Scholar's Sweetheart

The old woman who just spoke saw song Xintong's angry face and turned back. She was frightened by her seeping momentum. "You... What do you want to do?"

Song Xintong looked at her wrinkles and sneered, "how old are you?"

"Fifty five. What's the matter?" The old lady didn't like it.

"I don't know the truth of being a man after fifty-five, and I don't know if your dead mother taught you the truth of being a man!" After Song Xintong finished, he looked at the others with a cold face. "My mother taught me to respect older people, but I think we should respect those who have to respect. People like you who speak ill of people behind their backs and talk about their merits and demerits will go to hell after they die!"

"You..." the old woman's face changed with anger.

"Me what me? I'm not from your family. Can you manage me? " Song Xintong is also impatient, "and, in the future, don't let me hear you say that my brother is a broom star, they are not, my father is not."

"Why not? Other masters have said that he is a lonely star of Tiansha. If he dies, the old man won't say it, but he will also defeat me and Dajiang." Mrs. Zhang came over with a puye fan and glanced at Song Xintong's sister and brother with disdain on her face. "How dare you not recognize them? A group of little scabbard stars are still cursing others here

"That's it, that's it." The woman, who had been intimidated to be pale, saw that Mrs. Zhang was coming, and immediately agreed as if she had found the backbone.

Xiaobao grinned at Mrs. Zhang: "don't say my father and mother are bad people!"

"Little broom star, still dare to curse, have niangsheng don't Niang teach of thing." Mrs. Zhang's previous accumulated resentment broke out, waving her big hand to Xiaobao fan.

Song Xintong busily opens Xiaobao.

Mrs. Zhang's hand fell directly on Song Xintong's arm. With a loud bang, song Xintong shivered. Damn, the old lady wanted to kill Xiaobao!

Protecting his two younger brothers behind him, song Xintong stares at mother-in-law Zhang with hatred, "why do you want to make trouble with me again? Don't you think about your precious grandson? Does he want to take the entrance exam for a child?"

Today, there are no yamen servants or village leaders. How can Mrs. Zhang be cautious and show her fierce and ugly face, "do you dare to threaten me? I'll beat you to death

Song Xintong suddenly dodges. She is slapped in the face while she kicks mother-in-law Zhang to the ground.

"Sister, does it hurt?" Dabao and Xiaobao's tears came out and looked at her anxiously.

Song Xintong now feel cheek hot pain, gently moved the mouth, pain she took a breath of air conditioning, "no pain."

Dabao and his wife didn't believe it. The slap rang just now. They all felt painful.

"Oh, old lady, my bone is broken. Old lady, I'm going to die. It's really a bunch of bad luck stars. I'm going to kill old lady!" Mrs. Zhang fell to the ground and cried.

"I'll give you a push, and I'll die?" Song Xintong sneered, "if you die, your favorite grandson will have to be filial for you for three years. After three years, the more you know whether you can be admitted to Tongsheng."

On hearing this, Mrs. Zhang didn't pretend to cry. She immediately stood up and glared at her.

Song Xintong snorted coldly, "it seems that you can't die. I still think that when you die, I will invite a troupe for you to celebrate!"

"You... You... A bunch of bad guys, you're willing to kill me?" Mrs. Zhang's eyes are about to crack, and she wants to stare at Song Xintong.

Song Xintong smoothed his hair and said, "you gave birth to my father and raised him for 11 years, but he didn't kill you. In the twinkling of an eye, a false Taoist said a few words, and you believed him and drove him out of the house. I really doubt whether he gave birth to you or not. If he is, how can you be so cruel?"

Mrs. Zhang's guilty face changed, but she soon returned to the original state. "I killed his father, and Dajiang was injured. Everything was not going well at home. How could it not be true?"

Song Xintong narrowed her eyes. If she didn't stare at Mrs. Zhang's face all the time, she would think that the feeling of guilty on her face was her own illusion. Is there something wrong?

Before I had time to think about it, a pretty young man with a face like a powder ran over and said, "ah Nai, why are you here? My father is looking for you

Song long-term into a look, found their own milk covered with soil, the whole glaring off the uncle's cousin and two cousins.

"Long term, why are you here?" Mrs. Zhang busily cut her hair. "Why don't you read well at home?"

Song Changyuan shook his head. "There are guests at home. My father asked me to come out to look for you."

"Oh, I'll go back." Zhang Niangzi then glared at Song Xintong in disgust, and then walked towards the home.

Song Changyuan took a look at Song Xintong, who was puffy on his face, and his eyes were not happy. "Although my cousin broke up with us, ah Nai is still your elder after all. It's not a good move to fight with our elder."

Song Xintong cold smile, "worthy of being a scholar, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, then why don't you ask who moved the hand?"

"But ah Nai is your elder, even if..." Song Changyuan's great principle was interrupted by song Xintong before he said anything. "I and Mrs. Zhang are just ordinary villagers, not elders. Besides, I'm going to be killed, don't I fight back? According to you, if you want the old lady to break your leg, you'd better not say a word

The accused woman quickly said, "I have nothing to do. What do I do as a scholar in the future?"

"As you say, I deserve to be stigmatized by you for your bad conduct and bad reputation of our family?" Song Xintong hummed coldly, "since that's the case, why don't you invite the village head to come over and let him comment on who's bad character and who's in the bottom of his heart to slander others?"

Several people's faces changed. They were talking nonsense. Who dares to confront him? They said one after another: "Oh, I forget that my family is still alive."

"I'll feed the chickens, too."

One after another, they got up and took their own small benches to their respective homes.

Song long-term looking at this scene, not from sneer, "cousin eloquence is very good, worthy of being able to get along in the construction site."

Song Xintong couldn't hear the irony. He glanced at Mrs. Zhang and said, "we can't help it. We can only eat hard with our hands. Unlike scholars like you, there are people who want to squeeze the milk from their sons and sell their nieces for you. No one in our village is as lucky as you."

The satirized song Changyuan's face became very ugly, "you..."

"I heard that the imperial examination is guaranteed." Song Xintong looked them up and down, "but it's no problem for people like you who are so honest."

The bronze of Song Dynasty chewed the word "Qingzheng" very hard.

Then looking at Song Changyuan's face, he can't help but smile. He glances at Mrs. Zhang, who doesn't know why. He pulls his two younger brothers to go straight ahead to Aunt he's house.

Song Changyuan looks at Song Xintong's back, pinches his finger's folding fan, and his face looks gloomy and fierce.

#####Today's Mid Autumn Festival, I wish you a happy holiday~