After settling for a whole day, the news of Jia Cong's violent beating of Mrs. Liu spread in the Jia family.
The first person to get the news was Wang Xifeng. When he first heard the news, he didn't quite believe it. How could Jia Cong be such a bear and beat Mrs. Liu? Only after understanding what happened did I believe it.
However, his heart was full of doubts. Based on his understanding of Jia Cong, he did not have the courage to dare to attack Mrs. Liu. This boy was completely different from the other, which made her puzzled.
"Ping'er, what do you think is going on with Jia Cong? Did he pretend to be like that before? Then why isn't he pretending now?"
"This... I don't understand either. In the past, that boy always kept to himself and never caused trouble. But this time he suddenly appeared, which is very surprising. It seems that he is not a worry-free person. Lord, the way I was before, I guess I was really hiding my clumsiness."
Ping'er thought about it for a while and expressed his opinion.
"But grandma doesn't have to worry about anything. No matter how hard he tries, it won't affect the status of the second master and grandma. Jia Cong will be arranged to leave the house when he becomes an adult. This family will always belong to the second master and the second grandma."
Wang Xifeng nodded silently and said: "Ping'er, you are right. Originally, I wanted to give him some color and let him know who is the real master. But when you said it, I didn't. Interested in talking to him."
"Grandma, there is no need to provoke him at this time. Besides, he is the second master's brother after all. After all, we are all a family. If you go too far, it will make people talk and leave you with a mean reputation. "
Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at Ping'er and scolded with a smile: "You are the good guy with little hooves, and we are all bad guys, right? If you have time, go visit Jia Cong more and see what this kid is up to. Fame."
Ping'er nodded and finally felt relieved. This aunt was good at everything, but she was too strong. Even the second master Lian was controlled by her, so much so that he was allowed to steal words outside every day.
At this time, we still don’t know what is going on with Jia Cong. If the two of them confront each other, if Jia Cong doesn’t know how to give in, he will definitely make a fuss, and it will not be easy to end by then.
It's better to find out the details about Jia Cong first. In the past few days, I have been running to Jia Cong more often to see what this kid is like.
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The Lai family also received the news at this time. After understanding the situation, Grandma Lai and Lai Da did not pay attention.
They have been in the Jia Mansion for decades, and Grandma Lai has lived through five generations of the Jia Mansion. They know very well what the fate of each generation of bastards will be, and they are not worried that Jia Cong can threaten them.
They didn't mind, but someone did, and Lai Shangrong jumped out.
"Dad, grandma, I didn't expect that this kid Jia Cong can be quite tough. I'm going to find someone to clean him up and make him understand the rules so that he doesn't come out and make people angry."
Lai Da didn't stop it, and he didn't think it was a big deal, as long as no lives were lost.
"Don't go too far, and be measured in your actions."
"I know, Dad, I know it well. It's not like I haven't punished people before."
Lai Shangrong ran out with excitement on his face and went to find the group of friends to discuss ways to deal with Jia Cong.
No matter how you look at it, he looks like a villain who has succeeded.
Grandma Lai frowned, looked at her eldest grandson who ran out, and sighed.
"Hey! This kid Shang Rong is still too young and doesn't know how to restrain himself. You should talk to him more in the future, but don't grow crooked."
Lai Da nodded and said: "Mom, don't worry, this child just has too little experience. He will grow up slowly if he experiences more things."
Grandma Lai did not look back and left silently with a cane.
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Early the next morning, Jia Cong still exercised as usual after getting up. On the basis of yesterday, he also added strength training such as push-ups, sit-ups, frog jumps and handstands.
After finishing everything, I ran a dozen laps in the small yard, which took more than half an hour in total.
After washing up, Yue Ya and Yue Ya had breakfast together, and then took Wangcai to the clan school.
This is the last time I go to the tribe to study. The main reason is that I made an agreement with Jia Lan to borrow books. Today he brought the books to me. Jia Cong mainly came to get the books. He probably won’t come here again. It’s just for the tribe to study. Environment, coming here is a waste of time.
When they came to the clan school, Jia Lan had already arrived early and handed the "Mencius" he brought to Jia Cong.
"Uncle Cong, you finish studying Mencius first, and then I'll get you the other ones."
Jia Cong nodded, took the book over, opened it and read it carefully. With his photographic memory, he could read much faster.
Turning to a page, "Wealth and honor cannot be kinky, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and power cannot be surrendered. This is called a true man."
After flipping through a few more pages, he closed the book, turned to Jia Lan and said, "Brother Lan, I won't come to the clan school after today. I will send it to you after I finish reading it."
Jia Lan stared in surprise and asked, "Uncle Cong, you don't go to school anymore? What did your family say?"
Jia Cong shook his head and said: "I can't go to school. It's so messy here. It's just misleading people. Staying here is a waste of time. For people like me, no one cares whether I go to school or not."
Jia Huan said with envy on his face: "Brother Cong, I really envy you. I don't dare to go to school if I don't want to. If the master knows that I don't go to school, he will definitely not suffer from me."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "You still have to read books. Although I won't come to the clan to study, I will still read books by myself. Maybe when I have time in the future, I will hire a private tutor to teach me for a while."
The three of them chatted casually, and Jia Cong suddenly felt a few unkind eyes scanning him frequently.
Jia Cong wondered in his heart that he had never offended anyone in his clan studies. What did these people want to do? One is Jin Rong, the other is Jia Qiang, and the other is Jia Heng, a collateral member of the Jia family. Even Jia Rui is staring at him intentionally or unintentionally.
I really don’t understand. Are these people full of food?
No, it is impossible for several unrelated people to target him together. They must have been bribed by others, or helped others deal with him.
Who is the one? I have beaten Mrs. Liu recently, and Mrs. Liu cannot afford to invite these people.
I also went to the Lai family to ask for help. Could it be the Lai family? That's not right. Just don't give it to anyone. Why don't you have to deal with me again? This is too much.
While he was thinking about it, he suddenly watched a few things flying towards him.
After Jia Cong discovered them, he kept staring at them intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw them taking action, he immediately pretended to lower his head to pick up something and hid behind the desk, just in time to avoid the flying hidden weapons.
Several people saw it and secretly exclaimed that it was a pity.
One of them missed the target and hit Jia Huan.
When Jia Huan saw it was Jin Rong, Jia Qiang and others, they immediately became angry and cursed: "You guys dare to beat me, you go to hell."
He picked up the things on his desk and threw them over. The people across from him didn't show any signs of weakness and continued to take things and throw them here, throwing whatever they saw.
Seeing this, the people nearby also picked up the things at hand and joined the fighting group. For a while, books, inkstones, brushes and other objects were flying around the room, becoming a small battlefield, and the classroom became a mess.
Jia Cong looked at the chaotic classroom and laughed secretly in his heart. He just took advantage of the chaos to teach those sons of bitches a lesson. Damn it, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat.
I specially picked up a few inkstones. They are heavy and will definitely feel good if they are hit.
He spotted the target, avoided the head, aimed at their body, and threw it hard.
"Ah, it hurts."
"Son of a bitch, you dare to be cruel."
"Brothers, give them a good shout."
Then there were several cries of pain from the opposite side, followed by a burst of curses and the firing of hidden weapons.
