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His eyes were full of pain.

Seeing that Erlang was silent, Second Master Song naturally thought that he had agreed silently, so he waved his hand and said with a tired face: "It's too late today, I want to come and your grandmother to rest, it's inconvenient to disturb, let's go back tomorrow, and you go back to Wenshu." ”

After that, Second Master Song closed his eyes, slowly pressed the acupuncture points between his eyes with his fingers, and gently kneaded them to relieve the tiredness in his heart.

For a moment, but he didn't hear Erlang leave, Second Master Song frowned and asked, "What, what else do you have to do?" But he didn't open his eyes.

In recent days, many unpleasant things have arisen again and again, especially the old thing that made him really exhausted and hard, since he saw Xu Youchang and Song Hui at Du Sanniang's place, he almost never slept a night.

Coupled with the news sent by Fang Cai's entourage, Second Master Song's brain hurts badly now, as if someone is beating a drum in his Heavenly Spirit Gai, buzzing.

Erlang stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Father, how can the child mention it to his grandmother?" ”

His voice was hoarse and deep, as if his throat had been broken by coals.

Second Master Song thought that Erlang was embarrassed to get straight to the point, and he couldn't find a suitable excuse.

Sighing, Second Master Song said: "You just told your grandmother that the scientific examination is imminent, and it is really difficult to feel at ease without your mother's company, your grandmother has always loved you, and she will agree." ”

Erlang looked at Second Master Song, who was still with his eyes closed, with a complicated expression, and said with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "Father, what does the child mean, what kind of face does the child have to beg his grandmother to forgive his mother." ”

Second Master Song was stunned, as if he couldn't understand what Erlang was saying, and let him say something appalling and unbelievable.

He opened his eyes and looked at Jiro, "What did you say?" ”

Erlang said: "Ask the grandmother to forgive the mother, the father begs, the child doesn't have that face!" ”

This time, Second Master Song was sure that he had heard correctly, and suddenly Qingjian suddenly became angry.

"Little rabbit, what do you mean you don't have that face, you make it clear to your father!" The corners of Song Er's old man's eyes jumped, and he pointed at Erlang's nose and shouted.

Erlang looked at his angry father, took a deep breath, as if he had let go, and said: "Mother is the child's biological mother, she is locked up in the West Cross Courtyard, and it is natural to be a son, but the things that the mother did to the sister-in-law are intolerable, you let the son ......"

Before Erlang's words were finished, Second Master Song "snapped" the table and stood up suddenly.

Under the extreme anger, Second Master Song's eyes were full of hideous red bloodshots.

walked up to Erlang in a few steps and hit him with his head and face.

"You bastard, what are you talking about here!" Song Er's heart ached, "She is your mother, and in this case, you also said it as a son of man, where have you read the sage books!" ”

After being slapped several times by Second Master Song, although his face was in hot pain, Erlang's heart felt an unprecedented relief.

Ever since his mother was locked up by his grandmother, he hadn't had a moment like this.

Erlang, who was relaxed, was surprisingly calm, "Father, it is precisely because the child has read the sage book that he knows what is right and wrong, and what a gentleman does and does not do. ”

"Crazy, crazy!" Second Master Song was angry with Erlang, who was full of disobedience, jumping on his feet and spinning in place, "How can I teach you such a thing to eat inside and out, let me ask you, do you want to go!" ”

Erlang looked at Second Master Song stubbornly, and said firmly: "Don't go!" ”

"Smack!" In a hurry, Second Master Song turned around and grabbed another inkstone on the bookcase, and smashed it directly at Erlang's head.

The corners of Erlang's mouth twitched, and he saw that the inkstone in his angry father's hand was getting closer and closer to him, and after a moment of palpitations, he slowly closed his eyes calmly.

Rather than do something against his will, he would rather be stoned to death by his father.

Dead and clean, the house is a mess, where is it still like a home.

On the side of Mingzhitang, the eldest brother and sister-in-law are mixing oil in honey, and the life is vivid.

On the other side of the third room, the kindness of the third uncle and the third aunt has not diminished back then, and the days are delicious.

As for the four rooms, the four uncles and four aunts are old and have children, and the days are the icing on the cake.

Looking at it, the entire Zhenguo Mansion, except for the second room, is an exception.

The exception was that he didn't want to go home at all.

"Bang dang!"

The inkstone in the hand of the second master of Song smashed straight into Erlang's forehead, and suddenly the red blood gurgled out, and in a moment, there were a few more shocking blood paths on Erlang's face.

Jiro stood there like a wooden man, motionless, letting the blood flow.

Second Master Song was immediately dumbfounded, as if what he was holding in his hand was not an inkstone but a very hot hard stone, and he couldn't avoid throwing it away.

In addition to being frightened, his face was full of relatives.

Erlang was quick and quick to react, and he easily avoided such an emergency just now, this time, why didn't he dodge.

It's just that he knows that Erlang can dodge, so he is like this, but it is just to scare and scare him, and he doesn't really want to kill his son.

Second Master Song's bloodshot eyes stared at Erlang, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say!

For a while, the atmosphere in the room was strangely silent.

In the end, it was Jiro's hoarse voice that broke the silence.

"If the father has no other instructions, let the child leave!" Jiro's voice was calm without a trace of ups and downs, as if the scene just now had not happened at all.

But the more he was like this, the more uncomfortable the second master Song felt in his heart, looking at the bloodstains on his son's face, the second master Song wanted to raise his hand to wipe him, and wanted to ask him if it hurt.

But when the words came to his lips, Second Master Song just said bluntly: "Son, go back, here you are also angry with your father for nothing." ”

As a father, how can there be a reason to be inferior in front of his son, so what is the majesty of the father!

Erlang's eyebrows twitched, and a sharp pain hit his heart, "The child is not filial, the child retires!" Almost trembling as he said this, Jiro turned around and raised his feet to leave.

Once upon a time, the father who held him in the palm of his hand was gone, replaced by the hard-hearted father now.

Father and father, although they refer to the same person, have completely different meanings in Erlang's heart.

Now, he has no father, only a father.

Looking at Erlang's lonely back and leaving, Second Master Song's heart suddenly felt sour, but this sourness did not last long.

He had so many other more important things to do, how could he delay his grandeur for the sake of a little child's business.

Maybe Erlang can't understand him at this time, but when he gets rid of Song Hui and makes Erlang smoothly become the prince of Zhenguo Mansion, he believes that Erlang will be grateful to him.