Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Hearing Zhang Hua's confession, Wen Jinshu and the others were struck by lightning.

It's all true.

But he pretended to be so gentle and innocent, and even the family's rejection was like a weak person, it was terrible.

Wen Jinshu's eyes turned black, his body shook, and he felt like the sky was falling.

What is this kind of person thinking about in the dead of night? Would he be thinking about how to kill himself?

Wen Jinshu had goosebumps on his arms, feeling a little nauseous.

"Lady, father, hurry up and call that person back, save me, Rong'er and the others can't live without father!" Zhang Hua finally crawled to their feet.

Wen Fulin's face was livid, having such a father must be a stain on Rong'er's life, he might as well die right now, one life for another, and it's over once.

When this voice burst out from the bottom of his heart, Wen Fulin was also taken aback by his own 'maliciousness', said a sin, and then smiled wryly.

He boasted that he had seen countless people and had gone through thousands of sails. The man in front of him was not only his favorite student, but also his son-in-law, but he was just a hypocrite in sheep's clothing.

Does this count as hunting geese all day long but being pecked in the eye by geese?

Wen Fulin looked at his pale and battered daughter, and felt a pang in his heart. He was old and dim-sighted, and he had ruined his daughter's life.

"My lady..." Zhang Hua raised his hand to grab Wen Jinshu's skirt.

Wen Jinshu bowed his head, the elegant and elegant smiling face in the past was now disgusting.

When she saw his blood-soaked back, something seemed to be gnawing one by one under his underwear, the hairs stood on end, she screamed, pulled back the hem of the skirt forcefully, and ran out.

Wow.

She stood under the tree and vomited non-stop, then slid softly down the tree trunk.

Wen Fulin called Jin Shu, turned back, glared at Zhang Hua, and said, "You are really... the one you want to repent is not us, but in front of your aunt's tomb, and your aunt. He treats you as a brother , you did not hesitate to block the knife for you, but you killed him instead. You are not ungrateful, you are a wolf!"

"Father, I was wrong. For the sake of Rong'er and the others, please help me. I'm in so much pain." Zhang Hua's tears and snot were mixed together. How could he look like a brilliant scholar in the past?

Wen Fulin gave him a hard look: "Wait for me."

He walked out, and he didn't know if Yan Qishan and the others had gone far, so he had to go down with his old bones and whisper to beg them back.

What a crime.

"Father, are you going to ask the young temple master to help him?" Wen Jinshu sat under the tree without any image, his whole body was lost.

Wen Fulin sighed, "Otherwise what can we do?"

"He killed his direct brother, and it was still under the condition that his direct brother blocked the knife for him." Wen Jinshu's tears fell like water breaking a bank.

The husband-in-law who thought he was a beloved man has a wolf-hearted heart, how can he deserve to live!

"No matter what, we have to deal with the present first, otherwise what will Rong'er and the others do?" Wen Fulin said again for the sake of the two grandsons: "We will discuss what happens after this."

Wen Jinshu listened to the dry howling inside, his face was ashen.

What happens in the future, they can't go back, right?

...

Yan Qishan and Ai Aidi said to Qin Liuxi: "Wen Fulin is an old and rotten, unrepentant kind, and he has carved into his bones the words of being quiet, strange, powerful, and chaotic, and his temper is just like that. Don't be with him. This dead old man has ordinary knowledge and is not worth it."

Qin Liuxi squinted at him: "Your old friend knows that you are slandering him behind his back, but he doesn't know what he will think?"

"I'm not slandering, but I'm just telling the truth. I saw it with my own eyes, and he still insists that it's just a bad disease? Bah, who has a bad disease to give birth to a face? Any fool knows that this is not in line with reality. He just wants to save face and fight hard "Yan Qishan sighed: "Forget it, good words are hard to persuade a dying ghost, let's go, that guy is not worth saving."

"Don't worry, I specialize in treating all kinds of stubbornness, wait a minute."

Yan Qishan: "?"

Soon, he heard the sound of running footsteps, and when he turned his head, it was a young servant running fast, his eyes lit up when he saw them.

"Old sir, please stay."

Yan Qishan half-closed his eyes.

After a while, seeing Wen Fulin appear in sight, he couldn't help snorting.

Seeing them standing at the door, Wen Fulin heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and without waiting for Yan Qishan to speak, bumped him away, and said to Qin Liuxi: "Young Master, the old man has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai, please help me!" Don't be as knowledgeable as a little old man, but forgive me."

Yan Qishan was bumped into a stagger, almost lost his footing, was supported by the servant, and said angrily, "Hey, we, Master Wenshan, might be a ghost, so we would apologize to the young master."

Wen Fulin glared at him, said a few words less, and give you my long-preserved jar of old Ban Zhang later, okay?

Qin Liuxi didn't hold it, and only said: "He recruited."

Wen Fulin sighed, his voice tinged with fatigue and embarrassment: "The family is unlucky."

Yan Qishan originally wanted to sneer, but saw that his old friend seemed to be ten years older in a short period of time, so he endured it.

Forget it, take away all his good things later, who told him to owe him.

Wen Fulin invited Qin Liuxi back to Wenfu, and also told about Zhang Hua's recruiting. Qin Liuxi was not very surprised, but Yan Qishan jumped up.

"How could there be such a wolf-hearted son in the world? How old was he then? He was only six or seven years old, and he was so cruel!"

Wen Fulin pursed his lips, who could say otherwise.

At the age of six or seven, he was able to kill his own brother who was protecting him out of jealousy, so he wouldn't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night?

The most frightening thing is that at his age, if he did such a thing, he would probably feel guilty and afraid, but he just hid his true emotions, so that no one would notice the clues. made.

Zhang Hua has a strong heart, is able to endure, and is even better at disguising. If his sores hadn't suddenly flared up like this, would this secret have been silent for the rest of his life and taken to the coffin by him?

Wen Fulin's heart sank when he thought of this.

Such a person is a trouble after all, he can't stay in the Wen family, otherwise his reputation as a scholarly family will be ruined, it is him and Jin Shu, what face do they have to teach and educate people?

Wen Fulin's back stiffened a little.

Yan Qishan saw that his old friend hadn't spoken, so he said in a deep voice: "Old Wen, you will never stop being disturbed by it. You have to think clearly. If you don't think about Girl Jin, you have to think about your two grandchildren."

Wen Fulin's footsteps stopped, his throat rolled.

He looked at Qin Liuxi again, the sentence was dead, and he couldn't say it out of his mouth.

Qin Liuxi said: "I turn around because of that child."

She re-entered this house not to save Zhang Hua, but for Zhang Zhe, who was still alive.

As for Zhang Hua's life and death, even if he died, the truth must be explained first. This is his sin and he must pay it back.

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