Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 37 What does this guy mean? !

Everyone was stunned and looked at the six-year-old Zhang Chonghui with disbelief, even Zhang Maoxiu, who had been shouting "I want to die".

Everyone seemed to be in disbelief that the rebellious words just now came from Zhang Chonghui's mouth.

At the same time, in a corner not far away, someone was peeping at this scene.

Zhang Chonghui, who had excellent eyes, seemed not to notice this. He just pointed his gaze directly at Zhang Maoxiu and said again: "Why are you still standing there? Aren't you going to die? Hurry up!"

"Chonghui! There are no rules!" Second uncle Zhang Sixiu shouted hurriedly: "Why are you talking to your third uncle? He is your elder!"

When Zhang Chonghui's biological mother, Mrs. Gao, saw this, she quickly asked her son to admit his mistake, "Hui'er, why are you so ignorant? Hurry up and admit your mistake to your third uncle."

"Admit your mistake?" Zhang Chonghui sneered as if he had heard a joke, "It's hard to persuade that damned guy, why should I admit his mistake?"

"You are so presumptuous!" Second uncle Zhang Sixiu was furious: "He is your biological uncle and your elder. What's going on with you kid? Why are you so ignorant all of a sudden!"

"Yes, nephew, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Jingxiu, the sixth uncle, also came up and said, "Your third uncle doesn't want to live in the first place, and you still say that to him, what if he gets pissed off by you?" But what to do?"

For a moment, the atmosphere became tense. Faced with the angry accusations from his elders, Zhang Chonghui didn't care at all, just like a naughty child with no education and no rules.

Everyone present was wondering why Zhang Chonghui, who had always been sensible and polite, suddenly became so unruly?
  Zhang Maoxiu, who was always looking for life and death, was so excited by his six-year-old nephew that he became excited!

I don't know where he got the strength, but he broke free from the restraints of everyone, stretched out his head and hit the nearest wall pillar. Everyone saw this and rushed to stop him!
  In the end, Zhang Maoxiu failed to hit the pillar, not because he was stopped, but because the pillar he wanted to hit was blocked by his great nephew Zhang Chonghui.

"Third uncle, you really want to die, don't you?" Zhang Chonghui looked at Zhang Maoxiu and asked.

"Do you think I'm kidding you?" Zhang Maoxiu looked filled with grief and anger: "Chonghui, get out of my way and let me die!"

"Okay. Since you insist on this, then just stop living!" Zhang Chonghui quickly approached Zhang Maoxiu, and saw him quickly grabbing the other person's left hand and pressing it on his neck, and said:
  "Come! strangle me to death before you die. I'll go down and send a message to my father and grandfather first, so that they can come together to greet you!"

Zhang Maoxiu was stunned by Zhang Chonghui's sudden move and did not react for a moment.

"What are you doing standing still? Take action quickly!" Zhang Chonghui urged, and then said as a reminder:

"Don't forget, your right hand is only useless, but your left hand is still fine! My neck is thin, and your left hand is enough to strangle me! So, do it quickly!"

"Chonghui, stop making trouble! You still think it's not chaotic enough now!" Zhang Sixiu dragged his injured leg forward with difficulty and pulled the ridiculous uncle and nephew away.

"Am I making trouble?" Zhang Chonghui asked, "Who is making trouble? Who thinks it's not chaotic enough?"

Obviously, the answer is Zhang Maoxiu.

Zhang Sixiu was speechless for a moment. Before he could reprimand his eldest nephew, Zhang Chonghui continued:
  "Second uncle, my father hanged himself. Second uncle, you can't even walk now. Fourth uncle is locked up again. Fifth uncle can't even speak. Sixth uncle is younger than me.

The house is in such chaos now, and the third uncle is still making trouble here. He said that his right hand is disabled and he can't hold a pen. What about his left hand? Can't I write with my left hand? Is it difficult to practice calligraphy with the left hand as long as you are willing?

Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, and his bones and muscles must be tortured first. Only after encountering this setback, the third uncle will seek death and life! If my grandfather knew how cowardly his third uncle was, he would probably make even the dead angry!

But it’s also true that it’s better to die happily than to live a useless life! So the third uncle wants to commit suicide, I agree!
  But as a junior, forcing my own uncle to death was really a treasonous act! So I am willing to sacrifice my life for my third uncle. Is that okay? "

Zhang Chonghui's words silenced everyone, especially Zhang Maoxiu who was shouting that he wanted to die just a moment ago. Hearing his eldest nephew say that he was a "coward", Zhang Maoxiu was so embarrassed that his face turned red. He wanted to refute what his eldest nephew said, but he didn't know how to refute it.

After all, everything the eldest nephew said seemed to make sense...

Yes, he only lost his right hand, but his left hand is still fine. As long as he is willing to work hard, given time, he can also practice good calligraphy.

But is it really just because his right hand is disabled that he seeks death?
  of course not.

In fact, Zhang Chonghui has made it very clear and straightforward why Zhang Maoxiu is seeking death. In the final analysis, it is just one word: fear.

Zhang Maoxiu is very scared. He is afraid that the Zhang family's situation will be even worse in the future. He is afraid that he will continue to live like this.

He is the number one pick in the first class! How high-spirited he was when he was riding a tall horse!

But now, we are in such an embarrassing situation...

Zhang Maoxiu was not willing to live in such humiliation for the rest of his life. He would rather die to end it early.

Recalling what Zhang Chonghui said about him, what hurt his heart the most was not the word "coward", but Zhang Chonghui's words, "If my grandfather knew how cowardly my third uncle was, I'd be afraid even the dead would be pissed off!"

Recalling his old father who had passed away two years ago, Zhang Maoxiu couldn't help but blame himself to the point of crying.

When Zhang Juzheng was still alive, Zhang Maoxiu, who was studious and astute, had always been Zhang Juzheng's proudest son. He was so proud that Zhang Juzheng would brag about how outstanding his third son was when he met everyone.

But now, Zhang Juzheng's most proud son doesn't even have the courage to live.

All the past reappeared as if it were yesterday, and the praises and praises given by his old father Zhang Juzheng during his lifetime reappeared in Zhang Maoxiu's mind one by one, and he could not get rid of them no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing Zhang Maoxiu blaming himself so much that he almost cried, Zhang Chonghui refused to give up and added another fuel to the fire:

"Third Uncle, why are you a grown man crying? I haven't even cried yet, but you started crying first! Why, don't you want to die? No way, I'm ready to be buried with you, and you actually Don’t you want to die anymore? If my grandfather knew that you were so afraid of life and death, he would be so angry that he would crawl out of the coffin and scold you!"

Zhang Chonghui's words were like poisonous bombs, flying directly to Zhang Maoxiu's fragile heart and exploding!
  At this moment, Zhang Maoxiu couldn't stand it anymore. The young man in his twenties, who had already started a family and started a business, burst into tears in public!

When everyone saw this, they hurried up to comfort him!

At this point, Zhang Maoxiu no longer clamored to commit suicide. He only had one idea now, and that was to catch his nephew, who was neither old nor young, and give him a good spanking!
  "Zhang Chonghui! You kid has rebelled against Tiangang, and you dare to disobey your elders! Stop! I have to give you a good beating on your father's behalf today!"

Zhang Maoxiu chased Zhang Chonghui while crying. However, he had been hungry for several days and had no strength. Even an adult could not catch up with a child.

For a moment, the scene changed - he ran away, he chased, but fortunately Zhang Chonghui did not lose his wings.

At the same time, not far away, Zhu Yili in the corner was watching this scene silently. He couldn't help but wonder:

"This kid has seen me here a long time ago, and he actually performed this act specifically for me? What on earth does he mean?"

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