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Chapter 72 He Lingyao asks his mother

"Yes, we are a scholarly family and cannot be compared with that martial artist. We should pay more attention to the rules." He Ping's wife Li said with contempt.

Although He Lingyao resented the ruthlessness of the Duke's government, he still had some self-awareness. They were not from a scholarly family.

A scholarly family can only be called a scholarly family if at least three generations of the family have been influenced by culture and have a strong memory, education, and knowledge.

In their family, only his father, He An, got the honor and became a minister, but later he was demoted to a doctor.

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s just talk about the Zhenguo Duke’s Mansion. The Luo family has been a powerful family for hundreds of years. In fact, the position of Duke was conferred by Luo Bingang’s military exploits later. The previous one was the Zhenguo Duke’s Mansion, which was held by the Luo family for several generations.

The achievements made by people themselves.

Where did the comparison of faces come from? It's really ridiculous.

Don't know the importance.

He Lingyao didn't take this eldest aunt seriously. She thought Mrs. Li was a fool and was caught by Mrs. Liu with a gun in her hand.

But it was obvious that Mrs. Li's words made Mrs. He very happy, her neck was raised high, and her eyes and brows were filled with pride.

"Your aunt is right."

"I listened to my grandmother, but my calligraphy skills I usually learn have reached a bottleneck. I have been imitating but I don't have my own style. Can you ask my aunt to write a few posts for me so that I can copy them? If it doesn't work, can you give me some advice?

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He Lingyao was very confident in these points. She grew up in the Duke's Mansion when she was a child, and everything she learned was invited by her grandmother. However, the He family could not hire anyone because their grandmother's vision was not broad enough and her status was not high enough.

All the learned people come to teach the sisters in the mansion.

Nowadays, it would be funny to talk about a scholarly family background in front of her.

No wonder she couldn't compare to Luo Jingyao every time, just because the people standing behind them were different.

For many days, the resentment suppressed in my heart seemed to have found an outlet.

"You, mother, look at it, I just said a few words for her own good, but now I am not a human being inside and out. I know that we were all children of poor families back then, so how could we have the money to learn this?

Did you learn from that? Of course I can’t compare to my second younger brother and sister’s family background and knowledge. Even my children can’t compare to the few born to my second younger brother and sister. Now that we are looking down on our family, is it possible that in the Duke’s Mansion?

Have you forgotten your last name in the past few years?" Li said reluctantly, seeming to sow discord.

Mrs. He glanced at He Lingyao unhappily. She had no feelings for her granddaughter who was raised without her. It was even a bit complicated. After all, the Duke's Mansion was beyond their reach and was beyond their reach.

That is to say, the old lady of the Duke's Mansion has always been aloof and supported by them.

To give them two things when they are happy, and to scold them when they are unhappy is simply an old fool. How smart can the daughter and granddaughter raised by her be?

"Go, you go and put incense sticks for our ancestors, so that our ancestors can know how the Duke's Palace has taken care of us for so many years." Her son was reduced from the third grade to the fifth grade overnight.

"Grandma, my sister is still young and has done something wrong. Let's teach her slowly. I am here to apologize for my sister and hope that grandma can forgive me." He Lingxi stepped forward and said, glancing at He Lingyao vaguely, meaning

He also asked He Lingyao to quickly plead for mercy, so as not to kneel in the cold ancestral hall. They are no longer what they used to be. There is no grandmother behind them to help them.

"Yes, grandma, wait until dad comes back and let dad punish my sister. My sister is young and weak, so we can't suffer like this anymore." The whole family relies on her father to support her, but now she is stirring up trouble and trying to get me to do it.

It was quite nice to think of people punishing them. He Lingling gave Li a vague look.

As for Mrs. Liu, she sat in front of the old lady with a tolerant look and asked for her welfare, which did not make people feel too pushy or neglected.

Mrs. He's eyes instantly turned to He Lingling. She had lived for such a long time, so she naturally knew what her granddaughter meant.

Mrs. He sneered directly and asked people to come in and invite Luo Jinhui and He Lingyao to the ancestral hall. She had never had a junior threaten her. How could she not know the surname of her own son?

Can't you just lose money?

Even though Mrs. He is pretending to be like an old feudal lord now, her behavior in the village has always been that of favoring boys over girls.

He Lingyao knew that nothing she said now was wrong. He glanced at the people in the room coldly, imprinting each face in his mind, and left Mrs. He's yard with a sneer on his lips.

In addition to this life, she has experienced three lives. How can she not know what her kind and cruel grandmother is planning to do? But will she give them that chance? Impossible, don’t even think about it.

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Everyone, including Mrs. He, was startled by He Lingyao's look.

Everyone has their own thoughts and no longer look at He Lingyao.

Luo Jinhui breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that she was going to the ancestral hall. Mrs. He was really too difficult to serve.

"Mother, do you really want to be so decadent? Are you living for the He family? Shouldn't you be living for yourself? Has this setback already damaged your self-confidence? All your fighting spirit has been lost.

Can't you stand up anymore?" In the ancestral hall, He Lingyao knelt upright, looking at the few rows above, and asked Luo Jinhui who was kneeling beside him.

Luo Jinhui felt these words hitting her heart word by word.

But He Lingyao obviously didn't want to let Luo Jinhui go like this. She was really disgusted with this kind of inactive mother and obstructive life.

"How long has it been since you looked in the mirror? How long has it been since you dressed yourself up properly? How long has it been since you didn't leave your father in the room?" This shouldn't be her fault.

Asked, but she didn't want to live such a life, she wanted to be in glory, but her father never came to her mother's room again after this incident happened.

I also feel resentful towards these sisters.

Only an incompetent man will vent his powerlessness on his wife and children.

She is not ashamed to have such a father.

"If you don't care about yourself, shouldn't you also think about our sisters? Eldest sister, the second sister has reached the age of seeing each other. If you don't care about them, you will be dragged away by your grandmother and the third bedroom.

They are paving the way for the people they care about. You don’t want us to become concubines for others without freedom, or become stepwives or something like that. If we really have no way out, then you are in He Mansion, you

Do you think you can still live on? Nowadays, life is like a storm, and every day is like a year. Do you have to wait until everything is shattered and finally wiped out?"


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