Chapter 131 131 Unreasonable old and young
As a landlord lady, the grandma was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and the journey was bumpy and frightened. In addition, her father passed away, and she was overly sad, leaving the root cause of the disease. Not long after, she died of illness.
When Mr. Sang came back after hearing the news, he was sad for a long time, and almost went with him. Fortunately, Wang Xinfeng had just found out that he was pregnant with a child and had a grandson, so that the old man had other hopes, devoted himself to his career, and wanted to earn peace for his grandson prosperity.
At that time, Grandpa Sang was also mature and stable. All the men in the old Sang family had a dream of being a soldier. The death of his mother also made Grandpa Sang sad for a long time. He secretly hated this turbulent world, so he joined the army with his father.
Not long after, Wang Xinfeng's hometown was ransacked, and no one in the village was spared.
Wang Xinfeng's parents also died in the disaster. Wang Xinfeng just went to the army to visit relatives at that time, so this disaster was avoided.
This matter made Wang Xinfeng hate to the bone, and vowed to make those bandits never recover, so he also participated in the logistics, wanting to contribute to the resistance against the enemy.
Later, their team passed by a small mountain village, which was the small mountain village where Wang Xinfeng had an accident. Due to an unexpected situation, it was inconvenient for the pregnant Wang Xinfeng to follow, so they had to separate from the Sang family and his son.
No one expected that this farewell lasted more than twenty years.
Sang Dazhuang looked like grandma when he was a child, and mulberry and mulberry leaves looked like Sang Dazhuang when he was a child.
That's why Mr. Sang was shocked by the looks of the brothers and sisters.
Mulberry, who is silent and expressionless, has facial features similar to grandma's.
Mulberry leaf, who can laugh and be funny, from inside to outside, reveals the innocent and carefree appearance of grandma when she was young, which makes the old man miss and sigh.
This is the seed of his Lao Sang family. It is his wife who blessed their Lao Sang family to continue.
Okay, great, great.
The old man didn't have the slightest doubt, and no one could understand how strong their sixth sense was about bloodlines.
Don't say that the two children look like grandma, even if they don't, they can sense each other through their blood.
The seed of Lao Sang's family can't be wrong.
The old man was so happy that he was at a loss. The irritable old man suddenly softened.
Everyone was amazed. Except for the sentry guards, Sang Ye and Yu Meng, the rest of the old men and old ladies knew everything about Mr. Sang very well, and they could also understand the possible identities of these two children.
Can't help sighing, but also happy for the old man.
Yumeng is not happy, she is afraid that she is the only person on the scene who wants to go crazy, why is this so?
If she knew it earlier, she would have controlled her temper and taken him away quietly. Where would the current scene appear.
Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret.
Now how to do?
Master Sang and his son will definitely know that the old woman Wang Xinfeng is alive.
Then Meng Shichun will definitely not succeed.
The one who told Meng Shichun the news would definitely become the first target of Meng Shichun to vent his anger.
Yumeng's scalp went numb, she was done.
Everything about her is over.
Sang Ye saw Yu Mengsheng's loveless face, raised her eyebrows evilly, narrowed her small mouth, grabbed the old man's hand, pointed at Yu Meng with aggrieved face, and sued softly: "She bullied me."
She Sang Ye also has a grandfather, and Sister Ye Zi also has a backer, these little trash, suffer.
At first, the siblings were quite confused as to who this person was.
But after listening to Yu Menghou's words, she understood that this was their cheap aunt.
Although she didn't know why she knew herself, it didn't prevent the siblings from being angry.
Not only cursed their grandma to die, but also scolded their mother, and arrogantly wanted them to go away.
He didn't even think about what he was, so he gave her face.
In the past, she didn't find a chance to avenge her revenge, but today she brought it to her door herself.
The benevolent and kind-hearted old man became angry at once. His eyes as big as copper bells were not angry and prestige, and they were full of blood. He could scare people to death in minutes: "What kind of thing is that, you dare to bully my little boy? Bao boy, Pull me over here, and let me see if her face is bigger than a millstone."
The corner of Bao Can's mouth twitched, old man, it's inappropriate, no matter how you say it's a lesbian.
Besides, at least give Mr. Mo a face. His territory should be handled by him.
Master Sang doesn’t care, Bao Can doesn’t move, he moves by himself. Holding the little hand of Mulberry leaf, he strode towards Yumeng.
Yumeng looked at the mountain-like old man almost peeing, don't come here...
what to do?
How do I get out alive, and how do I continue my plan?
She just gave up like this, she was really not reconciled.
What happened today was too unexpected. She was not prepared at all, and she was in a panic.
In the previous life, Yuzhi died, Wang Xinfeng died, and Sang Dazhuang was disfigured, so they recognized each other.
That was a few years later, and I already had a status, and I could stand straight in front of the Sang family.
But now, Wang Xinfeng is not dead, Yuzhi is not dead, Sang Dazhuang is not disfigured.
All her schemes have not yet taken shape, and she is still just a struggling citizen of Xiaojing.
There is nothing yet, nothing can be done, how can they recognize each other, can't recognize each other.
I have to say that Yu Meng was quite heartbroken, and she was so frightened that she went astray.
Regardless of the immediate crisis and only thinking about future power, he can be regarded as a warrior who is not afraid of death.
Master Sang doesn't talk about martial arts at all, and he gets angry when he sees Yumeng wandering in the sky.
An old woman dared to disdain him, and a sweet foot kicked him without warning, kicking until Yu Meng spit out a mouthful of old blood, and finally regained consciousness from the unrealistic fantasy, and looked at old man Sang in horror.
There is still some confusion in his eyes, and he doesn't understand why he kicked himself.
Are you shameless?
You are such a big man, you are not afraid of being drowned by saliva if you hurt the people casually?
Shouldn't she be given a chance to defend herself?
The people who stretched out Erkang's hand to stop Mr. Sang were very calm, and they silently withdrew their hands after getting used to it.
Forget it, how could they stop Mr. Sang, that old rascal, it would be polite if he didn't just twist his neck.
Sang Ye's back is straight, and she looks very proud. See, my great-grandfather.
Cast a contemptuous glance at Yu Meng: "You deserve it, your mouth is so stinky, drink two more mouthfuls of old blood to wash it off, and if you dare to spray manure next time, I will let my grandma wash you with manure."
Old man Sang and Sang Ye showed the same disdainful expression, and even took a very naive mouthful: "That's right, what the hell, people who still want to bully me, blind your eyes."
Mulberry... He didn't want to recognize any of these two.
Yumeng was so angry that she wanted to vomit another mouthful of old blood: "You, you, you are abusing lynching, intentionally hurting people, and using power to oppress people. I don't accept it."
"If you don't accept it, come to fight."
"If you don't accept it, come to fight."
One old and one young, their chests are raised high, their chins are raised high, their voices are loud and full of momentum.
The degree of tacit understanding, even if you want to make people feel that you are not a family.
Everyone raised their foreheads together, and Lao Sang's house might be lively in the future.
Old people don't feel ashamed, and young people don't care about things. They don't think it's a big deal.
Just like you, if you let others fight, you might as well hand them a knife and let them wipe their necks.
Bao Can snorted, his previous feeling was correct, these two can play together.
Yumeng blew out with a puff, and passed out.
One old and one young clapped their hands happily, all proud.
"Little boy, why did she bully you, say, I'll see if this kick is enough to relieve my anger."
Everyone... You should always be reasonable and be a human being. The officials and lords have to give the suspect a chance to defend himself. I am afraid that your words are inappropriate.
Besides, everyone passed out, so let's save their lives.
The old man doesn't care, and neither does the little bully Sang Ye.
"She cursed my grandma, scolded my mother, and told us to get out of the imperial capital. My grandma is Wang Xinfeng, and she cursed my grandma to death. My grandma is alive and well, strong and strong, with a loud voice."
Wang Xinfeng's three words almost didn't make Mr. Sang soar in place.
All the hesitation in my heart that I dare not ask, have been answered, alive, really alive.
The old man was so excited that his eyes were red: "Don't be unreasonable, I have something to do, you can play by yourself." One on each side, picked up the mulberries and mulberry leaves and ran away, just like a human trafficker who kidnapped a child, Bao Can chased after him with a look of despair .
Old man, no, slow down.
The two brothers and sisters who were trapped...in fact, they can run fast by themselves.
Lan Tianqin opened his mouth, forget it, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, which is great.
Mr. Mo is also very happy. He and Mr. Sang are good friends for decades.
He knew how painful it was for the two men in the Sang family when Mr. Sang's son and daughter-in-law had an accident.
Now that he has found someone, he is naturally happy and excited. He has no reason to stop him, and his birthday is not important.
As for the authenticity, he believes that with the physique of Lao Sang's family, it is not something ordinary people can pretend to be.
Well, his old buddy finally has hope.
"This matter, I hope that before Lao Sang's family has not come out to say it, everyone present will not reveal a word."
The Sang family has a special status. They are just two old guys. Unlike other families, they have two descendants anyway, and they have more or less factional positions.
The two of the Sang family have always been neutral, or in other words, they are independent, they have no descendants, they do not cultivate power, they do not develop factions, and they are pure and clean for the country and the people.
Because of this, their reputation is very high, higher than any faction, anyone.
For this reason, the status is very high, and they all want to win them over, but they dare not act rashly. Everyone checks and balances each other, but they live in peace.
But now, they have relatives and descendants, and those people have to give birth to their thoughts.
Mr. Mo doesn't want his old friend's relatives who just found him to be in trouble again and again.
The guards take obeying orders as their bounden duty. If Mr. Mo said so, they will definitely keep their mouths shut.
The old men and women don’t care about things, and they are really happy for Old Man Sang. They understand the serious relationship, so naturally they won’t say anything.
The only possibility is the comatose Yumeng.
Master Mo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Take her down for interrogation."
"Yes." The sentinel quickly took him away.
Master Mo looked at Lan Tianqin again.
"Which family are you from?"
Lan Tianqin saluted respectfully: "Hi Mo, my boy's surname is Lan, his name is Tianqin, my grandfather Lan Sui, and my father Lan Changshu."
As soon as he heard that his surname was Lan, Mr. Mo's face softened a little: "Boy from the Lan family, did your grandpa bring you here?"
"yes."
Mo Lao patted Lan Tianqin on the head: "You are a smart boy, go back to the banquet hall."
"Okay, take your leave, boy." After saluting to all the old men and women, he slowly left.
