Chapter 0165: Young man, you're still a little tender
"Get out!"
Hua Deqing glanced at Hua Wuyue who was blocking the door with disgust, and then glanced lightly at Hua Dajiang, Hua Sanshan, and Hua Sihai who followed him.
"Ten...... Elder of the Seventeenth Clan, you ...... How can you be so unreasonable? β
Hua Sanshan asked, without any momentum, "You have also seen it, Hua Daniu wants to force our whole family to death, you can't ignore us." β
"Tube?"
Hua Deqing sneered, "You don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, so what can Lao Tzu do?" β
"If you don't want to die, take the initiative to take out the things you stole from your home."
"If you are reluctant, die with you and go to Hades to reason."
When the words fell, he raised his hand and pushed the brothers aside, and helped Hua Dezhao to leave.
Don't forget to instill new ideas with Hua Dezhao: "Brother Eleven, see it, this group of things that don't know current affairs will not be productive." β
"Heyβ"
Hua Dezhao sighed lightly and waved his hand: "Let's go, let them die." β
These words made Hua Yaoyao's eyelids raise slightly.
The eleventh clan elder seems to be barely saved, but let's take a look.
Thinking about it, she looked at Hua Zhengguang, who had an ugly face: "Okay, now there is no one else here, then, let's discuss the issue of how to die together." β
"Presumptuous."
At this time, the young man who had never spoken on the side suddenly came out and scolded Hua Yaoyao, "You are a girl, how can you talk to your grandfather?" β
Hua Yaoyao looked at the young man who spoke, and the corners of his lips hooked into a cannibalistic smile.
This boy has it.
Hua Yukui, one of the two scholars of the Hua family, the son of Hua Sihai.
He has a long shirt, with one hand behind his back, and has the demeanor of a scholar.
It's a pity that this demeanor looks in Hua Yaoyao's eyes, just like a grass chicken trying to pretend to be a phoenix, how awkward it is.
"Hehe......"
Hua Yaoyao chuckled: "He is your grandfather, not mine." β
"We have long been cut off by you, so we are less related to me."
"My family can't climb up to your relatives who hate the poor and love the rich, and can't wait for their relatives to starve to death and freeze to death."
"You ......"
Hua Yukui was speechless, and flicked his sleeves and said in the wrong way: "It's really difficult for women and villains to raise." β
"Yo, do you have such a deep understanding at such a young age? Looks like your family roots are deep enough, huh? β
Hua Yaoyao looked at the other young man in a long shirt in a playful tone: "Dare to ask Hua Yuhu, how many women does your second brother raise outside?" β
"Huh?"
Hua Yuhu, who had never spoken, was stunned by the question, and then blurted out, "How do you know?" β
"He said it himself, it's hard to raise a woman."
Hua Yaoyao's tone was full of banter, "If he hadn't raised it himself, how could he know so clearly?" β
"Poof."
At this time, Lian Wu, who had already given Hua a look at him, hugged Weiwei and withdrew from the three-room courtyard with everyone, and laughed out loud.
When she smiled, many people came back to their senses.
They all laughed.
This can make Hua Yukui embarrassed to death, turned his head and glared at his cousin viciously, gritting his teeth: "What are you talking nonsense?" β
"Second brother, how can you blame me for this?"
Hua Yuhu is also a scholar in the family, and his academic performance is better than him, so he is not afraid of this cousin at all.
"Didn't you hear, did Sister Da Niu say that she told her herself?"
"That's it, Yukui, you said it yourself, how can you blame your brother?"
The Yang family will not let his son suffer, and immediately spoke out to help his child, "Don't blame your brother for everything, he is a scholar like you." β
(End of chapter)