and when he looks at the second uncle, he knows how successful his grandfather is in educating his children." My aunt is so greedy and likes to scold and beat people, how could it be taught by my grandfather! ”

Liu Zhenshan's face was distorted, and he didn't know what kind of expression to make for a while.

While praising his son, he scolded his daughter.

Yue'er, a dead girl, has become more and more difficult since she woke up from hanging.

Could it be ......

Was she really resurrected by a borrowed corpse?

Without waiting for the thoughts in his mind to turn, a touch of cunning flashed in Liu Qingyue's eyes.

She lowered her eyes to cover the mockery in her eyes, and spat out the last piercing sentence.

She said: "My aunt must have been taught badly when my grandfather was studying poetry and books hard and working hard for scientific research!" It's a pity that my grandfather didn't get the lift, and I also delayed the time to educate my aunt! Hey......"

Liu Qingyue's words, indiscriminate group attacks, and the lethality is off the charts.

Lao Xiucai's face turned black in an instant, and as soon as he flung the crutches hanging in mid-air, he pumped towards Liu Qingyue.

Liu Qingyue's body quickly stepped back, and her voice was fast: "Grandpa, hit hard, it's best to kill me." When Ling Gongzi came over to ask for the account, he couldn't find me, the debtor, so he could directly take all the things up and down the Liu family to pay off the debt, saving trouble! ”

Liu Zhenshan's second turn was once again awkwardly paused in mid-air.

The people of the Ling family in Yongning Mansion, not to mention that he is an old talent, even if he is a county order, he can't afford to offend.

Beat?

Don't fight?

Liu Zhenshan's old face turned red.

Liu Pingye has been reading books for a few years, and his knowledge is not long, and his ability to observe words and look at the horse is not bad.

At this time, seeing that his father couldn't get off the stage, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Liu Zhenshan's arm.

He hurriedly stopped: "Dad, what are you doing, Yue'er is still young, you can't be sensible, you can let the eldest brother teach slowly, you beat down with two crutches, how can it be good if it is broken!" ”

Liu Zhenshan got off the donkey and put down the crutches with a cold snort.