Madam's black history was picked up

Liu Feng looked at Xiao Mo seriously: "Xiao Mo, I'm not very good at expressing my feelings with words. When I think of some things, I can only express them with actions."

"Maybe we don't have much sweet talk between us, but my desire to be with you is no less than you, and even more than you."

"I'm sorry for hiding this from you, but I can assure you that this is the first and last time. No matter what I have or want to do in the future, I will be the first to tell you. you."

"because I love you."

Xiao Mo was so moved when he heard this, it was the most beautiful love words he had ever heard in his life, he leaned over and hugged Liu Feng gently: "I love you too."

There are people who are affectionate here, but there are people who are frowning and scratching their heads on the other side.

In the Si family's ancestral hall, Si Tianmu knelt on his own calf, his legs were no longer numb like his own.

There is a small table in front of him, on which there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones and a roll of white paper. He is holding the writing brush in his right hand, but his hand is shaking non-stop.

At this time, on the white paper several feet long, there were only four strong and powerful brush characters "Si Jia Jia Xun".

Si Tianmu gritted his teeth as he looked at those four words: "Xiao Mo, that bastard, actually ran away like this with Liu Feng on his back. Who did I come all this way for?"

A certain person looked at the long white paper and wanted to cry: "There are thousands of words in the family instruction once, and I have to write it a hundred times. When do I have to write it?"

Si Tianmu knelt on the ground, turned his head towards the door and shouted: "Brother, I know I was wrong, can you hit me?"

The guards standing at the door heard Si Tianmu's ghostly crying and wolf howling, and all of them pursed their lips and held back their laughter, so that their shoulders trembled.

Si Tianchen was sitting on the sofa, eating steaming lean meat porridge, while Uncle Liang stood beside him, taking several glances at the completely dark outside.

After thinking for a while, he walked up to Si Tianchen: "Eldest Young Master, look, it's getting dark already, Second Young Master..."

Si Tianchen sipped his porridge as if nothing had happened: "He has copied his family motto a hundred times."

"not yet."

"Let him continue copying, when he finishes copying, when will he be released."

The corners of Uncle Liang's mouth twitched, Uncle Liang watched Si Tianmu grow up, that child was smart and smart, Uncle Liang always regarded the two brothers as his own children.

"Young master, that family motto can't be copied in just three or two sentences, isn't it a bit..."

Si Tianchen put down his spoon and looked up at Uncle Liang: "Uncle Liang, the mistake Tianmu made this time is not a small mistake, I must make him realize how serious the mistake he made today."

"No matter what the reason is, he can't break the rules of his own family. He is good. Not only did he break the rules, but he also brought outsiders to beat his own guards."

"In a small way, it's because of his whim. If it's bigger, it's that he has no principles in his actions. If he does this, what will the people in the base think of him?"

"If he takes over the Si family base in the future, who will obey him? I'll punish him so lightly. If it's my dad, I'll definitely take him out for a beating first, and then come back to copy the family training."

The corners of Uncle Liang's mouth twitched when he heard this. If the master was here, the second young master might really suffer even more.

Seeing that Uncle Liang was no longer talking, Si Tianchen leaned gently on the sofa and sighed.

"Tianmu, you just pay too much attention to the loyalty between friends. Respecting righteousness is a good thing, but you can't be blind. As the saying goes, you should think twice before acting."

"Think before you act. As long as he is sensible about this matter, he should not be as impulsive as Xiao Mo. He should tell me first."

"If I knew that Xiao Mo was coming, maybe this matter would have had a different ending, and Liu Feng wouldn't have suffered such serious injuries."

"Everything has a price. This incident can be regarded as a wake-up call for Tianmu. I believe that with his awareness, he will figure it out himself."

Uncle Liang nodded and said nothing more.

Si Tianchen stood up and stretched, pulling the wound on his back, the pain made him grin his teeth.

"I'm going to sleep first. You can read the family motto written by Si Tianmu. If he writes poorly or cheats, you can ask him to rewrite it."

Uncle Liang smiled, nodded his head and said hello.

When Si Tianchen walked to the door, he turned his head and told him, "Uncle Liang, don't cover him up."

"Hehe, I see, young master."

After Si Tianchen left, Uncle Liang also went to the ancestral hall, and the guards at the gate had been replaced by a second group of people.

Uncle Liang came over with a plate of food, and the guard immediately greeted Uncle Liang.

"Has the Second Young Master not come out?"

"No, it's always inside."

Uncle Liang sighed: "Ask him if he has finished writing, and he can come out after finishing writing."

The guard immediately ran to the door and asked loudly through the door: "Second Young Master, have you finished writing? You can come out after you finish writing."

After a long while, an angry voice came from the door: "No."

Uncle Liang shook his head amusedly, and came to the door to signal the guard to open it.

When Si Tianmu heard the voice, he turned his head and yelled, "I said it all, but I didn't finish it."

When he saw that it was Uncle Liang, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly wanted to get up from the mat, but he knelt for too long, and his feet hurt like cramps when he moved.

Si Tianmu grinned in pain, but his eyes kept staring at the tray in Uncle Liang's hand: "Uncle Liang, you are here, what are you holding in your hand? It smells so good."

Si Tianmu swallowed when he looked at the food on the plate. Now he was so hungry that he was growling, and his hands were so soft that he didn't even have the strength to hold a pen.

Uncle Liang looked at the drooling Si Tianmu, helplessly and amusedly: "Have you finished copying the family motto, the young master has confessed that you will not be able to eat until you finish copying it."

Si Tianmu said pitifully, "I'm so hungry that I don't even have the strength to hold a pen. How can I copy it? You can wait until I'm full." As Si Tianmu said, he stretched out his hand to Uncle Liang.

Uncle Liang had no choice but to hand the plate to Si Tianmu lovingly.

"Thank you Uncle Liang."

Si Tianmu took the plate and began to feast on it. There was a bowl of rice and a plate of fried beef on the plate.

Si Tianmu devoured it hungrily, and he didn't forget to flatter Uncle Liang vaguely: "This food is really delicious, and Uncle Liang treats me better."

Uncle Liang smiled, and while Si Tianmu was eating, he picked up the family motto copied by Si Tianmu on the table and read it seriously.

The black characters on the white paper were written vigorously, and every stroke and stroke were written in a regular manner. Uncle Liang nodded in satisfaction.

"I remember that when you were a child, you hated writing calligraphy the most. When it was time to practice calligraphy, you said that you had a stomachache. For this reason, your father often beat you."

Si Tianmu kept putting food into his mouth: "How can anyone write with a brush now? If I had written with a pen, I would have written it long ago."

Uncle Liang looked at Si Tianmu seriously: "This is something left by our ancestors, you can't just throw it away."

Si Tianmu shrugged, and continued to shovel rice into his mouth.

Uncle Liang carefully looked at the family instructions written by Si Tianmu, and when he saw the back, Uncle Liang frowned.

While grilling the rice, Si Tianmu looked at Uncle Liang from the corner of his eye, thinking: "No way, you can find out this way."

It turned out that to save trouble, Si Tianmu omitted some repetitive parts from the tenth time. At first glance, he would not find anything, but if he looked carefully, he would still see clues.

Liang Bomeng closed Si Tianmu's handwriting, and looked at Si Tianmu with a warm and angry face: "Second young master."

"Uncle Liang." Si Tianmu immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, correcting his attitude.

"The introduction and conclusion are the same. I have copied it ten times in a row, and I can recite the Si family's family motto backwards. Uncle Liang, don't worry about it, okay?"

Si Tianmu showed a pitiful expression again: "Uncle Liang, I've already copied No.90 once. If you want me to rewrite it now, when will I have to write it?"

Uncle Liang looked at Si Tianmu, and said earnestly, "Second Young Master, the purpose of Eldest Young Master to punish you is not how many times you copied the family instructions."

"It's about asking you to reflect on your behavior today."

"I know, I've already reflected on it before I came here. I'm really too impulsive today. I should talk to a big brother first, instead of taking Xiao Mo to run around."

Uncle Liang blamed him: "Since you know, why didn't you tell the young master during the day?"

"Hey." Si Tianmu had a sly look on his face.

"I couldn't say it at the time. If I said it at the time, my elder brother would only be even more angry. Maybe it's not as simple as punishing me for copying family instructions."

"Besides, in today's incident, it is obvious that I violated the family rules. If I have not been punished, there will inevitably be complaints in the hearts of the elder brother's subordinates."

"They will think that elder brother is unprincipled and has openly shielded me. If I am punished today, they will only respect elder brother more. They think elder brother is a very principled person who distinguishes between public and private affairs."

"So, today's punishment, I have to bear it no matter what."

Uncle Liang was amused to hear that, but his eyes flashed with relief: "You kid, you have always been a ghost."

Si Tianmu had a flattering face: "Uncle Liang, will my family motto be copied nine times and it will be over?"

Uncle Liang glared at him, and put his copy on the table: "The remaining nine times must not miss a word, otherwise we will rewrite everything."

"Okay, okay." Si Tianmu nodded hastily.

"I promise not a single punctuation mark."

Uncle Liang looked at Si Tianmu, who slapped his chest fiercely to reassure him, and was angry and funny for a moment.

Xiao Mo took Liu Feng on the plane the next day, and he wanted to take Liu Feng back for treatment. Now Liu Feng has completely left the Si family.

Logically speaking, even Liu Feng's surgery could not be performed in the Si Family Hospital, but the eldest brother helped her arrange it properly. Although no one would say anything, Xiao Mo couldn't do anything to embarrass the eldest brother.

Si Tianchen took Yang Feng and Wu Feng to the airport to see them off.

"Brother, please stop. Thank you. When Liu Feng recovers, I will bring her to see you and you." Xiao Mo looked at Si Tianchen and Yang Feng and Wu Feng gratefully.

Si Tianchen patted Xiao Mo on the shoulder: "Call me when you arrive."

"Okay, I will."