Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 105 The Broken Grass Temple Belongs to the Yan Family

Chapter 105 The Broken Grass Temple Belongs to the Yan Family

Yan Shujing and Mrs. Li nodded their heads, confirming that the members of the third family of Yan's family did not know good from bad.

When Mr. Yan saw the two nodding, his face turned darker than the bottom of the pot.

I have been the magistrate of Xize County for so many years, and I have been the head of the family for so many years. For so many years, no one dared to disobey him. After so many years of majesty, now he is disobeyed by his daughter-in-law and several granddaughters and grandsons. Immediately, I felt that my old face had been slapped.

Seeing that Mr. Yan was very angry, Yan Wenfeng said angrily: "Grandpa, you kindly asked your mother and younger sister to pick up the third aunt's family to live in the mansion, but the third aunt's family refused. The third aunt's family is too ignorant."

"Yeah yeah."

Originally, he couldn't understand Yan Wenfeng's conscientious study of literature and his appearance of being superior to others, so Yan Wenqing, who had never gotten along well with Yan Wenfeng, quickly nodded in agreement.

None of the people in the house sincerely hoped that the three members of the Yan family would come back to live in the mansion.

After the two juniors opened their mouths, Yan Bozhang then said to Mr. Yan: "Father, don't get angry with the third sister-in-law, maybe the third sister-in-law, Qin'er, Xue'er, Yun'er, Xiaosi and the others I have lived outside for a long time, and I am used to life outside, so I don't want to go back to the Yan family's mansion."

"Father, elder brother is right. Since the third child and the children don't want to come back, you can let them go."

It was Mrs. Hu who was speaking at the moment.

Of the people in this room, she is probably the one who doesn't want Zhong to come back.

Thinking of Yan Boshu's thoughts on Zhong Shi, she felt uncomfortable.

People in the room chattered, but in the end, only Yan Boshu remained silent.

Mr. Yan shifted his gaze to Yan Boshu: "Second brother, what do you think of this matter?"

Yan Boshu was called by name, so he had to raise his head to face the old man with a dark face.

"Father, you can do whatever you want, my son has no objection."

Anyway, he owns a restaurant, and the return of Mr. Zhong and the others will not have much impact on him. At most, when the family property is divided in the future, he will get less. When he thinks back to Mr. Zhong's gentle and pleasant appearance when he was young, he will not care about it .

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu gave him a warning look.

Mr. Yan pondered for a while, and then told Yan Bozhang, "Boss, you go to Pocao Temple."

Thinking that Yan Xiaosi's excellent medical skills might benefit the Yan family, Mr. Yan didn't want to give up. He hoped that Zhong and Yan Xiaosi were just putting on a show, and still hoped to come back to the Yan family's mansion.

Like Mrs. Li, Yan Bozhang did not dare to disobey Mr. Yan's orders.

"Yes, Dad."

He called a servant to carry a lamp, and left Yan's house to go to the Pocao Temple at the end of the village, but the two came back soon.

Yan Bozhang walked up to Mr. Yan with a very unsightly expression, "Father, my son has tried his best. It's the third son and the fourth son who refuse to come back, and the son has nothing to do."

Mrs. Li went to invite him, but failed to invite him back, and Yan Bozhang went to invite him, but still failed to invite him back, which severely hit Mr. Yan's old face.

Immediately, Mr. Yan's complexion was even uglier than that of Yan Bozhang, who just went to the ruined grass temple at the end of the village and had a dusty nose.

Boom!

Mr. Yan gritted his teeth with a sullen expression, and patted the tea table beside him hard.

"If you don't dare to treat yourself as a descendant of the Yan family, don't live in the ruined grass temple at the end of the village."

The broken-grass temple at the end of the village was originally an earth temple, and it was the Yan family who funded the construction of that earth temple.

Mr. Yan's words just now were unclear, and Hu's thoughts changed.

Could it be that in a fit of anger, the old man wanted to drive Zhong and the others out of the dilapidated grass temple at the end of the village? If so, that would be great.

Thinking of Yan Boshu's thoughts about Zhong Shi, Hu Shi can't wait for Zhong Shi to die.

"Father, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Mr. Yan looked at Mrs. Hu, snorted coldly, and said directly to Yan Bozhang: "Boss, tomorrow, you just don't go to the yamen to do business, so go to Village Chief Liu's house."

Going to find Liu Qianhe must be to let Liu Qianhe come forward to drive people out.

Yan Bozhang understood what Old Master Yan meant, but he still asked, "Father, please speak clearly."

"Tomorrow, let Liu Qianhe go and take back that dilapidated grass temple at the end of the village."

The old man confessed clearly, and angrily left the house with a crutch.

The old man was angry, but everyone in the room was happy.

In the dark night, the ruined grass temple at the end of the village, Mrs. Zhong was lying on the bed and lost sleep again.

Unable to fall asleep, she simply got up and got out of bed, lit the oil lamp, and sewed the last piece of unsewn fur under the oil lamp.

"Mom, why are you up again?"

The light from the oil lamp made Yan Shuqin's eyes hurt. When she opened her eyes, she saw Mrs. Zhong sitting under the oil lamp and busying herself.

Zhong Shi glanced at her.

"Qin'er, go to sleep, mother can't sleep, just sew the last bit of fur into a fur ball."

Yan Shuqin helped Yan Shuxue, Yan Shuyun tucked the quilt, then got off the bed, and walked lightly to Zhong Shi's side: "Mother, Xiao Si rejected uncle, mother, and uncle again, are you worried about grandpa I'm angry, I'll find Xiao Si to settle the score tomorrow."

Under the oil lamp, Zhong's brows were tightly frowned, and Yan Shuqin's words hit her heart, and she sighed heavily.

"Qin'er, the ruined grass temple we live in was built by the Yan family back then, do you know that?"

Although Yan Shuqin was not born when the Yan family built this grass temple, the villagers of Shaoyao Village had heard about it.

Yan Shuqin nodded, and asked Zhong with a solemn expression: "Mother, you are worried that Grandpa will take back this ruined grass temple."

If the old man really did this, then they would lose even such a dilapidated place to live.

Zhong's face turned pale.

What kind of heartless thing cannot be done by Mr. Yan. He was able to drive her and four children out of Yan's house back then, but now he can take back the ruined grass temple.

"Qin'er, you're the eldest sister. I'll just tell you about this. Don't tell Xue'er, Yun'er, and Xiaosi. They are younger than you. I'm afraid they will be scared if they find out."

Zhong lowered his voice.

Yan Shuqin nodded, and replied with a serious tone: "Mother, I know, but mother, if grandpa really takes this grass temple back, what should we do?"

What should I do?At this moment, Zhong Shi didn't have any plans in her mind, and she couldn't sleep tonight because she was thinking about this matter.

"Qin'er, even if you're living on the streets, mother will do her best to protect you sisters."

".mother."

The mother and daughter huddled together, afraid of waking up those who were already asleep, the mother and daughter choked up in a low voice.

After Yan Xiaosi finished her cultivation, she took a shower in the bathroom of the small bungalow, and when she returned to the dark, dilapidated room, she heard Zhong and Yan Shuqin crying.

Including the secret that Zhong asked Yan Shuqin to keep just now, she could hear it clearly in the space.

(End of this chapter)