Zhao Wenxiang came in with Zhao Hao, and without any pretense, he bent down and saluted Zhao Sheng.
"I've met the clan leader, but I don't know why he called him late at night."
When Zhao Ling heard this, he immediately snorted coldly.
Zhao Sheng said: "Wen Xiang, come sit down and talk."
Zhao Wenxiang nodded, walked over and sat down at the bottom.
Zhao Hao stood at the back.
Before Zhao Sheng could speak, Zhao Ling said with a gloomy face: "Second brother, when you came in just now, didn't you see anything different at the gate?"
Zhao Wenxiang and Zhao Ling are the same generation. In the ranking of their generation, Zhao Wenxiang is the second eldest and Zhao Ling is the youngest.
So he called Zhao Wenxiang second brother, while Zhao Hao wanted to call him uncle.
There was no expression on Zhao Wenxiang's face. He nodded and then said three simple words.
"I saw it."
Seeing his understatement, Zhao Ling suddenly became angry.
"Second brother, is this how you teach your son?"
"Throw dung on the family gate!"
"This is simply unreasonable!"
"Does he still have a family in his eyes?"
"Is there any elder?"
"As his father, you tell me what to do about this matter!"
Zhao Wenxiang frowned.
"Lao San, what you're asking is a bit unreasonable, isn't it?"
"Don't you know what that shit is about?"
"You're calling me here now just to rake it down?"
"Second brother wants to ask you!"
"As Hao'er's brother-in-law, you instigated people to repeatedly pour excrement on Tiaozi downstairs. What are your intentions?"
"Have you ever thought that Hao'er is a member of the Zhao family?"
"Is this how you treat yourself as a brother-in-law?"
Zhao Wenxiang’s impressive internal history is certainly not given in vain.
When it comes to talking, it's hard to get to the point of speaking.
Zhao Ling's face turned pale after being robbed, but he said forcefully: "Second brother's words are really ridiculous. What does the incident on the first floor have to do with me?"
Zhao Wenxiang said in a deep voice: "Third brother, do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"
Zhao Ling said angrily: "Zhao Wenxiang, don't mess around here, what we are talking about now is your son's matter, just tell us how you want to solve it!"
Zhao Wenxiang said: "You better tell me, haven't you already thought about it?"
Zhao Ling said coldly: "Okay, since you asked me to say it, I won't be polite!"
"Zhao Hao should be severely punished for such an unfilial act."
"But since he is still young, forget about other punishments."
"During this time, the family encountered operational difficulties."
"It just so happens that he has a dry stock of 50% dry wine."
"As long as he gives 30% of the dry wine and dry stock to the family, it will be considered as a great contribution to the family, and the punishment will be avoided!"
Zhao Wenxiang's face was extremely ugly, and he no longer wanted to talk nonsense to Zhao Ling.
He turned to look at Zhao Sheng, who was sitting above him.
"Clan leader, do you mean this too?"
Zhao Sheng first sighed in embarrassment, and then said helplessly: "Wen Xiang, you also need to understand the family's difficulties."
"The family is indeed encountering difficulties now, and Zhao Hao is also capable."
"As a son of the family, it is only natural to do something for the family, what do you think?"
Hearing what Zhao Sheng said, Zhao Wenxiang's heart completely dropped.
Although he cares about his family very much, he cares more about his son.
If it was easier to negotiate, he would definitely persuade Zhao Hao to share some of the profits from the dry wine.
But now, he was extremely disappointed.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Zhao Sheng and said: "Clan leader, in order to get the dry wine and dry butt in my son's hands, you have made trouble for my son again and again."
"If my son fights back a little, you won't be able to bear it anymore."
"I also threaten you with dry wine and dry stock."
"I would like to ask, do you really regard us as clan members?"
"Is this despicable way to deal with fellow tribesmen?"
"Isn't it too chilling for you to be like this?"
Zhao Sheng looked ugly and was speechless after being told.
Zhao Ling on the side snorted: "Zhao Wenxiang, Mr. Neishi, you are so eloquent!"
"It's obviously your good son who did such an unfilial thing."
"Now I can still bite back!"
"I admire it, I really admire it!"
"No wonder this little beast dares to do this. It turns out that you, the father, are supporting him!"
Hearing what Zhao Ling said, Zhao Wenxiang's face turned livid with anger.
Zhao Hao, who was standing behind him, finally couldn't bear it anymore and looked at Zhao Ling coldly.
"From beginning to end, there was indeed a dog biting back!"
"Obviously it was this dog who used dirty tricks to deal with his fellow humans, trying to steal money from them."
"If you don't let him bite or snatch, he won't be able to bear it anymore!"
Zhao Ling was furious immediately, his eyes widened and he stared at Zhao Hao fiercely.
"You little bastard, who are you calling a dog?"
Zhao Hao was not polite and said with a sneer: "If I were talking about someone else, could I be worthy of you? My little uncle!"
"Inverted!"
"It's just the opposite!"
"Patriarch, this little beast has no respect for his elders. He poured manure on the door of the family. Now he is not only unrepentant, but also verbally abusive to his elders."
"What's the point of keeping such an unfilial beast?"
"He must be expelled from the family!"
Zhao Hao didn't feel much when he heard the words "expelled from the family", but Zhao Wenxiang's expression suddenly changed.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Ling suddenly became even more arrogant.
"Second brother, you have to think about it carefully. After this little beast is expelled from the family, he will lose his ancestors!"
"At that time, you, the dignified Master Shi, have raised an unfilial son who was expelled from the family. I wonder what the world will think of you?"
Zhao Wenxiang lowered his head, and after a long silence, he took a deep breath, with a look of determination in his eyes.
Then he said indifferently: "For such a family, just expel it. There is no point in staying in the family."
"You want to expel Hao'er from the family, don't forget to expel me too."
As he spoke, he turned back to look at Zhao Hao.
"Hao'er, let's go!"
Zhao Hao nodded quickly, followed his father, and walked away together.
Looking at the two people leaving, Zhao Ling roared angrily: "Zhao Wenxiang, do you want to learn from your bastard son and become an unfilial descendant of the family?"
When Zhao Wenxiang heard this, he stopped suddenly, stood there for a long time, and then continued to leave.
Along the way, neither father nor son said a word.
Zhao Hao knew that his father was very sad at this moment.
Family is still very important to Dad.
So he couldn't comfort him and could only wait for his father to come out on his own.
Back in his room, Zhao Hao wanted to sleep, but thinking of his father's worried look, he couldn't fall asleep again.
Just stay up and continue working on the hand-made pendulum clock.
This job is not difficult, but it requires precision.
I finished half of it some time ago, but I put it down because I was busy with other things.
Now that we have time, we can get it out as soon as possible.
Not only is it unaccustomed to not having a device to check the time at any time, but most importantly it is inconvenient.
Of course, he didn't want to do much about this.
Just get two of them out.
Put one on the first floor.
Keep one at home.
