Chapter 241: The Cui Family Patriarch

"Go, go, whoever is afraid of whom!" A distant uncle of the Cui family stood up.

9 Their Cui family has been entrenched here for so many years, and it is not that they do not know the people in the yamen.

Whose second son is still working as a servant in the yamen!!

I can get a tael of silver a month!

I'm afraid of what he's doing as a scholar! No matter what six yuan and the first new champion, the county official is not as good as the current management, as long as he does not become the head of this Huainan, we are afraid that he will do something!

But Mrs. Cui is not so stupid.

She immediately stopped this stupid Wang Ba, and said to Ning Chengwen: "Why! Why should we go! These two babies are the flesh and blood of our Cui family, and a female doll is also forgotten, I can be this granddaughter if I marry into someone else's family, but Wen Yan must not change her surname! ”

Cui Dayong is such a son, and Mrs. Cui will never allow anyone to take her grandson away.

Cui Wenyan, who had been waiting for a long time, finally opened his mouth at this time, his face was pale, and he looked coldly at this grandmother who had exhausted all his family affection: "Why? When my mother gave birth to my sister, you didn't find her a stable wife, and almost killed her, because when my mother was going to send me to study, you gave all the money in the family to your youngest son, and when my mother was forced to die by Widow Li and the beast, you not only didn't care, but laughed at her for deserving it! ”

Cui Wenyan has been a dull character since he was a child.

He is steady and sensible, and has always talked little.

Even Old Lady Cui rarely saw him say so much at once.

She was stunned for a moment, and opened her mouth to refute, but for a while she couldn't tell the truth, because Cui Wenyan said the truth in every word.

It's just that she didn't expect a milk doll who never paid attention to it to remember everything she did so well.

"It must have been your dead ghost lady who told you!! She deserves to die!"

Mrs. Ning was so angry that she scolded Ning Xiaorong again.

At this time, not only Cui Wenyan was angry, but even Ning Chengwen had been suppressing his anger.

In the past few years, his own life has been difficult, so he didn't know that his sister had such a difficult life.

But my sister always thinks about protecting herself......

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, Ning Chengwen couldn't wait to go up and tear the old woman's mouth, but when he thought of the purpose of this trip, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

The two uncles and nephews were all pale, and their teeth were clattering, but they maintained their dignity and did not say a word.

The old lady Cui was like a mad dog who bit whom, which made the village chief of Cuijia Village feel very embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, you, everyone is dead, you still talk about people, and besides, isn't it good for you when Xiao Rong is there, when did she let you cook! You can accumulate some virtue in that mouth! ”

The village chief is not a villain in the first place.

When Ning Xiaorong was there, she had a hearty personality, and she also had a good relationship with his mother-in-law.

Therefore, he is willing to say a word for her today.

Seeing that the dispute had not been resolved for a long time, Ning Chengwen glanced at the people he had brought behind him.

He didn't come by himself this time, and he also brought an old man from the Wen family.

This person has been in the Wen family for a long time, and he knows some things about entertainment very well, and he also has something to do with the yamen.

Ning Chengwen visited Yamen last night and said hello in advance, saying that he was afraid that he would be trapped in the village by the Cui family and would not leave.

The new champion of the sixth yuan and the first is the mascot of the imperial court.

If something happens to him under his own rule, a hundred heads will not be enough to cut off.

The adult immediately patted his chest and told Ning Chengwen that as long as someone passed it on, he would immediately bring someone over to save them from fire and water!!

Now that it doesn't make sense, Ning Chengwen doesn't want to talk nonsense with them, and is ready to call someone to report to the official.

But at this moment, a deep voice came from outside: "Slow." ”

The voice was old but majestic, although there were only two words, the coercion made everyone at the scene immediately turn around.

Ning Chengwen and Cui Wenyan glanced at each other and looked back.

I saw an old man wearing a dark green robe with crane hair and white beard, holding a cane in one hand and a young man in the other, and slowly entered the ancestral hall.

"Second uncle, why did you go to the ground, I can handle this matter myself!"

When the village chief saw the visitor, he naturally felt a little panic and respect, and the people around him were also like this.

Even Mrs. Cui, who was gesturing just now, quickly stood up from her chair and smiled flatteringly: "Second master, I'm really sorry, it's our family's business again, and I'm causing you trouble." ”

Ning Chengwen understood.

This is not a bystander, he is the patriarch of Cuijia Village, and he is also the speaker of the entire Cui ancestral hall.

is the same as Uncle Yu in Dayao Village.

It's just that...... Although Fourth Uncle Yu is about the same age as him, he does not have this heavy dead air on his body.

Thinking of Fourth Uncle Yu, Ning Chengwen didn't feel good in his heart.

Seeing that the mascot of the champion of Jinke suddenly frowned coldly, Cui Er knocked the ground with a cane.

"Bang bang bang!" The crutches were lifted off the ground, and the sound was not loud, but the people around him were frightened by his two blows.

"Second master, what do you say!"

The village chief took the lead and spoke first.

Ning Chengwen was also waiting on the side, but the strength in his heart had not yet been relieved, because he didn't know whether this old man was friend or foe.

Until the next sentence, I heard the old man say: "Do you know what Zhuangyuanlang is!" That's Wenqu Xing from the sky, and he will go back to heaven in the future, and when the time comes, he will go to the Jade Emperor to complain, but don't involve the people next to our village. ”

This sentence is enough to call an inexplicable.

Ning Chengwen didn't know how to deal with it.

Immediately afterwards, the old man said: "If Wen Yan and Chu Chu's two children can enter Wen Quxing's house, it is the ability of the ancestral tomb to smoke out, why should you stop it!" ”

Ning Chengwen was surprised for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the backup plan he prepared was useless, and there were such reasonable old people in the village.

"Besides, what Cui Dayong did was not a human business, and he was embarrassed to ask for the doll and his surname? Keep his incense? Bah, our village can't afford to lose that person!! ”

What the old man said in a few words was a sonorous frustration, and the people around him, including the village chief of Cuijia Village, listened honestly, and no one dared to slack off for half a point.

Mrs. Cui really wanted to argue a few words, but before she could open her mouth, she was covered by a distant cousin.

"Quarrel with the patriarch, you don't want to stay in Cuijia Village in the future, do you!"

Who would have thought that the countless sets of plans that I had thought of before coming would end so quickly.

If you knew this earlier, why did you spend so much effort, it was better to come directly to this reasonable patriarch.

Because the patriarch made a final decision, no one in this ancestral hall was embarrassed to speak.

The matter of Cui Wenyan and Cui Chuchu changing their surnames has already been decided.

When Mrs. Cui was persuaded to leave, she was still scolding and saying that she had raised such two children.

Fortunately, when Wen Yan was happy, he didn't know anything like his grandmother at all.

Only at the moment when the person left the door of the ancestral hall, he whispered in her ear in a low voice: "Grandma, the hope of seeing you next time is at your grave." ”