"Dad! My son is going to be beaten to death! Please avenge me quickly!"
Jun Hongbai was holding Du Wenniang's portrait in memory, when a wailing sound like a slaughtering pig passed through the empty yard, piercing his eardrums until they were about to be drilled.
"What's going on? Where were you bullied?"
Jun Hongbai was so anxious that he didn't have time to put Du Wenniang's portrait into the box. He just covered the painting side on the table.
Jun Yuan had already rushed in, threw himself into Jun Hongbai's arms and cried loudly: "It's that shrew Shen Qingluan! Dad, look at how Shen Qingluan beat me!"
He raised his head to reveal his red and swollen mouth, then raised his palm to reveal the wound, and tears fell:
"She was fierce and bad, she beat me so hard, and her previous appearance was all just pretending to lie to me!
She is simply a bad woman. I don’t want her to be my mother anymore. I want my aunt to be my mother! Woohoo! "
Jun Hongbai looked at the mottled red marks on his son's white and tender palms, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He quickly asked his servants to bring medicine to wipe it for him.
Jun Yuan was coaxed and couldn't help but howl even more vigorously, babbling and screaming in pain. Jun Hongbai was so distressed by howling with longing that he immediately went to beat Shen Qingluan in the same way!
Jun Hongbai hugged him and patted him to comfort him, but he did not go to Shen Qingluan as he intended.
Instead, after Jun Yuan finished taking the medicine, he sent the servants out and said sternly, holding back his heartache:
"Yuan'er, tell me the truth, why did Shen Qingluan hit you? Why did you make her angry?"
The cry in Jun Yuan's mouth was stuck like this. With tears in his eyes, he looked at Jun Hongbai very funny.
What did he hear?
Could it be that he was beaten too hard by Shen Qingluan and had hallucinations?
His father actually didn't go to Shen Qingluan for him to question him. Instead, he asked him why he offended Shen Qingluan?
Where has the best father in the world gone?
Was it eaten by the spirits in the mountains? This dad is fake!
Jun Hongbai patiently explained to him:
"I have told you a long time ago that I want you to study in the Shen family. The surname Shen represents gentleness, courtesy, thrift, and the most respected virtues of the family. It will be of great benefit to you to be friends with the students of the Shen family.
Shen Qingluan has integrity and etiquette in her bones. What on earth did you do to make her punish you so severely? "
These words were said from the bottom of his heart, but Jun Yuan still remained dumbfounded and did not speak. Jun Hongbai's tone gradually became serious:
"The Shen family has an extraordinary status among literati, so you should never address her by her first name in the future.
She is my wife and your mother. Everything she says and does is for your own good. No matter how unhappy you are, you must respect her. "
Jun Yuan was completely shocked, and suddenly pushed Jun Hongbai away, rolled to the ground and cried loudly!
"Father doesn't love me anymore! Mom, you died so early, and your biological father became your stepfather! Auntie, please hurry up and see how the Jun family abused me!"
He was rolling around on the ground. He didn't look like a child of almost ten years old, not even a three-year-old child.
Jun Hongbai's mind flashed with lightning, and he was suddenly shocked to realize that his scoundrel and mischievous appearance was exactly the same as when Madam Du forced him to take a concubine!
He felt that he had endured the humiliation in front of Shen Qingluan, and he hoped that his son would succeed in his studies in the Shen family and continue the glory of the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion in the future.
But Jun Yuan didn't understand his painstaking efforts at all, so he decided to do the opposite and argue with Shen Qingluan. Instead, he was obsessed with getting close to Du Mianmian.
It's not that he looks down on the Du family.
Even his beloved Wen Niang seemed a bit petty compared to Shen Qingluan, let alone Du Mianmian.
What can a businesswoman who can't even figure out abacus teach you to stay far away?
Do you want to teach him how to make a fool of himself and show off his face?
He didn't have any special feelings about Du Mianmian entering the house. He just wanted to give her a place to settle down and find a spiritual sustenance for his two children.
But now, he actually felt a little disgusted with Du Mianmian.
Looking at his crying son, Jun Hongbai felt even more worried and worried that his future was hopeless.
He slammed the table, "You bastard! Stand up! If you don't go your way, just scream and roll around on the floor. Isn't this how I teach you?"
He had never spoken so harshly and angrily in front of Jun Yuan.
Jun Yuan was already panic-stricken because of Shen Qingluan's attitude, and this made him even more sad.
I just feel that no one in the world loves me deeply anymore, and I feel miserable in my heart.
He jumped up immediately and looked at Jun Hongbai with bulging eyes and breathing heavily.
"Why did I offend Shen Qingluan? What did I do wrong? Didn't I just throw away a few pieces of paper?
The Jun family has so much money, the Du family has so much money, let alone throwing away a few pieces of paper, what will happen if the Shen family is burned down! "
Speaking of righteous indignation, he rushed to the book desk and threw all the books on the ground.
He grabbed the scroll covering the table again and tore it apart with both hands crazily, tearing it to pieces in an instant!
Jun Hongbai was so angry with his bastard nonsense that his reaction was a little slow, until Jun Yuan vented his anger and threw the shredded paper on the floor and stepped on it twice.
Only then did Jun Hongbai react with a buzzing sound in his head, and he immediately started shooting the case.
He grabbed his shoulders and pulled him in front of him. Before Jun Yuan could stand up, he raised his hand and slapped him.
"Evil son!"
He was so angry that his fingertips were trembling, "You bastard! This is your mother's portrait!"
Jun Yuan was stunned. He covered his face and looked at Jun Hongbai blankly. After a moment, he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Shen Qingluan is not my mother! No one can be my mother! I only recognize my mother and aunt!"
It turned out that he mistook Jun Hongbai's mother for Shen Qingluan and mistakenly thought that Jun Hongbai was beating him for Shen Qingluan.
He has always been a little bully that no one dares to offend. He has suffered enough grievances recently. How can he bear this today?
He hit Jun Hongbai with his fists and cursed endlessly, causing the whole yard to boil.
I don't know who called Mrs. Lu over. Mrs. Lu walked to the door of the courtyard and heard Jun Yuan wailing in the distance, so she quickly walked in.
"What a pity, who made my grandson cry?"
Mrs. Lu glared at Jun Hongbai fiercely, "You are seeking death, you are scolding him like this because of Shen Qingluan! We are the only male in the family, can't you tell which one is more important?"
Jun Hongbai's face turned ugly, "He destroyed the only portrait Wen Niang had left!"
Jun Yuan stopped crying and cried out, "What? Is that my mother's?"
Mr. Lu was even less angry.
She was both taking advantage of and afraid of Shen Qingluan, but she felt pure disgust and hatred for Du Wenniang.
"If it's destroyed, it's destroyed. Can a dead object be more important than a living person?"
She held Jun Yuan in her arms and wiped away her tears, "Okay, if it's ruined, it's ruined. Find someone to paint it again in the future."
Jun Hongbai's mouth was filled with bitterness.
Paint again? Easy to say.
Wen Niang has been dead for many years, who has the ability to draw her face on paper again.
Jun Yuan also knew that he had done something wrong. He hid in the old lady's arms and pursed his lips, "Dad, I was wrong."
The three gentle words made the old lady smile and narrow her eyes, "Yuan'er has really grown up. Now he is bold and courageous. He is brave after knowing his shame. He is really a good boy of the Jun family."
Jun Yuan wiped his tears and said with a thick nasal voice, "Dad, it's all Shen Qingluan. If she hadn't hit me, I wouldn't have ruined my mother's portrait."
How ridiculous this is.
But hearing it in Jun Hongbai's heart seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and he believed it unconsciously.
It's all Shen Qingluan's fault.
Jun Hongbai clenched his fists, yes, how could he blame his son and his bloodline with Wen Niang.
If there is always one person who is at fault, it can only be Shen Qingluan.
It can be seen that Jun Hongbai's weakness and avoidance were perfectly inherited by his son.
"Publish my order. Mr. Shen is unkind and unkind. He is ordered to be grounded and reflect."
He didn't want to run to Shen's house again and let Shen Shu ridicule him again.
You have to get over this critical moment.
Mrs. Lu moved her lips but did not stop her.
When Shen Qingluan heard these words, she didn't even raise her head, "That's very good. My two aunts will come to the house tomorrow, and I will be very happy."
When Jun Hongbai heard this, his heart felt knotty again.
There was obviously a big happy event on the second day, but he didn't feel happy at all.
Sitting at the desk and looking at the pile of papers, Du Wenniang's face kept flashing in his mind.
He picked up the pen and wanted to re-draw Du Wenniang's appearance, with tangled green hair, flying clothes, smiling eyebrows and graceful lips.
When he opens his mouth, it is as clear and sweet as a pipa, and as fierce and strong as the collision of soldiers.
Her jade-like fingernails fiddled with paper and pen, and also played with everyone's hearts.
Jun Hongbai's pen tip suddenly paused.
Then he filled the inkstone with thick ink and covered the face of the woman in the painting with a thick stroke.
What he drew was actually Shen Qingluan's smile...
Since when did Du Wenniang's face begin to become blurry, so blurry that it was difficult for him to describe it.
Jun Hongbai stared blankly at the portrait that he had destroyed, and sat there all night.
The next day, the side door of Zhenyuan Hou Mansion was noisy.
With tears in Du Mianmian's eyes, she cried to her maid Yuan'er: "Originally, I was supposed to be a common wife, but somehow it became a concubine's room, and I had to enter through a small door."
Yuan'er's hands hurt from being scratched by her, but she could only endure and persuaded:
"Madam said it's not just a momentary grievance. You first enter the house to establish a foothold, and then gather Sister Qian and Brother Yuan together. Are you afraid that I don't have you in my heart?"
Du Mianmian tugged at the skin on the back of her hand bitterly, "It's easier said than done to stand firm. There is the vixen Shen Qingluan in the house, and there is also the scumbag Liu Yueniang."
Du Mianmian gritted his teeth.
If she wasn't afraid of hiding something, why would she marry him in such a hurry.
At least I had some time to plan, wouldn't it be better to let Shen die silently...
Her hand became harder and harder, and Yuan'er couldn't help but "hissed" and suddenly pulled her hand back.
Du Mianmian glanced at her sideways, through the tears, the cruelty in his eyes became more and more frightening.
Yuan'er's heart jumped fiercely, and just as he was begging for mercy, he heard a bold and rough male voice cursing: "What kind of bullshit do you dare to block my way here!"
Immediately afterwards, the voices of Du Fu's servants arguing and shouting were heard.
Du Mianmian was already upset. When he heard someone was provoking someone, he opened his hijab and looked outside.
But I saw a man in coarse gray clothes with a thick beard, fiercely pushing aside the servants of the Du Mansion and walking towards the door of the Hou Mansion.
A bloody beast was carried on his shoulders, and as the man walked, drops of blood were dripping down.
Du Mianmian didn't dare to take a closer look at what that beast was, so he looked back and cursed angrily at the steward beside him:
"Blinded your dog eyes, you will watch this butcher attack me like this when I get married today.
Carefully, I told my father to beat you to death and sell your wife and daughters to the brothels! "
The steward bit his cheek depressedly and walked up to the man.
When I got closer, I realized that the man was more than nine feet tall, carrying a bloody beast, and his whole body had a pungent smell.
The steward paused in his steps, covered his lips with his sleeve and cursed:
"Don't be that butcher, get out of the way! Today my young lady is getting married, and the dowry she prepared is worth thousands of gold.
If you stain even a little bit, I can't afford to cut you into eight pieces and sell them as meat! "
The man is Jun Chengsong.
He pushed the dead deer he had just hunted up, and the muscles on his arms became more and more swollen, and he looked at the people in the Du Mansion with a deep look.
