Portraits of great men hang on the walls.
On the table was a Double Happiness enamel tray with a thermos inside.
On the enamel tray next to it were several ceramic cups with lids.
This is for entertaining guests and is not for your own use.
On both sides of the eight-immortals table, there are two wooden chairs with backrests.
At this time, an old man and an old woman were sitting on either side of the eight-immortals table.
The old man was holding a pipe in his hand.
Put it in your mouth and smack it from time to time.
Everyone in the room was scowling...
…
Yiming's mother kept crying softly.
He kept scolding Su Ruoqi: "Dad, Dad, you have to teach this little bitch a lesson. She stole our things and denied it. She even made a cage for me to crawl into."
The old man had a gloomy face, and looked a little scary under the dim light.
He cast a sinister look at Yiming's mother.
Yiming's mother felt her hair stand on end.
She was so scared that she quickly hid behind her man Xiao Jiashan.
When Xiao Jiashan saw his father's scary look, his legs trembled.
But thinking about the stupid thing his wife had done, he could only bite the bullet and give some advice.
"Dad, Yiming's mom, Yiming's mom also wants to ask for more money for the family to protect their reputation."
The old man's gaze was even more frightening.
He picked up a large porcelain bowl on the table and threw it at the two idiots.
Xiao Jiashan didn't dare to hide.
Fan reached out and took it.
And caught it.
This has been practiced.
My hands hurt a lot.
Even so, he had to lick his face, put on a smiling face, and put it back to his father at the round table.
"Dad, why did you hit me? You're angry. Besides, this bowl costs a lot of money!"
When the old man heard this, he turned his pipe.
He hit Xiao Jiashan on the head a few times: "I'll beat you to death, you useless bastard."
He, Xiao Youde, wins people over with his virtue.
He never makes things difficult for his daughter-in-law, but only beats his own son.
It's always possible.
"It's a lot of money. I'll give you a lot of money. Then ask your good wife how much money she asked Yiming to sign the IOU for."
The voice was filled with suppressed anger.
Yiming's mother quickly came out to explain: "Dad, I didn't let Yiming sign. It was all that little vixen Su Ruoqi who set me up..."
Before he could finish his words, the bowl came again.
This time Yiming’s mother didn’t catch it.
Hit directly on the forehead.
Then it fell to the ground again.
Fortunately, the ground is now covered with land.
The bowl didn't break when it fell to the ground.
Yiming’s mother was in trouble.
There was a big bump on his forehead.
There was even a trace of blood winding down.
No one dared to say anything.
The old man slammed the table.
The kerosene lamp on the table shook.
"You still have the nerve to say that Su Zhiqing set you up, you're really shameless.
Did she ask you to bring a group of people to her house to cause trouble? Did she ask you to block her door and curse? Did she ask you to accuse her of stealing? Or did she force you to make a bet with her?
Judging from the sound, the old man was very angry.
The people nearby didn't dare to breathe.
"How dare you say that? Someone set you up. You've completely disgraced me, Xiao Youde."
"Let's make a bet. You're really brave. A full hundred yuan. Humph, just ask how many families in Shangwan Village can come up with a hundred yuan."
Yiming's mother wanted to interrupt again: "Then I was thinking of asking for more and getting Yiming engaged..."
The old man rolled his eyes again.
Yiming's mother, just shut up.
…
The old man looked at his sons and daughters-in-law in the room.
I just feel tired.
Xiao Youde is one of the most important figures in Shangwan Village.
Why are they inferior to the brothers of the Xiao family in every way?
Especially his three sons.
The old man, Dashan, is as dull as a piece of wood.
The second brother’s water is as honest as a quail.
The third child is the most like him...
Unfortunately, it was ruined by that ignorant vixen.
Thinking of this, the old man's eyes darkened.
Thinking of the good place he had found for that vixen, a slight smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
That damn vixen should be gone now!
Forget it, just think of it as a good deed for him and send Su Zhiqing there as well!
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