"Father, how could you so easily touch your son's things?"
Wen Qiheng understood something as soon as he saw the medicine bottle.
"So, we can't touch your stuff. Son, having a child is a good thing, but you can't take drugs. That kind of stuff is really harmful. What if something happens to the baby?"
When Wen's mother saw that the evidence was conclusive, she was heartbroken that he still tried to argue.
"This is fine, it just makes one feel a little weak. What do you mean by that, Mother? What does this have to do with the child?"
Wen Qiheng was completely confused; he felt that his parents had misunderstood something.
"How can it not be related? This kind of potent medicine is extremely harmful to the body. You can't treat Xiao Qiao like that again. Besides, she's pregnant now and in a bad mood. Don't provoke her for no reason. If my grandson can't be saved, you'll be in for a beating."
Seeing that Minister Wen had a dark expression but remained silent, Madam Wen had no choice but to shamelessly offer some advice.
"What kind of potent medicine? Mother, you've misunderstood something."
Wen Qiheng was speechless. He was still holding the porcelain bottle that Minister Wen had thrown to him. This was clearly just a medicine to deplete internal energy and make people weak and limp. How did it become a dangerous drug?
"You won't admit it until you're faced with the truth. We've already consulted doctors outside, and this is a drug that can arouse women. Wen Qiheng, you weren't like this before. How could you do such a thing?"
When Minister Wen saw that he still refused to admit it, his face darkened even more, and he picked up a ruler and struck Wen Qiheng hard on the forehead.
“My son, a wife is meant to be cherished, not hurt. You must learn from this experience and never make an unforgivable mistake again. I think he still won’t admit it. Let’s stick to the family rules.”
Madam Wen looked at Wen Qiheng with a pained expression, then closed her eyes and finally hardened her heart to speak to Minister Wen.
"Pfft! Hahaha..."
Wen Qiyu had been lying outside the study for a long time, and after hearing these words, she laughed so hard she almost fell over. She immediately pushed the butler, Li De, inside.
“Father, should we call for family discipline? I’ve brought the steward over. You wait here while I go get another stool.”
After saying this, Wen Qiyu curled her lips into a crazy smile and ran away in a flash.
“Look at you, you’ve set a good example. Wen Qiyu has been led astray by you to the point of running away from his wedding. Wen Qiheng, what kind of older brother are you? Madam, give them fifty lashes. After they finish, carry their wives to the courtyard and make them apologize to their wives.”
Minister Wen really didn't want to see this spendthrift son anymore, so he angrily left the study with a flick of his sleeve.
Madam Wen glanced at Wen Qiheng with heartache, then steeled herself, closed her eyes, and said to the butler:
"Hit him hard, just enough to avoid breaking any bones. This time we really need to teach him a lesson."
"Here it comes! The special bench for the execution ground, Uncle Li, please enjoy!"
With lightning speed, Wen Qiyu brought over a stool before her mother had even stepped out the door.
"Second Young Master, you've thought of everything. It's a pity the thugs haven't arrived yet, and the beating sticks haven't been brought either. I'll have to make another trip."
Li De gave Wen Qiyu a serious look, then went out and called two people to get the board used for beating people.
"Oh, I didn't think it through. Uncle Li, you go ahead with your work. I'll stay here and watch over my brother for you."
Wen Qiyu raised an eyebrow with interest, then rushed into the study, winking at Wen Qiheng.
“You little brat, you never learn anything good. Old Li, have someone bring another stool over and beat this kid too. Give him thirty lashes, and then have someone carry him over.”
Mother Wen sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation. Her two sons were both unreliable. She used to think the eldest was a good one, but after getting married, he became completely unrestrained and even used that kind of drug. She was really worried sick.
"Mother, why am I being beaten? I haven't done anything wrong!"
Upon hearing these words, Wen Qiyu's expression immediately changed from sunny to gloomy, and she put on a mournful face as she accused him.
"You! You still say you didn't do anything wrong? Don't you know about brotherly love and respect? Your older brother is being punished, and you're happy about it? Fine, let's punish them together. We'll share the hardships and the joys. Old Li, hit him hard. Don't be soft on this kid."
After leaving these words, Wen's mother went to the courtyard where Jun Xiaoqiao lived. Her daughter-in-law's pregnancy was the most important event for the Wen family.
She, as her mother-in-law, strives for perfection and takes good care of her.
A son can drive a person crazy; it's better to wait for a grandson to be born and play with him.
After his mother left, Wen Qiheng walked decisively to the outside of the study, lay down on the bench that Wen Qiyu had brought, and waited to be punished.
"Brother, are you just going to accept your fate like this?"
When Wen Qiyu saw that Wen Qiheng lay down on the bench without saying a word, she felt like she had been hit with a thousand blows.
"Otherwise, Wen Qiyu, this is what happens when you watch the show. Enjoy it."
Wen Qiheng and Uncle Li brought over a few people, their lips curving into a smile as they looked at Wen Qiyu.
"Alright, big brother, I never thought you'd end up having to resort to family discipline one day."
Wen Qiyu had been disciplined by this older brother since he was a child, and today, being beaten together with him, he felt a sense of pride.
“Even saints can make mistakes, so why can’t I? Wen Qiyu, after this beating, I’m afraid you won’t be able to keep the snakes in your yard. Your sister-in-law loves snake soup, and she’s pregnant. To please her, I’ll have to cook more snake meat for her. If you have any conscience at all, you should release the snakes in your yard as soon as possible.”
Wen Qiheng glanced at Wen Qiyu with a deep look, and then brazenly announced that he wanted to take his snake.
"No, at worst I'll just stop using that snake to scare my sister-in-law! Ah! Ouch... Uncle Li, why didn't you tell me before you hit me? Oh, that hurts!"
Under Uncle Li's signal, Wen Qiyu finally lay down on the bench reluctantly. She had just retorted when someone who didn't want to hit her struck her with a board, causing her excruciating pain. It was heartbreaking.
At the same time, Wen Qiheng also let out a muffled groan.
After a few slaps, the two brothers were no longer in the mood to chat.
In the courtyard of the study, only Wen Qiyu's cries of pain and the sound of the board hitting her body, tearing her skin and flesh, could be heard.
When Wen Qiheng was carried back to his own courtyard, his mother was urging Jun Xiaoqiao to eat.
Seeing the servants carry Wen Qiheng into the house, Wen's mother said to Jun Xiaoqiao:
"Xiao Qiao, look, we've helped you get revenge. Have you forgiven Heng'er?"
“He… Mother, you know how much I’ve suffered these past month. All I need is an apology from him, for him to tell me in person that he was wrong, and I will forgive him.”
Jun Xiaoqiao knew that she had to be a good daughter-in-law in front of Wen's mother, so it wasn't a matter of whether to forgive or not, but that she had to compromise. However, Wen Qiheng didn't show any reaction to her, so that wouldn't do either. Therefore, she could only resort to verbal sparring for the moment.
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