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In a part of Huajie and Liuxiang, Wen Zhuo covered his face with a fan, a little anxiety flashed in his eyes, and then he entered a courtyard under the beckoning of the old bustard.

Entering the yard, a man with a scarred face smiled when he saw Wen Zhuo, "Brother Wen is a genius in the world, with Brother Wen, what can we do?" The laughter was rough, and the scar on his face was twisted .

"Where are my father and my second brother?" Wen Zhuo ignored the high hat the man gave him, with a look of anxiety on his face. After taking over the Wen family, he was very busy. What was even more disturbing was that some regular customers Hearing that Wen Guangting was gone, they all expressed their unwillingness to continue to cooperate with the Wen family, and the Wen family's business was robbed a lot.

The man with the scar took a look at Wen Zhuo, and said with a smile, "Wen Guangting is my guest, so it's inconvenient to see you right now." There was a hint of sarcasm in that smile, in his opinion, Wen Zhuo was a knife he used to suppress the Wen family, With such a stupid son, Wen Guangting is also a pitiful person. Being framed by his own son, there was no trace of respect in his eyes, and he said unceremoniously: "I don't talk to the bastard who sells my father for glory. Get out, and it will take another three months." , the head of the Wen family will change hands again, you are not worthy of that position!"

The sarcasm in the man's eyes deeply stimulated Wen Zhuo, his blood boiled up, he was about to punch the man with his blushing face, but he was easily kicked by the man to the corner of the wall, hurting his internal organs, whimpering in the corner like a wild dog. At that time, Wen Zhuo was not as vigorous as he was in the previous days, but he was just a used rag.

Wen Zhuo looked at the man with fear in his eyes, and he didn't dare to move forward, so he huddled in the grass and pretended to be dead, his body was covered with grass clippings, and there was a footprint on his stomach, he was in a terrible state of embarrassment.The man seemed to expect it and sneered: "Wen Guangting gave birth to a son like you, how pitiful! If you were my son, killing you would be considered light!"

A trace of humiliation flashed across Wen Zhuo's face, he felt remorse in his heart, he made a heinous mistake because of his stupidity, tears flowed down feebly, but the man with the scar sneered endlessly.

When Wen Zhuo returned to Wen's house, she was framed into the house by Ma Huilan who was facing her. Ma Huilan took a look at her son, she already knew it in her heart, and smiled coldly. However, he still has a mediocre talent for doing business. At this time, the soldiers are playing dangerous games, and they are doing it on their own.

After Wen Zhuo cleaned up, she walked out of the door curtain and saw her mother sitting on a carved stool with cardamom painted on her nails, as if nothing happened, Ma Huilan glanced at her blue-faced son, With a chuckle: "Zhuo'er's family is busy, how about asking your uncle to help you, it's a mother's heart."

Wen Zhuo's expression was unbelievable, how could his mother say such a thing, what does it mean to be "busy" and what does it mean to be a helper from her mother's family? Isn't this a blatant attempt to share the sovereignty of the Wen family with him?This is what his mother said in person, let him do what he wants.

Ma Huilan glanced at her son, she was not in a hurry, she already had a plan in her heart, she had already communicated with her mother's family about the turmoil, and just waiting for a chance, she could also have her own rights, not to mention the glory and wealth, Maybe she doesn't have to continue to waste her time in this cold home. Although she is 40 years old, she is well maintained, and she can find a caring person.

Wen Zhuo didn't know how he got back to the room, he only felt cold all over his body now, he suddenly thought of his father, Wen Guangting, was he also so helpless and chilling when he was standing in a high position, and there was The incompetent self and his sister, Wen Zhuo's expression was indifferent, he had long lost the gentleness and elegance of the past, he was angry, his head was dizzy, his eyes were black, and he fell asleep after a while of dizziness.

A servant just passed by and saw the young patriarch fainted on the ground, and exclaimed, "Come on! Help! The patriarch has passed out!" Another group of people turned their backs on their backs.

Meng Lang was in the house, looking at the dull man in front of him, the evil spirit in his body could only be subdued by his elder brother, he didn't think too much in his heart, and immediately read the collected information roughly, when the paper was flipped, he was shocked When the voice came, Meng Lang's hand stopped, and a sneer was drawn on his thin lips. He is a bastard who killed his father, and he will teach Wen Guangting a good lesson on behalf of Du Xiaoqian.

The dull man followed closely behind Meng Lang, watching Wen Zhuo, who was lying on the ground, without even checking his pulse, and stepped on Wen Zhuo's chest. Under the stunned eyes of the servants, his thin lips spat out extremely malicious words, "This beast!" It's not worth wasting my medicine, I dirty my hands even if I touch him." The servants didn't know why, but just as they were about to rush up to protect Wen Zhuo, they were stopped by the man next to him. Red makes people afraid to step forward.

Of course Meng Lang would not really put Wen Zhuo to death, even if Wen Zhuo was punished, it would be Wen Guangting's business, and it would be best for him to handle it, but capital crimes are inevitable and living crimes are inevitable.A glint of prey flashed through the eyes of the phoenix, and he kicked a few big holes mercilessly with his feet. In the past six months, Wen Zhuo has been useless.

Lifting his leg and patted his hem, Meng Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled, like Yan Luo who was taking his life, which made the timid servant tremble in fright, no one dared to stop this daring person.

Meng Lang was preparing to rescue Du Xiaoqian and his son, but the unlucky father and son were locked together and could not understand each other.

In a cage, Du Xiaoqian stared at his bastard father with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and cursed: "Look at the bastard son you gave birth to, if you don't talk about your mother, you will kill you as a father!" , how wicked and failed are you as a father to be like this?"

Wen Guangting is meditating to restore his power, the more sensitive his eyes and ears are, the more he hears his second boy talking about him, he doesn't suffer from it, "The bastard father gave birth to two bastards, one is going to kill the father, the other is even more bastard, and once he leaves home It's been two years since I left, poor your father, my family has supported such a huge family business, and no one appreciates it."

"Hey, you old man, you bastard, don't pull me and my mother, I was born by my mother, and I have nothing to do with your Wen family." Du Xiaoqian sneered, bastard, when his mother was still there , this old bastard is more considerate than anyone else, once his mother died, the old bastard didn't visit him for half a year, thanks to his grandfather is the horse king Du Shengjiang, otherwise he might be run on by Ma Huilan.

"You were born by me, and of course I raised you. You are not filial to me, and you are just making trouble for me. If it weren't for your mother, I would have thrown you out to fend for myself." Wen Guangting was not in a hurry as he recovered his strength. Said without annoyance, the flat and unwavering voice made Du Xiaoqian a little crazy.

"I don't need you to support me, I'm self-reliant!"

"It's just you, I'm not talking about you. I have to correct those problems of yours when I go out. It's all problems if you don't eat money if you don't have money, or don't wear clothes if you don't have imperial brocade. Also, look at your servants. Lord of trouble!"

"Getting into trouble is better than being a coward. Even though your martial arts are so high, and you see my mother being bullied by Sanniang, you deserve to be slaughtered by your fucking son. There is one less disaster in the world!"

Du Xiaoqian is angry in his heart, this old bastard, when he saw his five or six-year-old self being poisoned by the third lady "red clothes", he didn't come to save him, and he looked slow, crying so hard that his mother's heart was broken Later, the mother fell into the "beauty drunk" of the third lady, and she couldn't wake up from the dream. The old fox didn't avenge the mother, but loved the third lady even more.

After that, he vowed that he must spoil the old bastard's family property, so if the food and clothing were not good, or if they were not worth a fortune, he would roll around and see what kind of face the old fox would show to see his mother after he died.But the old fox managed well, so Du Xiaoqian continued to grind his teeth. He had lost his family for ten years and did not fail him. On the contrary, the Wen family became the number one horse dealer in the country. He could not be angry or fight Madam, she ran away from home angrily, and managed to clean up the third lady by the way.

Hearing Du Xiaoqian talk about San Niang, Wen Guangting stopped gnawing, and focused on recovering his skills like an old Buddha. No matter how much Du Xiaoqian sarcastically ignored him, the bitterness in his mouth spread to his heart.

Who knew that when I was still the youngest of the Wen family, the family arranged Hong Yi to be by my side in order to control myself, monitoring me while guarding my safety.Who knew that Hongyi fell in love with him later, and even got his favorite woman drunk, making the two of them separate from each other.Who made him weak and fledgling at that time, unable to resist the family?

I feel sorry for my second son who lost his mother before he was ten years old. The family and the women in the backyard are all eyeing this fat piece of Wen's family. Ignoring Du Xiaoqian doesn't mean that he doesn't love him, but that he loves deeply. protection of.

When I was strong enough later, the way I got along with my second son was almost finalized, and everything was difficult to reverse.Wen Guangting felt bitter in his heart, but he still said, "We will go out, you must keep the portrait of your mother in your arms at all times, and keep it well."

Du Xiaoqian rolled his eyes, "Anyway, I won't give you an old bastard."

The author has something to say: the winter vacation is off, and the day is [-], I hope you can give me some advice if there is anything wrong, and we can discuss the plot together~