Yipin farm girl

Chapter 640 Who Lives Who Dies Humanity (2)
"No! Dad, I'm not leaving! We're going to die together!" Fu Mingxin shook his head, and Mr. Fu yelled angrily, "If you're told to go, go, what nonsense! If you want to escape, hide your name!...Dad, dad didn't enter The former surname of the Fu family is Tang, if you leave, you will be unfilial if you don’t leave!"

Mr. Fu's expression was sad, and his eyes were as red as blood. He thought that his son would go all out to become the eldest grandson of the Emperor's Mansion, but he didn't expect that he wanted to kill everyone who knew the truth!Even his own father will not let go!

Angry from his heart, Mr. Fu spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole face was already dead gray, Mrs. Yang staggered and rushed over, crying loudly, "Old man, what's going on? Boss, is he out of his mind? We It's his own parents! How dare he do such a rebellious thing!"

"Father, mother, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..." Fu Amber hid under the table in horror, crying at Mr. Fu and Mrs. Yang.

Fu Mingxiao had already walked outside the door. Hearing the mourning in the house, a look of unbearableness flashed across his brows, but he bit his lip after his eyes touched the exquisite pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard, "Kill!"

"Wait a minute!" Old Master Fu shouted to stop, and the man in black walked towards him without stopping.

"Boss, a tiger's poison does not eat its son. Have you forgotten why you are the grandson and young master of the emperor's mansion? Let Dalang go, he is the eldest grandson of our Fu family. Do you want the Fu family to have no descendants!" Mr. Fu I remember exporting to intercede for my eldest grandson, but I forgot about Fu Mingxin's family standing in front of me.

Fu Mingxin's body froze, and Yang's sharp cursing voice sounded in his ears, "Boss, boss, mother doesn't want anything anymore, you let mother live, mother will go back to Qinghe and never come again... Mother Guaranteed, I won't say a word...you kill them, let mother go..." As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed He Shi's clothes tightly, as if he was afraid that He Shi would escape, and looked at him as if he was asking for credit. Looking at the back of the door.

Fu Mingxin looked at Yang in disbelief, and Fu Jujiao slapped Yang, but Yang let go of the pain, "You little whore, you dare to hit me, I'm your own grandma..."

"Bah! What kind of grandma are you!" Fu Jujiao blushed and kicked her feet, "Father, you still protect them, look at what they are doing?! They have too much of that shit family affection And she won't be pitiful and give us alms!" She is not worth it for her father, and she complains for her father!
Fu Mingxin slowly withdrew his body protecting Mr. Fu and Mrs. Yang, pulled his wife and daughter aside, his face was numb, "Father was wrong."

Mr. Fu's eyes were full of sadness, and Yang's screamed in panic, "I am your mother, I gave you your life, and you will be a filial piety when you die..."

Fu Mingxin didn't even look at her.

"Brother, if you spare me, I won't say anything, even if you kill me..." Fu Hupo huddled under the table, looked at the approaching man in black, yelled, passed out, and a strange smell gradually came out from under her body .

Fu Mingxiao said, "Father, don't blame me, you taught me this." His voice was cheerful, "Do you remember when I was a child? I always learned an article many times before I could remember it. The fifth child can remember it after only listening to it once, and can draw inferences after listening to the teacher once. I was just jealous of him at first, and never had the idea of ​​harming him. It was you who told me not to let him suppress me, and returned it For his studies, let him do coolies and earn money for me and my second child to go to school. At that time, I loved him very much. Every time I was free, I would secretly teach him to write and read. He is very easy to learn and very smart. I learned it in ten days In two days, he can master the things and teach me in turn! I was angry and hated in my heart, but I felt sorry for him for not being able to study or teach him. This kind of life lasted for a year, and you discovered it. It was you, tell me he If he is not a child of our family, if he becomes a talent, he will not turn to our family, so I hardened my heart and never taught him again."

(End of this chapter)