Loli Widow: National Teacher, please respect yourself

Chapter 62 Hui Xin, You Should Go Back to the School Earlier
"Those martial artists, those who are not one in a thousand with a profound source of blessings, can naturally ignore this bad luck, but those bad luck that are insignificant to a warrior are deadly to ordinary people. The blessing of the husband is not good, but he is the direct brother of the broom star." The girl standing in the ancestral hall tilted her head and smiled slightly, but her voice was light and joyful; "Mother-in-law, it is better for my sister-in-law to return to the sect earlier, it is also for the sake of our Wang family. According to the plan of the village, the slave family will take the place of Xianggong and be filial to you!"
She has a soft voice, talks and laughs gently, and looks like a woman who can't be more righteous.

It's just that the smile has some meaning that seems to be a smile but not a smile.

"Giggle." The woman laughed crisply.

But Wang Huixin was already so angry that Xiang Xiaokui laughed.

Seeing Wang Huixin's smile, Grand Uncle Wang couldn't help but frowned and said, "How can you be so nonsense in this ancestral hall, please be quiet!"

Then I heard Xiang Xiaokui continue; "I heard that my father-in-law is also sick in bed now, seeing that my sister-in-law has only been back for two days, my husband has also gone, and my father-in-law is also sick, please ask my sister-in-law to see that my mother-in-law is pregnant with you in October For the sake of your father-in-law and your real father, think about it for your father-in-law and mother-in-law, don't cut off the Wang family's family."

Although she said these words in a gentle and gentle manner, they each had their own meanings in the ears of caring people.

If Wang Huixin still refuses to leave after settling on the reputation of being a broom star, even his own parents will be killed, and the entire Wang Family Village will be killed. Abolish martial arts and drive out the sect.

But—Wang Huixin is a warrior after all.

There was a sudden silence in the ancestral hall.Suddenly a person shouted, "So Liangzi's toilet exploded inexplicably yesterday because he was with Sister Huixin?"
But there was a boy standing at the door with a chicken coop on his head, and he was Wang Guangcheng.

Seeing Wang Guangcheng, Wang Tianliang couldn't help scolding, "What nonsense are you talking about? What's the matter with Huixin? Did you make trouble for places like the ancestral hall?"

Grand Uncle suddenly remembered Wang Tianliang's filthy appearance last night. What Wang Tianliang said at the time was so vague that he pushed it onto Xiang Xiaokui, but now listening to Wang Guangcheng's words, it is not as simple as Wang Tianliang said. Guang Chengdao; "What happened yesterday, please tell me slowly."

Although Wang Guangcheng is self-willed and arrogant, he is quite loyal and bloody. Looking at Xiang Xiaokui's thin and small appearance, he already regarded her as his own yesterday, and Wang Tianliang left Mr. Qu again in anger. The Liangzi knot has grown, and now he asked the grand uncle, and immediately told the story of what happened in front of this ancestral hall yesterday vividly.

He was already full of acting spirit. At the beginning, he honestly said that Mr. was out of school, and then he was very happy, gesticulating, pretending to be Xiang Xiaokui for a while, the third mother-in-law for a while, and Being a horse, three kings and two fields... It's also a pity that at his young age, this incident is so vivid, as if everyone witnessed the big scene yesterday.

Wang Guangcheng was already leaning towards Xiang Xiaokui in his heart, and he finished talking about what happened yesterday intentionally or unintentionally, and everyone's expressions were different.

Uncle Wang was silent for a moment, and said, "Jiao Qing, is what Guangcheng said true?"

Jiao Qing glanced at Wang Tianliang, saw him winking at him, and was about to speak with an apologetic smile, so he listened to Wang Dacai, "You just need to answer whether it's true or false."

A trace of struggle flashed across Jiao Qing's face, and finally said as thin as a mosquito; "It's true."

(End of this chapter)