"Why don't you just die in prison?" Su Jinquan yelled angrily, reaching out and pushing Su Changsheng hard, who was barely able to steady his steps.
There was a dull thud, and Su Changsheng was pushed to the ground. He ignored the pain and just stared at his son in front of him with his mouth wide open.
At this time, Su Jinquan was filled with jealousy. Whenever he thought of the sarcastic remarks made by people outside and his classmates who laughed at his father for being a prisoner who had been in prison, he felt so angry that he wanted to tear those people's mouths apart.
The ridicule for many days has caused him to lose his benevolence, justice and filial piety. Those humiliating words were brought to him by the person in front of him. Without him, he would not be looked down upon and ridiculed by others.
Then there are Su Liu and the others. The young man regards this wild boy who doesn’t know where he comes from as his own brother. The material of that boy’s robe is better than that of his best and most expensive clothes. This makes him
Where to put your face?
If the father in front of him hadn't offended Su Liu, he wouldn't be here today. Thinking of this, Su Jinquan's hatred deepened even more.
"Dalang, why are you so crazy? You dare to hit me, have you lost all the benevolence, justice, filial piety and morality you have cherished over the years?"
Su Jinquan, still in his own hatred, was suddenly awakened by the cold shout. He suddenly woke up and saw Su Changsheng who was stunned on the ground, and his face turned pale.
Why, how could it be possible? He looked at his hands and was so shocked that he took two steps back. He looked at Su Changsheng and then at the sullen Mr. Su, and his body began to tremble.
Su Changsheng also realized what he was doing. He stood up from the ground with a roar, nimbly grabbed Su Jinquan forward, and swung his palm towards his face: "I've gone against you, you evil deed, how dare you?"
Go ahead, you scoundrel."
The applause sounded crisply, and five bright red fingerprints immediately appeared on Su Jinquan's face, and there was even a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that Su Changsheng had used all his strength in this slap.
"Nie Zhan, kneel down." Su Changsheng was really angry and pointed at him with a blushing face.
Su Jinquan was so blinded by jealousy and hatred that he dared to hit Su Changsheng anywhere. After such a slap, he woke up and knelt down.
Su Changsheng searched all over the yard for sticks, finally picked up the laundry stick from the bucket, rushed to Su Jinquan, picked up the stick and beat him: "I told you to push me, I told you to be unfilial. I paid for you to go to school, you
To repay me like this, you have gone against the grain, you evildoer!"
The laundry stick fell on Su Jinquan one after another. He endured the first blow, but couldn't help but screamed out the second time. He retorted loudly: "What I said is not wrong. If it weren't for you, how could my classmate do this?"
They look down on me, why would they laugh at me? They don’t even get along with me, they are all laughing at my father for being a prisoner who has been in jail.”
It was Su Changsheng's pain to go to jail. When his own son mentioned it or blamed him, he became even more annoyed and struck harder. He said angrily: "You motherfucker, you still dare to despise me. If I don't exist, what do you think?"
You bastard school, I’ll beat you to death.”
"I'm not wrong." Su Jinquan finally cried in pain, but refused to admit his mistake.
Mr. Su closed his eyes and trembled slightly, but did not stop him. Dalang thought that his father had embarrassed him, so he dared to take action. This shouldn't be done, it shouldn't be something a scholar would do!
Su Jinquan is the eldest grandson of the Su family. Mr. Su has been cultivating fields all his life and finally has some financial resources. Only then can he send his grandson to school. In his eyes, Su Jinquan is the hope of the Su family and the hope of the glorious ancestors. However, he did not expect that
It will be like this.
It's fine if a child fails the exam, and he can take the exam again, but if his virtue is bad, it is bad, and it will be difficult to reverse it.
In the Daqi Dynasty, the world is governed by filial piety. It does not matter if the official is less knowledgeable, but this virtue is the most important. If his virtue is lacking, how can he be an official? How can a person who is not filial to his parents behave?
Bringing blessings to the common people? Let alone those who beat their parents.
Su Liu beat his father before, but it was because Su Changsheng was unkind and Su Liu also resisted in self-defense.
But Su Jinquan was different. Su Changsheng didn't feel sorry for him, and he really felt sorry for him. But Su Jinquan actually reciprocated like this, how could it not be chilling?
Mr. Su is really disappointed. Su Jinquan has failed in his studies. He is really disappointed.
Compared with Mr. Su's disappointment, Su Changsheng was sad and furious. He asked himself that he had accommodated Su Jinquan in every possible way, but in exchange, this traitor pushed him and blamed him!
Su Changsheng's stick fell heavily on Su Jinquan's body, and his eyes turned red.
"You traitor, you traitor, I will beat you to death."
"Master, master, please stop beating him, you are going to beat him to death." Mrs. Zhou hurriedly ran out when she heard her son's cries. She was frightened when she saw the hammer and stick falling on her precious son one after another.
He was so distraught that he ran up and hugged him.
Although Su Changsheng was furious, he did not hit Zhou. He only pointed at her with a stick: "Get out of my way. I will beat this traitor to death today. If you dare to hit me, you will offend him!"
"I don't." Mrs. Zhou turned around and said, "If you want to beat him, just beat me to death. It's better to kill two people."
"You..." Su Changsheng's eyes turned red and he looked at her swollen belly. He didn't drop the mallet stick in his hand, but said angrily: "I told you to get out of the way."
"I don't." Mrs. Zhou simply opened her hands to stop him: "Dad, please say something. Dalang is your most beloved grandson. He is the eldest grandson of the Su family. You can't let the head of the family beat him to death.
?If it is broken, who will earn glory for the Su family in the future?"
"Sister-in-law, it's hard to earn this honor. The old man is so obsessed with studying that he even dares to beat his own father." Su Jinfeng leaned at the door of the main room, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand and eating them full.
Sweet potato seed shells.
After hearing this, Zhou's mother and son glared at her hatefully.
Su Jinfeng has been frustrated these days. She has lost all her dowry, and when she heard Mr. Su said that after selling the grain, he had to set aside a bundle for Su Jinquan first.
Staring at her, he stood up straight and said, "What, you still want to hit me?"
"My sister-in-law is delicate and delicate, but we dare not!" Mrs. Zhou said through gritted teeth.
Su Jinfeng snorted triumphantly: "You don't even dare to show off!"
Su Jinquan was not beaten at all by Su Jinfeng, but Su Changsheng still glared at him angrily, with a look that made him want to swallow Su Jinquan.
"Boss, forget it, forget it after the fight." Mr. Su sighed, his voice full of exhaustion.
"Dad! If you don't teach this scoundrel a lesson, he won't know what my last name is." Su Changsheng said angrily.
Mrs. Zhou quickly protected her son.
"Forget it, forget it." Mr. Su shook his head, glanced at the people crowded at the door and pointed, and his expression changed slightly: "Close the courtyard door, everyone come in."
Su Jinquan knelt in the main room, lowered his head, and cried with blood coming from the corners of his mouth.
"You still have the nerve to cry." When Su Changsheng saw this, he wanted to beat him again.
"Dalang, you really shouldn't have done this." Mr. Su was filled with disappointment and said, "You don't think your mother is ugly, but your father is also your father. Are you being unfilial?"
"Dad, why don't you find a doctor to show you to Da Lang first? He's bleeding, what if there's someone there?" Mrs. Zhou looked at her son kneeling on the ground, crying with heartache, and she complained more and more about Su Changsheng.
Come.
This was his biological son, how could he do it?
"Whose child has not been beaten since he was a child, so he often goes to the doctor. Do you have any spare money? But the family has no money to scrape sand." Huang glanced at her coldly, and then looked at Su Jinquan and said: "He should be beaten.
, If you beat me today, I’m afraid I’ll beat his grandparents tomorrow.”
Su Jinquan listened without hesitation. If Zhou hadn't pressed him hard, he might have retorted.
"Dad, Da Lang knows he is wrong, please forgive him." Although Mrs. Zhou hated Huang's sarcastic words in her heart, she did not dare to say anything, so she had to plead for mercy and said to Su Jinquan: "Da Lang, come with you quickly.
Dad and your master must admit their mistake."
Su Jinquan was beaten so hard that his whole body ached and trembled. He had long hated Su Changsheng and said, "If it weren't for dad, how could I have been laughed at? Maybe this boy failed to take the exam because of dad."
As soon as he said these words, the expressions of Mr. Su and Su Changsheng changed.
Mr. Su was trembling slightly. Is it really because he has a father who has been in prison that he was not admitted to the exam? If true, wouldn't it be true that there is no hope for Dalang to become a talent in the future?
"You are not good at academics, why are you blaming me?" Su Changsheng didn't think that deeply, he just felt that Su Jinquan was disobeying him, and he was looking for sticks all over the room.
When Mrs. Zhou saw it, she hurriedly shouted: "Da Lang, you still don't admit your mistake? Didn't you listen to your mother?"
When Su Jinquan saw that Su Changsheng had found another tea stick, he was so frightened that he lost his soul and hurriedly leaned over and said: "Dad, Dad, I was wrong, I was wrong."
When Su Jinfeng saw this, he sneered, "You're still a scholar, bah!"
"Dad, look..." Mrs. Zhou saw her son admitting his mistake and quickly looked at Mr. Su.
Mr. Su sighed: "Go get some medicinal oil and rub it in, Dalang. Don't be so irritable again in the future."
Mrs. Zhou was overjoyed after hearing this. She was afraid that the old man and the others would scold him again, so she hurriedly helped Su Changsheng back to the wing.
"Dad, look at that evil boy." Su Changsheng was still angry.
Mr. Su sighed and said: "You should also calm down, you are responsible for this matter. I am afraid that if people stick to this matter, Dalang's future will be ruined."
Su Changsheng was choked and his energy suddenly weakened, but there was always injustice in his eyes.
In the east chamber, Mrs. Zhou took off Su Jinquan's clothes and saw patches of black and blue on his body. She was so heartbroken that she burst into tears: "Your father is so cruel." As he said this, he poured the medicinal oil on his hands and rubbed it on it.
Su Jinquan screamed and choked with sobs: "Mom, I'm suffering. I hate him. If it weren't for him, my son wouldn't be where he is today."
"Don't talk nonsense. He is your father. If people find out, what future will you have if you beat me?"
Su Jinquan pursed his lips, bit his lip, and said, "Mom, I'm going to my grandpa's house. I don't want to be looked down upon by others here."
Mrs. Zhou nodded and said, "When your injury feels better, my mother will go with you."
The days went by more and more, and she had had enough. She might as well go back to her parents' house, which would be more satisfying.
