An hour later, the Xiao clan gathered in the living room of Xiao's house.
There were more people than in the early morning, and the living room was crowded with people inside and outside. The elders were sitting in the hall, and the juniors and young people gathered outside the courtyard.
Mr. Xiao was sitting in the hall, holding a black walking stick wrapped in starch in his hand, his eyes half-closed and smiling solemnly.
In the guest seats, Xiao Lao Er and Xiao Lao San sat opposite each other.
Xiao Laosan looks young, in his early forties, with a mustache and small eyes like Mr. Xiao, but he looks cunning and cunning, with a rat-like look on his face.
At this moment, Xiao Laosan was staring at Xiao Laoer, waiting for a joke!
Everyone saw that Mr. Xiao was alive and well, with no signs of illness.
In the morning, Xiao Laoer brought people to make trouble, and the matter had already spread.
At this moment, Mr. Xiao summoned the clan members, and his intention was obvious.
Xiao Laoer will be reprimanded in front of the whole clan this time!
The third child was very interested. When everyone had just arrived, he shouted: "Second brother, I heard that you got the news that the eldest brother is terminally ill and will die soon! I was so scared that I cried secretly at home for a long time! Now look Come on, brother, there’s nothing wrong with you… Where did your news come from?”
Xiao Laoer's face was full of tangles, and his old face was twisted into a twist. He didn't know how to explain it, and he didn't dare to look at the eyes of the people around him, so he pretended not to hear, crossed his legs and turned his face to the side.
There was also an old man with gray hair in the hall, who looked older than Master Xiao. He asked with difficulty: "Master Xiao, I heard that you are sick? How is your health? You are the backbone of the Xiao family, so you must take good care of yourself. ah."
Mr. Xiao stood up directly. The eldest lady wanted to help him from behind, but she waved her hand and refused. Then he walked around the hall with steady and powerful steps. He didn't even need a crutch behind him. He spread his hands and said, "Third uncle, look at my body, does it look like I'm sick?"
The old man nodded and said nothing.
Mr. Xiao is thin in stature but has a fiery temper.
No one expected that Master Xiao suddenly walked up to Mr. Xiao while he was speaking, raised his crutch and pointed it at his head.
Xiao Laoer was unprepared and was hit hard by the first two blows, all of which hit him on the forehead and made a loud sound.
Xiao Lao Er was not too young yet. He was spinning around after being hit and had a splitting headache. He gritted his teeth and grabbed Master Xiao's crutches.
"Brother, are you crazy?"
Xiao Laoer rebuked angrily, touched his forehead and felt it was swelling!
"You bitch, you really want me to die, don't you? You dare to break into the Xiao family's inner courtyard! If you have this ability, get out of the Xiao family and make a living on your own!"
Mr. Xiao was so angry that he even wanted to pull back his crutch and hit him again.
Where would Xiao Lao Er be willing to let go?
In terms of strength, Mr. Xiao is definitely incomparable and cannot be pulled away no matter what.
"I've rebelled against you, will you let me go?"
"Don't let go!"
Xiao Laosan from behind also joined in, shouting from afar: "Second brother, eldest brother is old and can't stand your torment! If you want to hurt eldest brother, I won't spare you!"
The Xiao clan held a meeting, and without saying a word, the three brothers of the master's family got to work first.
This lively scene is rare, and the juniors and servants watched it with gusto.
In front of the door, among a group of servants, a pockmarked man stuck his head out with an angry look on his face: "How dare this old man beat my father!"
"Master, do we need help?" a servant asked weakly.
His pockmarked face jumped up and he slapped the servant on the head: "You are stupid, it was my uncle who beat my father, and the Xiao family depends on his uncle for support! Even if my father is beaten to death, we can only watch!"
This pockmarked face is also considered a famous dandy in Hangzhou. He is the youngest son of Xiao Lao Er, named Xiao Cheng. He is used to being arrogant and overbearing in the name of the Xiao family.
Although he is arrogant and domineering, he is shrewd and knows who he can and cannot provoke.
The three brothers inside were shouting and fighting with each other, and no one in the room dared to provoke them. Except for the eldest lady, the Xiao family was the three oldest among them.
Xiao Cheng cursed: "Fight or not, we'll all be beaten to death. I will be the head of the Xiao family!"
Glancing at the maids in the Xiao Mansion, her mouth watered with pleasure.
"There are so many little maids, and uncle can't afford them. When I move in, I must have a good time."
It happened that a maid passed by with a gust of fragrance, so I reached out and grabbed her butt.
But he failed and was caught by another hand.
Xiao Cheng raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that someone dared to ruin his good deeds. He suddenly shook his hands and tried to get away.
But he found that the harder he applied, the greater the force coming from his hand.
When he looked up, he was startled, thinking that a black bear had come out of Xiao's house, standing like a hill in front of him.
"That fool?" Xiao Cheng muttered.
"Meow!"
Suddenly there was a meow, and a furry head emerged from Lin Wanjie's collar, clawing at Xiao Cheng.
"Ouch, bastard! What the hell!"
Before Xiao Cheng could react, there were two more blood marks on his face.
Xiao Cheng touched it and saw the blood on his hands, and immediately screamed: "Oh my God, your appearance is disfigured! Where did you find that beast? I caught him and killed him!"
Two servants behind Xiao Cheng came up to grab Xue'er from Lin Wanjie's clothes.
Lin Wanjie didn't say anything. Xiaolian, who had brought Lin Wanjie over, pushed her forward with her chest raised, and scolded: "Who dares? This is the cat raised by the eldest lady. It is the darling of the eldest lady. Can you try to touch it?"
The servant trembled with fright.
Although they are not servants in Xiao's house, they are from Xiao Laoer's family.
However, all the expenses of the Xiao brothers came from the accounts of the Xiao family. The eldest lady was not happy, so she made a big move and said that if the money was not released for a month, the servants of each Xiao family would go hungry.
Upon hearing that it was the eldest lady's cat, no one dared to move it.
Xiao Cheng was the same, he could only admit that he was unlucky. He didn't dare to mess with the eldest lady's cat, so he spread all his anger on Lin Wanjie and kicked Lin Wanjie: "You dog slave, you pinched me and it hurts, you know?"
Lin Wanjie just stood there numbly. Although he had the urge to crush this pockmarked face to death, there were so many people at the scene that it was difficult to keep silent.
Anyway, he's covered in rotten flesh, so he can just kick him, and it won't hurt.
But Xiao Cheng still didn't restrain himself. Seeing that Lin Wanjie was as dull as a sandbag, he became more and more suffocated. He pointed at Lin Wanjie's nose and said: "You idiot, you can't fart loudly every day. Wait until I inherit the Xiao family business." , I’ll kill you first!”
"Idiot."
Lin Wanjie muttered.
"What did you say?" Xiao Cheng scolded angrily, "If you dare, say it again!"
"Master Xiao Cheng, this is Xiao Mansion, not your home. It's not your turn to teach Xiao Mansion's servants a lesson!"
Xiaolian interrupted and pulled Lin Wanjie: "Let's go."
Lin Wanjie wasn't that angry. His pockmarked face made him look like a fool with no brains. No matter how much he yelled, he couldn't arouse his anger.
On the other hand, Xue'er in her arms hated this guy, so she stretched out her little claws and grinned.
Xiao Cheng is also the young master of the Xiao family, but he was ignored by a servant!
Lin Dahan, this sandbag, is mentally retarded!
Xiao Cheng couldn't bear it anymore and punched Lin Wanjie hard in the back: "You dog slave, go to hell!"
"Click!"
There was a crisp sound from the crowd.
Then Xiao Cheng screamed like a pig: "Ah! My hand, my hand is broken!"
