I made fire all over the Internet by setting up a booth

Chapter 153
Tang Qing was taken aback by her attitude, and lowered her head with aggrieved face, not daring to speak any more.

Weng Shaomin turned pale with anger, "Are you really going to heaven?"

Tang Fei straightened his clothes slowly, and said calmly, "Old Madam Tang, you are too angry."

Weng Shaomin stood up from the sofa and stared at her, "Are you cursing me to death?"

Tang Fei smiled lightly, "Don't dare."

Weng Shaomin took a deep breath and said with a sneer: "Didn't you swear before that you would leave, why are you back now, do you know how difficult Kyoto is?"

Tang Fei nodded in agreement, "Well, it's really difficult."

Weng Shaomin had a sarcastic smile on his face, "So for a girl like you who came from the countryside, it doesn't matter if you don't have contacts. You have to rely on the Tang family. Without the Tang family, you are nothing."

Jiang Wanqing came out in time to smooth things over, "Mom, Fei Fei is just young and ignorant, so don't blame her."

Weng Shaomin glanced at her coldly, and smiled even more ironically.

"You'd better take care of yourself first..."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanqing's eyes flashed a little puzzled.

But she still maintained the smile on her face, and asked gently: "Mom, what do you mean by that?"

Hearing her questioning tone, Weng Shaomin looked at her with displeasure on his face, "Have you been waiting at home for decades to eat and drink, is it because you have lost your mind?"

Jiang Wanqing almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face, "Mom, what you said, didn't you also keep..."

"Can I be the same as you? I eat my son's and wear my son's. Who dares to say mine is not."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Tang Qing, and continued, "A daughter is going to marry after all, and maybe she will give up the things in the house to her husband's family, so she still needs to have a son. "

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Wanqing's and Tang Qing's expressions turned ugly.

Jiang Wanqing tried her best to control the smile on her face, and clenched her fists tightly, "Mom, this is what age, gender is not that important anymore."

"How can you inherit such a huge family business without a son? Could it be possible to let your daughter who only knows how to cry all day?"

Speaking of this, even Jiang Wanqing's brain is bean curd residue can know what she means.

She suppressed the shock and sadness in her heart, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, is there someone outside Jiang Hua?"

Hearing this, Weng Shaomin slapped her across the face.

She was full of anger, "What do you mean there are people outside? Are you accusing Jiang Hua of cheating?"

Jiang Wanqing covered her face, her voice was crying, "You didn't say that..."

Weng Shaomin jumped angrily, pointed at her and yelled, "Isn't it okay if I complain about it? In the early years, I told you to give birth to one and give birth to another, but you didn't listen to it. Now it's fine, and it seems that the hens that can't lay eggs are not too old to keep." Useful."

Jiang Wanqing couldn't bear the anger in her heart anymore, she got up and looked at Weng Shaomin, "Mom, how can you talk like that."

Weng Shaomin took a step forward, and poked her finger directly on the bridge of her nose, "Why can't you say it? Is it possible that you can still give birth, then you can give me a grandson and let me see!"

Jiang Wanqing had tears in her eyes and her body was shaking.

Tang Qing said quickly, "Grandma, don't be angry, Mom has no other intentions, but she hasn't had a good rest recently and is not in a good mood."

Weng Shaomin gave her a cold look, "What does your lord say to you?"

Tang Qing immediately fell silent, holding Jiang Wanqing's hand with a full face of grievance.

Tang Fei sat on the sidelines and observed the direction of the development of the matter calmly. It seemed that... she didn't need to rack her brains to find a solution.

Dog eats dog is the best way.

She was in the right mood, and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

Weng Shaomin looked at the smile on her face, and said coldly: "What are you laughing at? You are an illegitimate daughter who can't be on the stage, what right do you have to be complacent?"

Tang Fei looked at her apologetically, with a sincere face, "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Weng Shaomin looked at her coldly and asked, "I heard you beat my little black?"

Tang Fei smiled and nodded, "A dog that bites a person should be beaten, to death."

Weng Shaomin snorted coldly, "It's because you don't want to go home, Xiao Hei doesn't know you, who would you bite if he doesn't bite you? If you want me to say, it's the sour country smell of you that makes him not like it."

Tang Fei nodded: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, I am an eyesore."

Weng Shaomin frowned, "What's your attitude?"

Tang Fei smiled slightly, "Admit your mistake."

I have learned a lot of new vocabulary online recently, and I have to find an opportunity to use it. Today is a very good opportunity.

Weng Shaomin glanced at her, and there was an irresistible order in his old voice.

"Ten slaps in the face, and the matter of slapping Xiao Hei is over, otherwise I will never end with you!"

"What if I don't?" Tang Fei sat on the sofa with a lazy posture.

"Then don't blame my family for not being able to take care of you!" She said coldly, and the servant at the side handed over the feather duster that had been prepared long ago with great insight.

Tang Fei glanced lightly, then chuckled, "That's it?"

"I see you are really unrepentant."

After Weng Shaomin gritted his teeth, he raised the feather duster to hit her.

When the feather duster was about to fall on him, Tang Fei grabbed it in vain and pushed it forward. Weng Shaomin lost his balance and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Ah...my waist..." A painful wail came, and the servants rushed forward to help her.

She cried out in pain, "Slightly... lightly, my waist seems to be twisted."

"Hurry up to the hospital." Jiang Wanqing said hypocritically, but her hands didn't move.

Tang Fei glanced at her indifferently, then sat on the sofa sipping tea calmly.

Weng Shaomin was supported by a group of people to go out, Tang Fei said suddenly: "Old lady, you must go to bed early at night..."

Weng Shaomin paused, turned his back to her and said harshly, "Get out of Tang's house, get out tomorrow!"

"No." She spit out a word, got up and went upstairs directly.

Weng Shaomin wanted to turn around and teach a lesson, but the pain from the torn lumbar muscle made her sweat profusely.

Tang Fei closed the door and directly pulled Wuchang out.

"Ancestor, what's the matter?" He still looked respectful, the only difference was that he buried his head and didn't look at Tang Fei.

"If you can't kill people directly, it should be possible to scare two ghosts, right?"

Tang Fei didn't notice his difference. He rubbed his fingertips against his chin, and his voice was so cold that it was snowflakes in winter, falling on the lake without causing any waves.

Bai Wuchang raised his head and glanced in her direction, then lowered his head, "This... Pluto didn't say anything."

Tang Fei glanced at him, and waved his hands indifferently, "It's fine if you don't say anything, it's fine, there's nothing else to do."

Bai Wuchang asked uncertainly, "Ancestor, is there really nothing else?"

"What are you looking forward to?" After Tang Fei combed quietly, Bai Wuchang's body trembled, and he quickly apologized.

"No, it's just that I haven't seen my ancestor for a long time, and I always feel that you should have a lot of things to tell me."

"It's nothing." After Tang Fei finished speaking, Bai Wuchang sneered and left directly.

(End of this chapter)