Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

"It's very useful!" Lin Lixia smiled brightly and gave Qian Duowei a meaningful look.

Qian Duowei shuddered.

Lin Lichun's sister obviously smiled sweetly, but he felt inexplicably cold all over.

"Aside from beating people, what's the use of bamboo sticks?" Lin Lichun looked disapproving, "Xia Xia, are you familiar with the Qian family?"

"Familiar, you will be very familiar with it in the future!" Lin Lixia shook the bamboo stick in her hand and looked at Lin Lidong, who was blushing at the side: "That is our sister-in-law's natal family, how can we not be familiar with it?"

"Sister-in-law's natal family?" Lin Lichun looked at Lin Lidong in disbelief. He hadn't received a letter in a month, and his eldest brother was already engaged?

"What did you say?" Qian Duowei's eyes were full of shock. Before he left home, his sister had been engaged to the second son of the Minister of Justice.

How could he be engaged to the Lin family again?

Lin Lixia saw Qian Duowei's surprise: "Brother Qian, how long have you been away from home?"

"Almost a year!" Qian Duowei's expression dimmed. One year was enough for him to use a pseudonym and be promoted to head of a hundred households, and it was also enough for many things to happen.

It must be that after something happened to his family, his sister was divorced from the family of the Minister of Justice.

"Yes, it's been a year!" Lin Lixia sneered twice and raised the bamboo stick in his hand: "Brother Qian, let Uncle Qian tell you the specifics!"

Several people walked to Qian's house. Not long after Lin Lidong knocked on the door, Qian Duojin opened the door with a blushing face.

Seeing that his sister's clothes were not as good as before, Qian Duowei's face was filled with shock: "Jin'er!"

"..." Qian Duojin's face was full of disbelief. She closed her eyes and then opened them again, confirming that the person brought by the Lin family was her third brother.

My eyes were filled with tears instantly!

"Third brother, third brother, you are still alive!"

Qian Duojin clutched his sleeves tightly, turned around and ran towards the study.

"Dad, my third brother is back!"

In the study, Qian Shichong was writing. When he heard his daughter's voice, he dropped his pen and ink and ran towards the door. Halfway through, he realized something was wrong.

He held back his steps, raised his head, and held back the tears of excitement in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and pretended to be the majestic father he used to be.

"I'll be back soon!"

"You still want to pick him up at the door for your father?"

"..." Lin Lixia paused, and Qian Shichong's deliberate attitude was a bit like the arrogance of a father in this era.

She looked at Qian Duowei, who was frozen, and entered the house with a bright smile and a bamboo stick.

"Uncle Qian, there is a saying in our hometown, a beating is a sign of affection and a scolding is a sign of love. If you are anxious, just kick."

"My second brother sneaked away to join the army and was beaten twice. Does your family not love children?"

Qian Shichong: "..."

Qian Duojin: "..."

Qian Duowei: "..."

Seeing his sister's intention, Lin Lichun bared his big teeth and smiled happily: "Yes, our hometown often says that children cannot be effective unless they are beaten!"

"..." Qian Shichong froze and looked at the bamboo strips Lin Lixia handed over.

Could it be that the way he has educated his children over the years is wrong, and that is why the children are not close to him?

"Uncle Qian, why are you hesitating?" Lin Lixia thrust the bamboo strip into Qian Shichong's hand.

"Imagine how scared you are for him, lying in bed seriously ill, and the Qian family's sister supports the Qian family by herself, and you have to go around looking for him through connections!"

"Uncle Qian, he is clearly in the Zhenbei Army, and he went by the alias Zhuang Wei, but he didn't even send you a letter."

"Should he hit him?"

"It's time to fight!" Qian Shichong gritted his teeth and looked at Qian Duowei: "You traitor, come here!"

"Dad!" Qian Duowei's eyes were full of shock. His father hated wielding swords and sticks the most, and despised it as an insult to gentleness.

His father never spanked his children.

Just discipline them.

"Dad, this is insulting to gentlemen..."

Before Qian Duowei could finish his words, there was a "pah, pah, pah" sound coming from his body.

The sound of "pah pah pah" was very loud, but it hit Qian Duowei's uniform and did not hurt.

Seeing Qian Shichong gritting his teeth and only hitting but not reprimanding, Lin Lixia said seriously:

"Uncle Qian, my grandma just hit my second brother. She was beating and scolding her at the same time, so that my second brother could understand where he was wrong and be convinced!"

"Hitting and scolding at the same time?" Qian Shichong's eyes were full of surprise. No wonder he only scolded but didn't beat, and the children didn't get close to him.

"Weier, you went to join the army without saying a word, without even a letter. Do you know that your father is worried about you?"

"My father is so worried about you that I can't eat or sleep at night. I almost never see you again. Do you think you should beat me?"

"...It's time to fight!" Qian Duowei's eyes were full of excitement, and his heart felt slightly warm.

In the past, when he was in the capital, his father never said anything worried about him except that he disliked him and was dissatisfied with him.

It turns out his father cares about him so much!

"Dad, I was wrong!"

Hearing his son admitting his mistake, Qian Shichong could no longer hit the bamboo stick in his hand.

The tears he had held back in his eyes wetted his eyes again, and he stepped forward and hugged his son tightly.

"Just come back, just come back!"

Qian Duowei, who had never been hugged by his father, looked at loss for a moment and reached out to hug his father.

Only then did I realize that my father had lost a lot of weight. When I lowered my head, I saw that my father's temples were gray.

Tears fell silently from his eyes and down his cheeks, feeling very regretful and ashamed inside.

Before he left Beijing, his father was still a famous censor in the capital.

At that time, the father and son had a big quarrel, and he did not want to stay under his father's nose.

Just because of his connections, he used the alias Zhuang Wei and secretly joined the army, deliberately avoiding any news about his father.

Who would have thought that when he left, his family would undergo such a big change.

My sister was withdrawn from the engagement.

His father is seriously ill and cannot afford it.

Even the loyal servants in the family were sold off.

"Dad, why don't you see my second brother?"

"..." Qian Shichong stiffened and let go of his son, tears falling from his eyes uncontrollably.

Seeing his father's appearance, Qian Duowei was stunned in disbelief.

His second brother is gone too?

He turned back and looked at his sister.

I saw my sister's eyes were as red as a rabbit.

Big tears fell from his eyes.

"Dad, when I finish this errand, I will ask General Rong to disarm and return to his field, and study hard!"

Seeing his son grow up in an instant, Qian Shichong was very happy and sad at the same time.

He has been a writer all his life and has been proud all his life. He has worked hard for most of his life. He thinks that he has never made any big mistakes, but he cannot live up to the destiny.

Just because he didn't say a word correctly, he was grabbed by his political opponents and ended up being dismissed from office.

His Wei'er was even more temperamental than him, so how could he fight against those old foxes?

"Weier, it doesn't have to be like this. In the past, my father insisted on forcing you to follow Wen. After this incident, my father has figured it out. Everyone has their own destiny. Choose the one you like!"

"Dad!" Qian Duowei was stunned again. Why did his father, who had always been domineering and domineering, change so much this time?

Qian Duowei looked around and his eyes fell on Lin Lixia.

It was Lin Lixia, who called him Third Brother Qian with a smile, instigating his father to beat him.

A moment ago, his father was still acting like a strict father, but after Lin Lixia said a few words, his father actually beat him with a bamboo stick.

"Miss Lin, I will bear in mind what happened today! Please accept my courtesy!"

Lin Lixia: "..."