The few people were frozen outside the dilapidated thatched hut.

Although they came by the order of the patriarch, looking at Huang Tinghui's posture, if they really want to be strong, they will inevitably have to fight the bastard in front of them.

Hands-on words!

Could it be true that a few of them had mud legs and Huang Tinghui, a scholar, fighting?

The Dasheng Dynasty respected the literature, and the reverence for the scholars reached its peak, when the first assistant Zhang Delu was born in a poor family, but became the "prime minister" of the Dasheng Dynasty under one person and above ten thousand people.

His sentence "Everything is inferior, only reading is high", which has been praised by thousands of people and cited as a classic.

The status of scholars is further than that of the previous dynasty.

In this case, even if Huang Jianmin, Huang Rongcheng, and Huang Daring no longer disdain Huang Tinghui, they dare not do anything with Huang Tinghui.

And once you do it, you really can't avoid the name of "insulting Sven".

And no matter what the county lord does, he will still maintain one or two things for the scholar, and when the time comes, the board will hit him.

It's me who hurts.

"Tinghui, we don't have any malicious intentions, it's just that this matter has to be resolved!"

"That woman is covered in red spots, if she really stays, it will bring disaster to our Huangjia Village!"

"For the sake of the clan, Tinghui, you should know the priorities, don't be confused because of this woman!" Seeing that the movement is strong.

Uncle Bold stood up and persuaded.

"Uncle Daring, you said that Xiaolian is the one who brings bad luck, but I don't think so, Uncle Daring and Uncle Erzhu are the hunters in the village, and you should be extremely clear about every grass and tree in Funiu Ridge."

"Over the years, in the past two years, have you found that there are more than ten years of ginseng in Funiuling?" Huang Tinghui looked at the more honest and upright bold uncle and asked.

"Naturally, there is no such thing, if there are more than ten years of ginseng, it will naturally be found by me and your Uncle Erzhu."

"Since I followed your grandfather to hunt in the mountains, I haven't seen a few ginseng sticks for more than ten years!" Uncle Daring has a sincere personality, and he can't hide words in his stomach, so he replied truthfully.

"I'm not afraid to tell my uncles that on the second day after Xiaolian came to me, she picked a ginseng that was more than ten years old."

"When I sold this ginseng to Langzhong in the next village, if you don't believe it, you can ask Na Langzhong for verification."

"Uncles also know that Tinghui's family is surrounded by four walls, and the reason why the pot was uncovered yesterday was because Xiaolian sold ginseng in exchange for millet."

"Such a lucky thing, all uncles have never encountered it, Xiaolian went out and found it, she is not a prosperous couple who brings good luck, what is it?"

"Uncles also know that Tinghui has always been a bastard, and now that he has this wife, he has decided to change his ways, isn't this the good luck brought by Xiaolian?" Huang Tinghui looked at several uncles and asked.

"This?" What this little guy said was so reasonable, and several people didn't know how to answer for a while.

If the situation is really as Huang Tinghui said, then where is this girl who brings bad luck?

This is clearly a koi with its own "wangfu" physique.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Huang Tinghui said to the uncles: "Uncles, Tinghui has been unscrupulous for more than ten years, but he has been favored by his parents and uncles but he doesn't know it!" ”

"Now I finally understand the human feelings in the world, and I understand that there are people and things in this world that Tinghui should protect all his life."

"Uncles, Tinghui's happiness in life, I only hope that a few uncles can fulfill it, and Tinghui will not be so muddy!"

Such a solemn salute immediately startled everyone.

They are all mud legs, although they usually don't look down on Huang Tinghui, a bastard, but Huang Tinghui is also a scholar no matter how he says.

The act of a scholar is a great gift for mud legs.

They didn't know how to respond to Huang Tinghui's gift for a while.

Thinking that what Huang Tinghui said was indeed reasonable, and then thinking that Huang Tinghui's father and mother were kind and popular in the village.

Several people's hearts were broken in an instant.

Although Huang Tinghui is seventeen this year, how much older is he than his own boy?

This kid's life is hard enough, and now that he has forcibly snatched away his "daughter-in-law", is he really worthy of Huang Tinghui's dead father?

Just when a few people were hesitating and hesitating, Uncle Erzhu helped the old patriarch and walked slowly to this side.

"Old Patriarch!"

"Old Patriarch!"

Several people were relieved to see the old patriarch staggering over and making way one by one.

Huang Tinghui's words just now brought them too much pressure.

"Old Patriarch!" Seeing that the real principal had arrived, Huang Tinghui took a deep breath and hurriedly took two steps forward.

"I remember when you were just born, your father used to run around the village happily, saying that he finally had a child!"

"That kid's excitement is unmatched by anyone in the village, and your grandfather and I call your father a little fool!"

"At that time, the newborn children in the whole village, Tinghui, your voice could not be louder, I said to your father with your grandfather at that time, there are so many children in the village, and it will be your children who will be the most promising in the future, your father scratched the back of his head when he heard this, and smirked."

"So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and your parents have been gone for some time."

"The baby who cried the most back then has also grown like you!"

"If your parents were alive, they would have wept with joy when they saw that you were about to marry a daughter-in-law and that you were so responsible!" The old patriarch recalled the passing years, and he said to Huang Tinghui emotionally.

Listening to the old patriarch recall his "parents", the sealed memories came flooding over.

"Brother Hui, look, what is this? Your favorite sugar gourd, Daddy rushed to the market, and brought it back to you! ”

"Brother Hui, yesterday my father saw that there were a lot of reading babies in the county, saying things that my father didn't understand, it was really enviable, and in the future, my father would do more work, but he would be tired to death, and let our brother Hui also go to school, without thinking about his father, to be a farmer for a lifetime!" When the father in memory said this, his eyes dimmed.

"Erzhu, Erzhu, I won't live long, I won't live long, the lotus is gone, I should be gone with her, but, Erzhu, I can't rest assured, I can't rest assured that Brother Hui'er, he is only fifteen years old, and he hasn't started a family yet, it's my brother who is not good, my brother didn't survive that day, my brother didn't ......"

The father in my memory was extremely pale, and he spoke weakly, like a kite that might break at any moment.

"Two pillars!" The father in my memory grabbed the hands of Huang Tinghui and Uncle Erzhu tightly with trembling hands under the dim oil lamp, his face was red, and he didn't know where the last trace of strength came from.

The father tried his last breath of strength, and said to Erzhu tremblingly: "Erzhu, take care of Brother Hui'er......"

After speaking, his father, who was so muddy that he lost all his color, looked at Huang Tinghui, and his thin and dry hand swept across Huang Tinghui's cheek, "Brother Hui, Daddy can't ......"

The thin hand hung down heavily, and only the voices of "big brother" and "daddy" could be heard, and the picture came to an abrupt end.

When he opened his eyes again, Huang Tinghui was already in tears, and the tears couldn't stop sliding down.

Although it is not a memory that belongs to him, everything is so real that Huang Tinghui, who was born as an orphan in his previous life, can't stop trembling all over.

"Good boy, good boy!"

"It's grandpa who is wrong, grandpa is wrong!" The old patriarch hurriedly stepped forward and wiped away the tears of Huang Tinghui.

"Brother Hui, what you just said, grandpa also heard it!"

"Grandpa is not an old antique who doesn't understand people, call that girl over!" The old patriarch said to Huang Tinghui.

"Little Lotus!" Huang Tinghui shouted to the little girl in the thatched hut that he had just told the little girl not to come out no matter what happened.

At this time, hearing Huang Tinghui's call, the little girl walked out of the thatched house a little timidly.

When she saw Huang Tinghui with tears on her face, the little girl's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and she mustered up the courage to block Huang Tinghui with her petite body.

"Uncles and grandfathers, everything is caused by Xiaolian, if uncles and grandfathers don't like Xiaolian to stay here, Xiaolian can leave!" There was a trilling tone in the tone of the little girl's words, but she mustered up the courage and looked directly at everyone.

"Just ask for ...... Just...... Ladies and gentlemen...... I just ask grandpa not to be embarrassed...... Brother Tinghui ......"

"Xiaolian doesn't want to see it...... Don't want to see ...... Brother Tinghui cried ......"

The seemingly petite body burst out with such courage.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and when they looked at Huang Tinghui again, they were full of envy.

If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

"Brother Hui read that right!" The old patriarch smiled with satisfaction, "She is a virtuous and good girl!" ”

"Erzhu, you will take care of the rest, remember to let the two of them go to the grave of Brother Rong and his wife to take a look."

"In addition, although our Lao Huang family is a small family, we still have to have what we should have, and the big guys have more or less received the favor of Brother Rong and his wife."

"Zhi'en Tubao, this is the most basic of our old Huang family!"

"Things have to be done beautifully, everyone can help a little, and let Brother Rong and his wife feel at ease underneath."

"Exchange of Geng stickers, matchmakers, wedding dresses, ......"

"You have to have ...... ready"

"Don't let people say that our old Huang family is light." After the old patriarch finished speaking, he walked away slowly on crutches.

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