Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

After everyone had finished eating, Feng Liu explained everything clearly from beginning to end. He Miao filled in the details and omissions.

During this period, Feng Xiaoxi stayed silently by her mother's side, saying nothing and showing no expression.

In the evening, Song Qingzhou secretly sent her a message, asking her to go to the river to wash clothes at noon tomorrow. She didn't respond and just wanted to slowly end the relationship.

After everything was said, no surprise, the whole family's eyes were as wide as a cow's eyes.

"This is impossible. How can dad be such a person? Mom, there must be something wrong here that I don't understand."

Feng Dazhuang was the first to not believe it. He had learned blacksmithing from his father since he was a child. As the eldest son in the family, he was highly regarded and had high hopes. He was recognized as the heir to the craft by the Feng family.

The image of his father has always been a role model in his mind.

How could a father with excellent craftsmanship and good character do such a disgusting thing?

His eyes were red and he ran to Feng Qinkui to ask.

"Dad, why don't you speak? Tell us what's going on? Mom must have seen or heard wrong!"

Feng Liu shook her head helplessly, without any emotion in her eyes.

"That's what it is. You are all grown up and have families and children. You understand many things. I heard what he said with my own ears. The third daughter-in-law and Xiao Xi were also present. There is nothing to ask in detail. ”

Feng Qinkui was questioned by his son, but he remained silent, with a begging look in his eyes.

"Baby, mother, I did make a mistake. For the sake of the children, you can beat me and scold me no matter what, but don't..."

His eyes met a look as sharp as a knife, and he suddenly did not dare to say any more.

Seeing that his father had acquiesced, Feng Dazhuang even began to beg for mercy without dignity, and he understood everything in an instant.

He sat down dejectedly, put his elbows on the small table, held his forehead, and looked sad.

"Let me tell you, no wonder Widow Wang doesn't take our tofu money every time, and lets Xiao Xi work as a servant to earn copper coins. It turns out that she has been there for a long time..."

Li Huahua curled her lips and wanted to make a comment, but when she saw her mother-in-law showing a ruthlessness she had never seen before, she also learned to recognize the situation and keep her mouth shut.

She had already begun to calculate in her mind how much of the house she would get once her parents-in-law divorced.

Feng Erzhuang first didn't believe it like his elder brother, then he understood the current situation and sighed.

"Oh, I'm so sorry for the third child in our family. Dad, how could you do this?"

He is the most passionate and loyal person, and he can't touch the dirt in his eyes. On weekdays, when he sees older children bullying younger children, he will go up and help them to argue. He can be regarded as a righteous man.

At this time, he, who was always as eloquent as a "big trumpet", could not open his mouth to intercede.

This thing is too embarrassing!

Even if the family is broken up, if people know what kind of person his father is in the future, it will be difficult for him to hold his head up in the village.

"Mom, what are you going to do about this?"

He thought about it for a long time before he squeezed out this sentence.

There has been no news from Chen Xiu'e since she hurried back to her hometown a while ago.

Now that something big happened at home, he first thought about what to do with each house in the future.

"What else can you do? I've also shown you the ancestral teachings. From now on, your father's surname will be removed and his surname will no longer be Feng. I will go to Li Zheng and the clan leader early tomorrow morning to ask them to seek justice."

Feng Liu said calmly.

"The ancestral precepts clearly say that if you leave the house, you won't even have your last name. I am kind-hearted and allow you to take your clothes and bedding with you. Don't worry about the rest."

"What about the blacksmith shop? If you don't give me a shop, how can I forge iron?"

Feng Qinkui had maintained a low profile for so long, and the other party was unmoved. He was impatient and a little impatient. "Of course it will be taken back. From now on, the blacksmith shop will be big enough for one person."

"Liu Yanju! Don't bully others too much! No matter what, I'm their father too! It's not that easy to kick me out!"

Feng Qinkui said a harsh word and walked out the door.

He was really scared this time. Feng Liu didn't look like he had any room for maneuver.

Jiuxing Village is different from other villages in that the customs and ancestral precepts are strictly followed.

When He Miao got married, she was not allowed to hold weddings, just because she was a widow and couldn't do anything big when she got married.

In a matter like Feng Qinkui's case, with the ancestral teachings in hand, the clan leader will definitely sentence Feng Qinkui to leave the house. When the time comes, Li Zhengyi will make a ruling, and the matter will be settled!

The legacy of his ancestors has been completely destroyed by his hard work over the years.

Not to mention, if the trouble breaks out tomorrow at Li Zheng's place, the whole village will soon know that he, Feng Qinkui, is the most shameful person and will not be able to hang out here in the future.

But what he was thinking about most at this time was Wang Cuimei and the fetus in her belly.

His children are all grown up, and they have all been raised upright, so they will definitely not accept him anymore. For now, it is only a hope to save his unborn child.

Feng Qinkui hid some private money without telling Feng Liu and buried it under a tree behind the blacksmith shop.

At night, he hurriedly ran out of his home, dug out his private money under the tree, and hurried into the hut.

Wang Cuimei lay weakly on the kang, half asleep and half awake with her eyes closed.

Feng Qinkui was shocked. Could it be that she had already taken the abortion pill? He rushed over and shook Wang Cuimei until she regained consciousness.

"Why did you come back? You damn ghost!" Wang Cuimei opened her eyes and started to complain.

"Stop talking so much, have you drank the medicine?" Feng Qinkui asked eagerly.

Wang Cuimei raised her shoulders and broke away from the big hands that restrained her, with an unhappy look on her face.

"Why are you so anxious? How is your son? You didn't tell anyone about meeting me, did you?"

Seeing that Feng Qinkui was silent, she didn't ask anything and went down to the ground to pour a glass of cold water.

"You left in a hurry and carried your son on your back, leaving me here alone. I didn't dare to go out rashly, so I could only wait here. I was so hungry that I was weak."

Feng Qinkui was relieved. Her half-dead look turned out to be hungry.

"Didn't I make porridge for you? You didn't drink it?"

"It tastes terrible. It's better to be hungry." Wang Cuimei rolled her eyes.

"Okay, as long as the child is still here, I can't control that much. Leave quickly. I'll explain to you on the way."

Feng Qinkui confirmed that the fetus in Wang Cuimei's belly was still alive, so he felt relieved, picked her up and rushed out of the door.

"Hey, no, my son is still at the tofu shop. Where are you going?"

Wang Cuimei naturally didn't want to go with him. She just couldn't bear the loneliness and found a man to enjoy the comfort of the opposite sex occasionally. She didn't want to leave her hometown.

It’s just that she hasn’t realized yet that the scandal has been exposed. If she doesn’t run away, everyone in the village will know about it tomorrow!

Feng Qinkui couldn't help but held her hand tightly and ran away along the mountain road in the dark.

Whatever Li Zheng is, whatever clan leader, go to hell!