Listening to Zhang Hua's confession, Wen Jinshu and the others felt like they were struck by lightning.
It's all true.
But he pretended to be so gentle and innocent, even when his family disliked him, he acted like a weakling. It was terrible.
Wen Jinshu's vision turned black, his body swayed, and he felt like the sky was falling.
What are such people thinking about in the dead of night? Are they thinking about how to kill themselves?
Wen Jinshu had goosebumps on his arms and felt like vomiting.
"Madam, Dad, go and call that person back and save me. Rong'er and the others can't live without their father!" Zhang Hua finally crawled to their feet.
Wen Fulin's face was ashen. Having such a father must be the stain on Rong'er's life. It would be better for him to die, one life for another, once and for all.
When this voice burst out from the bottom of his heart, Wen Fulin was also startled by his own "viciousness". He muttered a sin, and then smiled bitterly.
He boasted that he had seen countless people and experienced thousands of sailings. The man in front of him was not only his favorite disciple, but also his son-in-law, but he was nothing more than a hypocrite in sheep's clothing.
Does this mean he hunts geese all day long but gets pecked in the eye?
Wen Fulin looked at his pale-faced and shocked daughter, and his heart hurt. He was so dim-sighted that he had ruined his daughter's life.
"Madam..." Zhang Hua raised his hand to grab the hem of Wen Jinshu's skirt.
Wen Jinshu lowered his head, his formerly graceful and elegant smiling face now looked hateful.
When she saw his blood-soaked back, and something seemed to be biting open and closed under his shirt, her hair stood on end, she screamed, pulled back the hem of his skirt, and ran out.
Wow.
She stood under the tree and vomited, then slid softly under the trunk.
Wen Fulin shouted "Jinshu", then turned around, glared at Zhang Hua, and said: "You are really... The person you want to repent is not us, but in front of your brother's tomb, and your mother. He treats you as a brother. , he did not hesitate to block the knife for you, but you killed him instead. You are not ungrateful, you are a wolf-hearted person!"
"Dad, I was wrong. For the sake of Rong'er and his brothers, please help me. I feel so much pain." Zhang Hua's tears and runny nose were mixed together. Where could he still look like the scholar with great literary talents before?
Wen Fulin glared at him fiercely: "Wait for me."
He walked out, not knowing whether Yan Qishan and the others were far away, and he still had to use his old bones to whisper and beg them back.
What a crime.
"Dad, are you going to ask the young temple master to help him?" Wen Jinshu sat under the tree without any image, completely lost in his thoughts.
Wen Fulin sighed: "What else can we do?"
"He killed his brother-in-law when his brother-in-law blocked the knife for him." Wen Jinshu's tears fell like water from a bursting embankment.
The husband who thought he was a good man turned out to be a charlatan. How could he deserve to live!
"No matter what, we must deal with the present first, otherwise what will Rong'er and the others do?" Wen Fulin added, for the sake of his two grandsons: "Let's discuss what happens next."
Wen Jinshu's face turned pale as he listened to the howling inside.
What happens next? They won’t be able to go back, right?
…
Yan Qishan sighed and said to Qin Liuxi: "Wen Fulin is just an old man, the kind of person who refuses to change his ways. He has engraved in his bones that he has no words, strange strength and chaos. He has such a temper. Don't talk to him. This damn old man has so much knowledge and is not worth it."
Qin Liuxi squinted at him: "I wonder what your old friend would think if he knew you were slandering him behind his back?"
"I'm not slandering, I'm telling the truth. I've seen it with my own eyes, but he still insists that it's just a bad disease? Bah, who has a face due to a bad disease? All fools know that this is not in line with reality. He just wants to save face and fight hard. ." Yan Qishan sighed: "That's all, good words can't persuade a dying ghost, let's go, that guy is not worth saving."
"Don't worry, I specialize in treating all kinds of bad words. Just wait."
Yan Qishan: "?"
Soon, he heard the sound of running footsteps. When he turned around, he saw a boy running over quickly. His eyes lit up when he saw them.
"Old sir, please stay."
Yan Qishan's eyes were half-squinted.
After a while, he saw Wen Fulin appearing in his sight, and he couldn't help but snorted.
Seeing them standing at the door, Wen Fulin breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and without waiting for Yan Qishan to speak, he knocked him away and said to Qin Liuxi: "Young Monk Master, this old man has eyesight and cannot recognize Mount Tai. Please ask me I don’t have the same experience as a little old man, so please forgive me.”
Yan Qishan was knocked staggered and almost lost his balance. He was supported by the boy. Hearing this, he said angrily: "Hey, our Chief Wenshan is afraid that it is not a ghost that has possessed him, and he will actually apologize to the Young Master."
Wen Fulin glared at him, said a few words, and turned around and gave you my long-cherished jar of Laobanzhang, okay?
Qin Liuxi didn't hold it, he just said: "He did it."
Wen Fulin sighed, with a hint of exhaustion and embarrassment in his voice: "My family is unlucky."
Yan Qishan originally wanted to sneer, but he endured it after seeing that his old friend seemed to have aged ten years in a short period of time.
Forget it, go back and take away all his good things, why should he have a bad mouth?
Wen Fulin invited Qin Liuxi back to the Wen Mansion and told him about Zhang Hua's recruitment. Qin Liuxi was not surprised, but Yan Qishan jumped up.
"How could there be such a wolf-hearted son in the world? How old was he then? He must have been only six or seven years old, yet he is so cruel!"
Wen Fulin pursed his lips, who could say otherwise.
At the age of six or seven, he could kill his brother who was protecting him out of jealousy. Isn't he afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night?
The most terrifying thing is that at his age, if he did such a thing, he would probably feel guilty and scared, but he hid his true emotions and did not let anyone notice the clues. He grew up safely and learned how to behave. accomplished.
Zhang Hua has a strong heart, is very forbearing, and even better at pretending. If his sore hadn't suddenly broken out like this, would this secret have been silent for the rest of his life, and been taken to the coffin by him?
Wen Fulin's heart sank when he thought of this.
After all, such a person is a trouble and cannot stay in the Wen family. Otherwise, the reputation of the Wen family's scholarly family will be ruined. How can he and Jinshu have the face to teach and educate people?
Wen Fulin's back became a little more bumpy.
Yan Qishan saw that his old friend was silent, so he said in a deep voice: "Old Wen, you should think about it clearly. If you don't think about Jin Yatou, you have to think about your two grandsons."
Wen Fulin paused, his throat rolling.
He looked at Qin Liuxi again, but he couldn't say the words "Death" on his lips.
Qin Liuxi said: "I turned back because of that child."
She walked into this house again, not to save Zhang Hua, but to save the lingering ghost of Zhang Zhe.
As for Zhang Hua's life or death, even if he dies, he must first tell the truth. This is the sin he has committed and must be repaid.
thank you all
(End of chapter)
