Seeing that the folding fan was about to greet me so harshly, I immediately shouted to my father, "Father, wait a minute, wait a minute, my child is embarrassed now." , I’m so embarrassed.”
Even though my father didn't catch it, the folding fan still fell on my flesh and blood, causing my shoulder to feel painful and numb.
Even after admitting his mistake, he still got beaten, which makes My whole body felt bad, and I seriously suspected that my father was deliberately seeking revenge.
I looked depressed and hopeless, and looked at my father with dead fish eyes.
The feeling of resentment was so strong.
It can't be covered up at all.
My father coughed heavily first, and then he said to me like he was giving orders: "Later, go and find out what Mr.
Jun is thinking and see if he is willing to take your sisters as concubines.
Remember." , your attitude must be sincere, and you must be as groveling as you want.
If it is because you have offended Mr.
Jun with your rude words, and none of your sisters can get married, tonight, don’t blame your father for being unkind and hanging you up.
Get up and feed the whip” "Uh uh uh uh uh, father, there are so many good men in our capital, and they are not completely dead, why do they insist on holding on to that bastard Jun Mo?
If this post is posted like that, if it spreads, I won’t be afraid of being laughed out of my head by others,” I said angrily.
Seeing my father frowning fiercely, looking like he was working hard and thinking hard, I immediately struck while the iron was hot to pursue the victory, and said without giving up: "Father, as long as we work hard, my sisters will definitely not just die of old age in the boudoir, but they will still have a chance."
I hope I can get married in a dignified manner.
Now, we are not at the end of our rope yet.
Father, please don’t rush to break the pot.”
"Are you going or not?"
my father roared at me like crazy.
With a vigilant look on my face, I took a few steps back pathetically, and continued to talk to my father with evil intentions, hoping that I could slightly change my father's already firm thoughts, "My child just thinks that my father is too much."
I'm a little impulsive.
My sisters' lifelong happiness must not be treated like a child's play.
Our Zhou family has a great business and is rich and powerful.
We can walk around the capital.
We can send people to select outstanding good men. , and then kidnapped him and brought him back to our Zhou Mansion to be his son-in-law.
Wouldn’t this be far better than giving all my sisters to that bastard as concubines?"
"Should I go or not?"
My father roared at the top of his lungs at me again, as if he couldn't bear it anymore and was completely crazy.
"Father, your sisters are your own flesh and blood, why should you treat them so cruelly?"
I dared to say it again.
The next moment, my father completely lost his patience and didn't want to continue talking with me.
He even didn't want to say a word anymore.
He directly raised the folding fan in his hand and hit me hard.
"Go, go, go, baby, go now, go now," I said hurriedly, turned around, spread my legs and ran away like I was running for my life.
But at this moment, my father grabbed my collar again, which made my whole body completely messy in the wind.
I looked like I was about to cry, "What are you doing, my child?"
Haven’t we already agreed to this obediently?”
My father put the folding fan into my hand and told me again and again to be nice and nice so as not to scare away his future son-in-law.
Even though I was on the verge of madly roaring in my heart, "It's easy to scare that bastard away.
If you don't scare him to death, it's already a virtue accumulated by his ancestors."
However, due to my father's despotic power, I still had to be polite.
Angrily, the little chicken nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
He even pulled his red lips and smiled with great reluctance, and made a lot of promises.
I followed closely behind the large army and kept tapping the palm of my hand with the fan handle, while my father followed me closely, looking extremely worried about me and staring at me.
The posture of every word and action.
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When I think of my father's piercing eyes with murderous intent, falling directly on my back, my scalp can't help but tingle for a while.
Seeing that I was just following behind the large army, with no intention of taking the next step, my father began to lose control and kept pressing me and urging me.
He had no choice but to rudely push aside the crowd and keep walking forward like a fish swimming through water.
After walking for a long time, Yue Jiuzhang and the others suddenly grabbed my arm, and without any explanation, they came up and started joking at me.
They also said that they would definitely ask me for advice in the future, how to feed this pig.
"This kind of thing, I can't explain it in a few words.
The brothers should go home and then ask their parents.
After all, they have fed the brothers so fat and big-eared that they look like faces at first glance.
"Uh, blessing, it's really a good way to feed pigs, and it's very good."
I pressed them seriously and joked.
"Young Master from Wuhan University, my brothers are just here to care about you.
It's fine if you don't appreciate it.
You've actually become sharp-tongued.
You should be punished, you deserve to be punished, you really deserve to be punished."
Yue Jiuzhang said as he spoke.
He pinched the flesh of my cheeks with his hands as cruelly as possible.
My father kept coughing at me from behind.
Of course I knew what my father meant.
Although I heard it clearly and clearly, I still acted like I didn't hear anything.
Moreover, he deliberately laughed wildly at the top of his voice, in order to suppress his father's cough.
Unexpectedly, this completely angered my father.
This time, he stopped coughing.
He just kept poking my spine with his fingers, and the force was stronger every time, almost almost killing me.
My spine was broken, which made me feel bad all over.
The tears in my eyes couldn't stop rolling out.
I casually threw out an excuse that was not an excuse at all, and then started to move forward.
However, Yue Jiuzhang and the others refused to let me go, holding on to my arms tightly and refusing to let go.
"Our old man is behind," I lowered my voice and said to them mysteriously, while turning my head in the direction of my father.
As soon as they saw my father's face, which was so dark that he could see thick ink coming out from it, Yue Jiuzhang and the others immediately let go of my arms and tidied my clothes with great care.
The wrinkles caused by the tugging of a few of them said to me seriously: "Brother Wu Da, you'd better ask for your own blessings.
My brothers won't help you.
Take care."
They said, While waving at me repeatedly.
I continued to walk through the sea of people, walking forward with heavy steps.
Grandpa held that bastard Jun Mo’s hand, and it seemed that it had never loosened even a little bit from the beginning to the end.
It can be seen that he really liked this bastard to the core.
This made me feel a little dissatisfied, and I deeply felt that the world It's unfair.
Why do people around me judge the virtues of others so superficially that they only look at their faces?
I was still thinking about how to get closer so that I could talk to this bastard without losing face.
At this time, my father behind me suddenly gave me a hard push.
This push caught me completely off guard.
Like an arrow leaving the string, I stumbled towards the bastard and pounced on it.
My whole face was completely smashed into the solid back of the bastard. , which hit me so hard that my nose almost broke, and I couldn’t help but shed tears.
I covered my nose with one hand and turned to look at my father with a resentful look.
At this moment, my father suddenly showed off his hidden superb acting skills and pretended to be chatting with others in a lively manner.
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Zuo cordially held people's hands and patted them on the shoulders.
He seemed completely ignorant about what he had just pushed me to do.
I couldn't help but sigh.
My father is really a complete drama star.
While I was holding on to that bastard Jun Mo's belt, I rubbed my head again and again on his back, which was slightly warm due to the infiltration of body temperature, in order to alleviate my pain a little.
Seeing that I was so ungrateful and careless about my manners, grandpa coughed at the top of his lungs at me, but I still lay on that bastard’s back and refused to get up, so grandpa couldn’t sit still at all and shouted at me sternly.
He scolded: "My dear grandson, what are you doing?
Please let Mr.
Jun go quickly."
I raised my head, looked at Grandpa with teary eyes, my whole nose was red, and I said to Grandpa aggrievedly: "Grandpa, if someone pushed me, if Mr.
Jun hadn't appeared in time, my grandson would have almost bumped into me just now. dead" The uncle put his clenched hand in front of his mouth, coughed dryly, and then said to me: "Since there is nothing serious now, why are you still holding Mo'er's belt?"
"My dear grandson, why don't you let go quickly?"
Grandpa agreed quickly.
After hearing this, instead of being obedient, I kicked my nose and face even harder.
I pulled Jun Mo's bastard's belt even harder with my hands, and I wanted to pull him directly.
His waist, which was simply thinner than a woman's, was torn apart.
While doing mischief under my hands, I was still crying at the top of my lungs, and at one point I was crying until I had runny nose and tears.
After all this, I did not forget to accuse my grandfather of his ruthlessness: "Uncle likes this Mr.
Jun, no matter what It doesn't matter whether I live or die.
Unexpectedly, grandpa is also fond of the new and dislikes the old.
When he saw Mr.
Jun, he kept holding his hand and couldn't bear to let go.
Grandpa might as well become his real grandpa."
In order to make myself cry longer, so I deliberately bent my cries upwards, and the cries got louder and louder, so sharp that people around me covered their ears and kept moving back with their legs.
Grandpa frowned and promised me repeatedly with all his help, saying that no matter how much he liked that bastard Jun Mo, he would never like me more than his own grandson.
After hearing this, I still refused to give in.
I pointed at my grandfather’s hand and said with great dissatisfaction: "Then what are you doing holding his hand?"
Seeing that grandpa still didn't have the consciousness to let go, I took my little temper to the extreme and started crying again at the top of my voice, which scared grandpa to let go immediately.
"Now, you can let Mr.
Jun go, right?
How unbecoming is it to be pulling back and forth like this in public?"
my uncle said to me angrily.
"Grandpa, look, uncle is cruel to me, and he is cruel to me because of a mere outsider."
I felt even more aggrieved, and I couldn't help but howl louder at the top of my lungs.
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