Farmers' group pet: the blessings of powerful ministers are soft and deceitful

Chapter 222 Shen Dachang Beats His Son
After his son threw away his job, Shen Dachang became angry immediately. As a farmer, the most unbearable thing for him was the waste of food by the younger generation.

So no matter what the son said now, he put down the chopsticks with a "snap" and said angrily, "Pick up the rice for me!"

His suddenly rising tone made Shen Zhengye tremble with fright.

But he stood still, and the tears that had been stored for a long time flowed down all at once.

Next to her, Yingniang huddled her small body, not daring to move.

When Cao Xiangxiang saw his son crying, his heart softened all of a sudden. He couldn't help pawing at the man and said, "If you want to teach your son, teach him. Why are you yelling at him!?"

Shen Dachang put aside Cao Xiangxiang's hand, still fixed his eyes on Shen Zhengye, his tone did not relax at all, he said: "Will you pick it up? If you don't pick it up, don't be my son! I worked hard outside to earn money to support you. Food, for you to study, is this your virtue?!"

Shen Zhengye is now at the age of rebellion and stubbornness, and if his father doesn't give him face, he naturally refuses to give in, staring at a pair of red eyes, just unmoved.

Shen Dachang was so angry that he turned around and went to the stove, took out a stick, knocked on the door vigorously, and roared, "Do you want to pick it up?"

Now that Shen Zhengye saw his father coming for real, he was panicked for a long time, but because of face, he still didn't move, looking like he wanted to pick it up but didn't pick it up.

Shen Dachang was even more annoyed when he saw his awkward appearance, and immediately stopped talking to him, stepped forward to grab the man, and greeted his son with a stick on his buttocks.

"I let you waste food!"

With the stick down, Shen Zhengye's tears burst out immediately.

On weekdays, he has a lot of face in front of Yingniang, but now his own father tramples his face on the ground in front of his wife.

He immediately yelled out, "I'm not wrong! Even if you beat me to death, I won't pick it up!"

Shen Dachang saw that his son was unrepentant, and the stick was not serious, so Shen Zhengye was beaten immediately.

The hoarse crying pierced through the small house, and everyone who lived near Liuye Lane knew about it.

The crying lasted for a short time, making the neighbors flustered.

In the end, Cao Xiangxiang couldn't take it anymore, she cried and used her body to block it, and then stopped. She cried: "My son didn't pass the exam this time, and I feel uncomfortable. You still beat him like this. Since childhood, he Didn't it just lift the bowl this time..."

Shen Dachang felt that Cao Xiangxiang was too soft-hearted, so it's fine to pamper him in other places, but this matter is related to food, and he is so pampered, I'm afraid this son will not know what he will look like in the future.

But now that the anger is gone, the stick can't be beaten anymore.

Cao Xiangxiang saw that the man's attitude was relaxed, so he went on to say: "Didn't you listen to what your son said just now? He saw your eldest son won the prize of a scholar, and he felt so uncomfortable. You still beat him! You said you are Didn't I know it a long time ago, so I blame our son for not being up to date..."

Before Shen Dachang's anger was over, he was beaten up by Cao Xiangxiang, and he frowned immediately: "I didn't know beforehand! Besides, that child has nothing to do with me now!"

"It doesn't matter." Cao Xiangxiang saw that his son not only failed the exam, but was also beaten into such a pitiful appearance, his heart suddenly became sour, "You must be very happy, your eldest son was admitted as a scholar, you are He is a well-known scholar father, so naturally he looks down on our mother and daughter, you are high-spirited, you go back and find him, we mother and father don't need you to worry about it."

(End of this chapter)