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Chapter 42: The Past (Revised)

Fang Dou originally planned to stay for another night and set off for a journey.
That night, the second young master came to the door and carried a jar of wine.
"I won't drink!" Fang Dou explained.
The second young master was in a bad mood, "This is for me to drink!"
This is something to express!
Fang Dou asked himself that it was okay to listen, but could you just drink and eat vegetables?
"Little master, sit down and chat!"
Fang Dou turned around, looked at Fu Bao on the bed, and slept on the bedding.
"Worry, the child is asleep!"
After the second young master sat down, he didn't say anything. He poured a few bowls of wine and finally spoke.
"Little monk, you are probably curious, why did your mother become like that?"
The second young master recalled, "I remember back then, our family was very poor. My father was farming outside, and my mother was taking care of our brothers at home!"
"At that time, my mother was so gentle and capable, she was proficient in cutting grass and feeding pigs, and pulling threads and textiles!"
"But, everything has changed since that incident!"
Fang Dou originally thought that the second young master mentioned was a legend about Zhao Yuanwai. Unexpectedly, the past he told was a version that had never been circulated outside.
"I remember when my father used boiled water to burn a nest of field mice to death, and rely on the food they had hoarded to escape that waste year."
"The neighbors around him starved to death, and only my family lasted until after the deserted year."
"Later, life gradually got better. Our family bought a large area of ​​land without owners. My father was reluctant to spend money to hire people. He went to the ground to get up early and go to bed late, and often he could not return home in the middle of the night."
"I was only five years old at that time. My elder brother fell and injured his leg and stayed at home to recuperate."
"My father is very busy, his temper is getting worse, he often throws things and beats and scolds his mother."
"One night, I saw my father opening his mouth and biting his mother's wrist. His eyes showed hatred. He was scared, but he didn't dare to say that, pretending to continue sleeping."
"After I arrived, my father became more and more irritable and started beating and scolding my elder brother and me. My mother tried her best to resist, but she could only get more beaten!"
Fang Dou heard this and frowned, "This is too..."
Mr. Zhao is famous and looks kind and is very generous. He often pays money and grain to help poor villagers. Unexpectedly, he is such a person.
No matter how good the appearance of a domestic violence man is, he is still a scumbag.
"Let me listen to my detailed explanation!"
The second young master continued.
"One night, my father came back to finish his meal, and tried his best to suppress his angry expression, as if a storm of rage was coming."
"My elder brother and I were very scared and knew we would be beaten tonight."
"The father finally spoke, and he said, Xianniang, I'm working hard outside and let you take care of your children at home. How can you make your children look like this!"
"At that time, my mother and our brothers were shocked. He beat the bloody scars on our bodies. Why did he scold my mother for beating them today, but he looked like he was fine today?
"Mother stuttered and retorted that you beat the child, and then she lifted her clothes and had tooth marks on her arms."
"My father was shocked and denied repeatedly that he had never hit his mother or us!"
The second young master said here, stopped and looked at Xiang Fangdou, "Little monk, have you guessed the truth?"
Fang Dou pondered, "Two possibilities, the first is that Ling Zun has amnesia and often forgets what he has done."
"No!" The second young master shook his head.
"That's the second possibility."
Fang Dou took a deep breath, and the answer was a bit terrifying, "What...thing is there? I usually pretend to be a Lingzun and go home. The one who beats you hard is not the real Lingzun!"
"The little monk is indeed smart!"
The second young master sighed, "That monster has caused our whole family to suffer so much!"
"It turned out that the 'father' who beat us was actually a monster pretending to be!"
"We found something wrong that night, and discussed the next day, and set up an ambush at home while the monster was not revealed."
"At night, the monster was proud and broke into the house."
"My elder brother has been beaten for a long time and feels resentful. He takes a knife and stabs it into his chest."
"The monster's expression was really funny and shocked before he died, as if he didn't understand why we saw through his true face."
"Later, my father rushed into the house in time and killed the monster with us."
"The monster appeared in its original form, and it turned out to be a huge field mouse."
When the second young master said this, his whole body relaxed, and the depression that had been hidden in his heart for many years was instantly vented.
"This big field mouse is the remnant of the scalded field mouse. In order to avenge the family, he deliberately changed into his father's appearance and abused us and our mother."
"Even though this beast is abominable and cunning, it cannot escape our vision."
The second young master sighed, "It's just that during that time, my mother was beaten so hard to protect us. She was still in shock, and she still has sequelae!"
Fang Dou advised, "Everything will be fine!"
The second young master was holding a wine jar when someone suddenly broke in and grabbed his collar.
"A bastard, I'm talking nonsense about family matters, don't you think it's ugly?"
The gloomy eldest son, with anger on his face, grabbed the second son and kept scolding him, raising his hand to make a gesture to hit him.
The second young master was young and energetic, holding his neck high, "If you have the will, you can do it, but I won't fight back!"
"Stop!"
An old man with gray hair, wearing a moneyman's outer robe and a satin crown, walked up calmly, "What does it look like when the brothers in front of outsiders are in harmony!"
Mr. Zhao bowed his hand and said, "Master laughed!"
Fang Dou looked at Mr. Zhao, holding a playful smile, "I have long admired Mr. Zhao's name."
Mr. Zhao waved his hand, "I killed too much in order to survive. I have been eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name for many years, and I have always wanted to clear my sins."
"The Buddha will forgive you!" Fang Dou nodded with a smile.
Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said that a servant had already brought a plate of money and a bag of rice.
"The dog son is ignorant and let the little master stay for many days. I'm sorry!"
Fang Dou put away the money and rice, "It's time to say goodbye. Mr. Zhao, can I meet the old lady before leaving?"
Mr. Zhao declined, "My inner child was seriously ill last night and could not stand the outsider!"
"Understand understand!"
The second young master broke free from the eldest brother and walked forward, "Little monk, I'll take you out!"
"Nothing, let the servants do this kind of thing." Mr. Zhao scolded him.
The eldest son stepped forward and waved his hand, "Little Master, there will be servants to take you out later."
Fang Dou said, "Don't worry, before leaving, Xiaosheng still has something to say to Mr. Zhao."
Mr. Zhao was slightly stunned and asked, "Listen to the ear."
"Great Powerful Tianlong, I can see at a glance that you are not a human!"
What?
The two young men reacted, "How can monks curse?"
"Haha!" Mr. Zhao didn't care and waved his hand, "Let's go since I was a kid!"
Fang Dou said seriously, "The real Mr. Zhao is probably dead for a long time. You are very good at calculating. You have been revenge for decades, occupying the magpie's nest and torture this family!"
Mr. Zhao's expression became cold and stared at Fang Dou without saying a word.
The eldest son rushed forward angrily, "If you talk nonsense again, do you believe it if we beat you to death?"
Fang Dou saw the eldest son's expression of horror, suddenly realized and shook his head repeatedly, "I didn't expect that the eldest son also knew the truth."
The second young master looked confused, "What's the truth?"
Chapter completed!
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