Mama Wei grew up watching Rong Zhao, and she knew that although she usually looked like the young lady was arrogant and domineering, she was not bad in nature, and she was not a vicious person. It's just because she grew up in such a bad environment, everyone spoiled her, indulged her, and some people deliberately killed her, so she created such a temperament today.

And she can see that Miss is so arrogant, in fact, it is another way to protect herself. She has lost her mother since she was a child, and although she is loved by everyone, she knows better than anyone what it will be like for a child without a mother in a house.

Her domineering, her domineering, her domineering, her arrogance, these are just because she is afraid of being bullied, so she uses this way to intimidate others first, telling everyone that she is not easy to bully, and forgive them for not daring to despise her anymore.

Yes, it is also because of such a temperament that the people in the house have many complaints about her, but they dare not speak out. She also offended many people because of such a temperament, and everyone flattered her on the surface, but in fact, she really did what the third master said behind her back, and she didn't know how to point to her backbone.

Mama Wei has never read a book, but she still understands some truths, "This person can't be perfect, let alone be loved by everyone." But the slave knows that people have to live for themselves, even if everyone doesn't like them, you have to like yourself. Besides, there are a lot of people who like Miss, and do you care about the one or two people you don't care about in the first place, whether they like or hate you?"

She gently wiped the tears on Rong Zhao's face, Rong Zhao grabbed her hand and said firmly: "Yes, I don't care about others, and I don't care if they hate me or not." ”

"That's right. Mama Wei smiled.

She asked Qiushui to go to the hard-boiled egg in the kitchen, peeled the shell and rubbed Rong Zhao's face. Rong Sanye didn't show mercy when he slapped him, and after such a long time, Rong Zhao's face was already swollen.

When Marquis Rong and the Gao family heard the news, they arrived to speak. At that time, Mama Wei was rubbing Rong Zhao's face, and Rong Zhao was grinning in pain because of the pain.

Before he could enter the room, Rong Zhao's cry came out, and Rong Hou Ye was so shocked that he almost ran in.

"Daddy. Seeing Marquis Rong, Rong Zhao's pain turned into grievances, this may be family affection, seeing a loved one, no matter how strong his heart is, he will soften it.

"How is it?does it hurt?" Marquis Rong hugged Rong Zhao, looked at the slap marks on her face distressedly, and reached out to touch it, but he was afraid of hurting her.

"It hurts—" Rong Zhao rested his head on his shoulder, crying promisingly.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, let Daddy see again. Marquis Rong looked at his daughter's face and frowned. The wound on one side had not healed, and the other side was swollen again, and he couldn't help but blame himself in his heart, feeling that he had not taken good care of his daughter.

Gao Shi sat on the edge of the bed, also frowned, and complained with anger in his tone: "The third master is too ruthless, in the end Zhaozhao is his niece, how can he fight? Look at this beating, half of my face is about to be deformed, and if I am more ruthless, I will almost lose my teeth. ”

At such a mention, Marquis Rong shook his head. His third brother is becoming more and more disagreeable, for such a thing, he spoiled his concubine and killed his wife, and he contradicted the old lady several times, and now he beat his daughter for that woman. He saw that the old lady was right, that woman had poured ecstasy soup into the third brother.

But what can he do with this third brother? Is it for the sake of his daughter to beat him?

There was a heavy sigh between his snorts, and he said abruptly: "The third child is getting more and more mixed!"

Gao looked at Rong Zhao and said, "It's all swollen, do you need to ask a doctor to take a look?"

Marquis Rong thought for a while and said, "It's not serious enough to ask a doctor, and the swelling should be reduced tomorrow with some medicine." He didn't want people to know about the restlessness in his house, and he didn't want to publicize it. He comforted Rong Zhao again, "My father has more than just my father, and your third uncle is the same, he is the child in Aunt Rou's belly, so he is so confused, don't worry about him." ”

"Daddy didn't want to hit me when he was so big. Rong Zhao pursed her lips, indignant, if she was allowed to do so, she would not be reconciled. She was coquettish, twisted her body and cried even harder, "Dad doesn't hurt me at all, and you won't help me when I am beaten." ”

"You are my father's baby, how can my father not hurt you?" ”

"Hmph!" Rong Zhao tugged at the quilt and covered it again. She was beaten, and her father just talked about the third uncle verbally, and he was too cheap.

At this moment, the grandmother next to Mrs. Rong came over and said that she was inviting them to Hengduzhai. Marquis Rong asked what was the matter, and the old lady hesitated, although she didn't say what the reason was, but she said that she had sent someone to invite the third master. When I said this, I probably guessed what the old lady meant.

Sure enough, when he came to Hengduzhai, Rong Sanye was already waiting. Before they arrived, Mrs. Rong had already reprimanded him, but the expression on his face was still angry, and he glared at Rong Zhao, as if he felt that a slap was too little. But as soon as he saw Marquis Rong, he lowered his head again.

Although it was impulsive to beat Rong Zhao at that time, he didn't actually feel that he had done something wrong. He has long been tired of Rong Zhao being too arrogant, like a living ancestor, and he just thinks of it as a lesson.

It's just that she is the pearl of the eldest brother's palm in the end, and if she beats her, the eldest brother will definitely be unhappy.

Rong Zhao raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him not with a good look in return.

"Come, show Grandmother. Old Mrs. Rong squinted at Third Master Rong, and hurriedly beckoned Rong Zhao to her side, "I feel sorry for my grandmother, such a thin skin and tender flesh are all swollen." Her eyes sharpened, shooting at Rong Sanye, and her tone contained anger and majesty, "You are too disagreeable, how can you do it!"

Rong Sanye pursed his lips, sneered lowly, and did not refute.

Old Lady Rong glared at him, and then sat beside Rong Zhao with her arms around her, "Your third uncle was fascinated by the fox spirit, don't blame him, it was all that woman's vigorous pampering, and he lost his sense of proportion." Although she reprimanded Rong Sanye in front of everyone, after all, it was her son, and she was still partial, and she put all the blame on Aunt Rou.

"Mother!" Rong Sanye called in a calm voice. Although Mrs. Rong was speaking for him, he was thinking of another woman. "This matter has nothing to do with Aunt Rou-"

Old Lady Rong slapped the table, crossed her eyebrows and said angrily: "Shut up! At this point, you still defend that woman?" she squinted her eyes slightly at Rong Sanye, warning him not to talk more.