Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 3485 Mr. Fanwaizhuang 1

  Zhuang Dalang was pushed to the ground, and before he could get up, the book slammed down on his head and face, and a corner of the book hit his forehead, causing a burst of pain.

   He could only cover his head and face with his hands. When the books were all smashed, the other party was relieved. He put down his hand to pick up his book, but was stepped on by someone.

   He lifted it up, his eyes couldn't help but show resentment.

   The other party was excited when he saw his gaze, and then ran his foot on his book and said, "Why, you're angry, you want to hit me? Coward, do you have the guts?"

Seeing Zhuang Dalang dodging his gaze, the other party suddenly became more angry, stepped directly on his hand, and said with a bad face: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's right, you are just a servant's son, what qualifications do you have? Sit with me and read?"

  Zhuang Dalang's face was thin and red, and he retorted: "My father is not a servant, he is a staff!"

   "Eat my house, drink my house, use my house, serve and take care of my father, what is it not a servant?" The other party sneered: "Aide? That's just a better name, it's all servants!"

   "You!" Zhuang Dalang blushed with anger, stretched out his hand and pushed him, grabbed the book on the ground and ran away.

   The opponent was pushed back by him. Fortunately, he was caught by his friends, but he was still angry and shouted: "Zhuang Dalang, you dare to hit me!"

   After saying this, he called out his friend and shouted, "Catch him for me, and I'll make him look good today!"

  Zhuang Dalang ran out of the school without stopping, and ran straight to the house.

   But his house is in a corner of the backyard of the Prefect's Mansion. To go home is equivalent to returning to the Prefect's Mansion.

   He stared angrily at the Governor's Mansion, not understanding why their family had to stay in this ghost place.

  Mr. Zhuang turned around the corner with a piece of meat, and saw Zhuang Dalang standing not far from the door, he was slightly stunned, "Dalang? You are not studying in the school, why are you here?"

  Zhuang Dalang looked back and saw his father. He couldn't hold back the grievances in his heart any longer. He threw the book at him angrily and shouted, "I don't study anymore!"

  Mr. Zhuang saw the wound on his forehead, but he was still very angry when he saw him throwing books like this, "How can you throw books? Pick them up!"

If it was before, Zhuang Dalang might have picked it up under the majesty of his father, but at this time he was full of resentment. He hated Du Yao who beat him, hated himself, and hated his father even more, so instead of picking it up, he yelled at him. : "I said, I don't want to study anymore, I hate reading, I hate studying in school, I hate Longzhou, I hate everything here..."

   After saying that, he turned around and ran in the other direction.

   Mr. Zhuang chased after two steps, and picked up all the books scattered on the ground with a sullen face.

   He took his things home first, and then went out to look for Zhuang Dalang, but in the evening he couldn't find anyone, and they didn't know where they went.

But he still knew what happened in the academy, because Mrs. Du of the governor's house specially asked the steward to come and ask him, "...how did you teach the child? Fighting Langjun is simply a kind of revenge."

   But his own son understood that although Zhuang Dalang was occasionally disobedient, he was not someone who would take the initiative to fight.

   Mr. Zhuang did not admit the crime, but said warmly: "I will investigate this matter clearly and give an explanation to the prefect and Dalangjun."

There are not only Du Yao and Zhuang Dalang in the school, but naturally there are also those who do not counsel Du Yao. Mr. Zhuang is very popular, and he soon met a few teenagers who went to school together through a few friends. matter.

   It was also this moment that made Mr. Zhuang hesitate whether he still needed to stay in Longzhou.

  Zhuang Dalang came back by himself, but he didn't want to talk to his father, so he decided to unilaterally break up with his father.

   Mrs. Ji looked at the father and son who did not speak, sighed involuntarily, and took the initiative to break the silence, "Is the chief inspector seriously injured? Shall we send some gifts of apology?"

  Zhuang Dalang said sharply: "Is he injured?"

   Mr. Zhuang said at the same time: "No need,"

   Hearing his son so loud, Mr. Zhuang couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help but teach: "What are you doing so loudly, even if you are arguing with others, you should remember the most basic etiquette, what is the proper way to shout like this?"

   "What kind of style? Is being called the son of a servant a kind of style?"

Mr. Zhuang's face was hurt, and Mrs. Ji was also very angry, she patted him and said, "How did you talk to your father? If someone says this to your father, you should refute it. Instead, use such words to stab your father. Is this how you are taught on weekdays?"

"He is the son of the governor, you all live under their hands, how can I refute? Can I refute?" Zhuang Dalang shouted: "You will only let me endure, I don't understand why you have to live in the governor's mansion. , must go to the same school as the prince of the governor's mansion, our family has no power or power, why do we have to sharpen our heads and drill in?"

  Mr. Zhuang pursed his lips, and asked with trembling lips, "Do you miss me that much?"

"Aren't you?" Zhuang Dalang shouted while wiping his tears: "For your imperial examinations, the family sold all the fields, and my mother and I went through hardships and burdens with you. For you to stand out, go out of office and enter the court, my mother and I have to endure it. With the humiliation of the Governor's Mansion, is your future so important?"

  Niangzi Ji's eyes were red, and she reached out and slapped him, "How could you misunderstand your father so much? He just wants to fight for justice..."

Zhuang Dalang was beaten by Mrs. Ji, his back was straight, and he refused to let go, "Why? The Chen family has a great business, and they have even taken care of the Yizhou side. Our family has traveled so many places, and we can only find it here in Longzhou. Just a little work, you are still thinking of challenging the Chen family, how do you call it, how do you call it?"

   Lady Ji gave him a slap in the face.

  Slapped people without slaps in the face. In the past, Mrs. Ji would only slap Zhuang Dalang a few times when she was angry, and she would never slap her in the face.

   This time, Zhuang Dalang was stunned. He looked at his mother in disbelief, and Mrs. Ji was also a little regretful. She looked at him at a loss and was about to apologize when Zhuang Dalang shouted: "I hate you!"

   After saying that, he pushed his parents away and ran out.

  Mr. Zhuang slumped on the chair, and said after a long while, "Let him go, he won't run far."

   Lady Ji said with guilt, "I didn't teach my children well."

   Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "It's my fault. I've been busy with the previous things all these years. Raising children is what parents do together."

   What's more, what the child said is not necessarily all wrong. He has indeed been on the cusp of **** in recent years.

  Mr. Zhuang was a little confused. Maybe the child was right. What if he won the battle?

   (end of this chapter)