My Queen, you are naughty again

Seeing his son Xia Yicheng was drunk and helped back drunk, the eldest lady waiting at the door immediately looked dignified. The crescent eyebrow painted during the day frowned into Sichuan characters, and quickly ordered the two boys behind him to come over.

The backyard path was sparsely populated. The white moonlight hit the cobblestone path, which was very quiet.

When the eldest lady saw Xia Yicheng, she walked up to him two steps. Her hand, which had not been removed, hit him hard on the back. Then she scolded him in a low voice and said, "come back so late! I want to be scolded again!"

Xia Yicheng was already drunk. He beat his hands on the shoulders of the two boys next to him, turned back and shouted: "late? I... I'm today... It's early today!"

Then the cold wind blew and made Xia Yicheng, who was only wearing a green shirt, sneeze hard. Suddenly, the wine gas rushed into the sky, making the big lady behind her frown again.

"Still wear so thin! Before the first month, learn to wear green shirts!" the eldest lady complained.

Anyway, he is also his own son. He is so thin. After a reprimand, he quickly ordered the servant girl to go to the kitchen to cook ginger soup and wake up wine soup.

The two candlelight lamps held in the little boy's hand were blown out by the wind, and the light suddenly dimmed.

Xia Yicheng is full of nonsense again. His feet are unstable, and the whole person will spread out.

"Ah, be careful!" the old lady behind her hurriedly stepped forward to hold her hand and whispered.

As everyone knows, before he could stand firm, he saw Xia Hongqing, his husband standing at the corner of the corridor.

Xia Hongqing's face was gloomy, his black official clothes were bright by the moonlight, and the gold thread at his feet flashed slightly, but it was still difficult to hide his anger.

"Bastard! You'll spend all day drinking! You're unconscious and make your mother worry!" Xia Hongqing shook his sleeve, stretched out his finger and roared at the drunken Xia Yicheng.

Seeing her husband angry, the eldest lady looked at her son and sighed. She ordered the boy behind her to help him quickly, and walked to Xia Hongqing's side.

"You are too! Look what kind of black sheep you have taught! You can't wait to be drunk for eight days in ten days to come back! You don't look at all!" Xia Hongqing walked up to him and couldn't help yelling at the eldest lady around him.

It was already three o'clock in the night, and there was no one outside. It was silent. Only there were lights in the backyard of the Xia family.

The little servant girl who had just gone to cook sober soup and ginger soup trotted over with two bowls of soup. When she saw the master at home, she saluted, and saw the eldest lady wave her hand and ask her to quickly pour it into Xia Yicheng.

But the little servant girl just came to her with a bowl, but Xia Yicheng smiled and was not honest when he was held.

Seeing the little servant girl's cleverness, he raised his hand and touched the little girl's face. He joked: "when... When did the girl of Tianxiang square put on my servant girl's clothes again?"

Then he stepped forward and took two steps. With a hiccup, he belched!

Another mouthful of wine said, "don't mention that the boss of Xiangfang... This day is really powerful! I know my appetite!"

As soon as these two words were spoken, the young man and the servant girl around were slightly timid, especially the little servant girl who carried the medicine. He was frightened and hurried back for two steps, and the medicine in his hand was scattered a little.

The night was winding, and the bright moonlight was covered by a dark cloud.

In the hospital, Xia Hongqing walked to Xia Yicheng in two steps. He shook his sleeve and raised his hand, giving Xia Yicheng a slap in the face.

The sound of the slap made the big lady standing behind her clap in her heart. She was distressed and angry.

"Tianxiang square! Such a big man! He is ignorant and knows nothing. He will spend all day drinking and running around with your friends! I won't break your legs today! Go home!"

Xia Hongqing is really very angry. Only he knows that the hand he fought on is still slightly numb.

"Master, he is still young now. It is enough to teach him such lessons!" the eldest lady was really worried about her son. She was eager to love her son. She hurried forward to stop Xia Hongqing.

But Xia Hongqing was determined. Seeing that the bastard son was full of anger, he turned to his wife and scolded: "still protect? Is it small? How old is he this year? Is it difficult to wait until he gets married and marries his daughter-in-law? If you don't teach him some lessons today, you can't tell how much trouble he will cause you later!"

Then he shook off his wife's arm, came forward to take the long board brought by the boy, and waved it on Xia Yicheng's back without hesitation.

The dull sound of bang and the pain on his back suddenly made Xia Yicheng awake. Before he could hide, the second board had been hit.

The servant girls and boys all took two steps back and went to the inner room to prepare the wound medicine.

The sound of banging on the board sounded dull from Xia's courtyard. Even Xia Qiuju, who had been sleeping in the house, was awakened by the sound, put on a cloak and came out with a small gold stove, but only Xia Yicheng, who had been awakened, said nothing, clenched his mouth and endured the pain on his back.

"Master, master, don't fight. If you fight again, will cheng'er's back still?" the eldest lady's eyes were red. Looking at the bloody skin under the green shirt, she hurried forward and stopped Xia Hongqing's arm.

On the corridor, Xia Qiuju wrapped her cloak tightly, and her face without powder was slightly haggard. She yawned and handed the wound medicine in her hand to the servant girl next to her, gave a wink and said impatiently, "brother, if you listen to your father, read poetry and books and make a difference, will you still let the family law serve you now?"

So many boards are not light. The eldest lady came forward and opened the green shirt on her son's back. It was almost flesh and blood blurred, and there was severe bleeding on her back, which was distressing.

"Hurry, hurry, go and wipe the medicine for the young master. What if there is a scar!" the eldest lady exuded tears from the corners of her eyes and hurriedly helped Xia Yicheng. Looking at his bloody little face, she was even more worried and quickly asked the boys in his house to help him to the house.

Xia Hongqing, standing there with a calm face, frowned, threw down the board in his hand and said in a deep voice: "after wiping the medicine, give me to the main hall. If we don't realize your mistake tonight, we don't want to sleep!"

Xia Yicheng gritted his teeth in pain and looked at his father. Finally, he replied with dismay.

"If my brother had been scolded by his father, he would have realized his mistake. I'm afraid it would have been better! It's almost five o'clock, but he can still sleep some more time!" Xia Qiuju, standing in the corridor, yawned and turned to leave.

"You also used to be, and your problems are not small!" Xia Hongqing shook his sleeves and looked at his daughter. He spoiled her in the palm of his hand from small to large, which makes him even more speechless and lawless.

"I, i... what's wrong with me!" Xia Qiuju frowned, pouted, looked at her father angrily, and couldn't go to the main hall.