As soon as Mrs. Ji's voice came out, there was such a powerful aura that Ji Chengde and Lin Wenrui both trembled.
They never expected that Mrs. Ji, who was barely pulled back from hell by Ji Wanrong yesterday, would actually be able to speak today!
Ji Chengde saw the boys filing in from outside the house with sticks, and stopped them in a hurry.
"Don't come in, don't come in, go back quickly, you have nothing to do here!"
Mrs. Ji listened and snorted coldly. She held Ji Wanrong's hand and slowly sat up from the bed.
"They have worked so hard to come here, how can we let them go back in vain?"
Ji Chengde suddenly opened his mouth and frowned: "Mom, I won't punish her anymore. Isn't it okay if I don't punish her?"
Mrs. Ji slowly opened her eyes and looked at him coldly: "It's not you who wants to punish her now, it's me who wants to punish you!"
"Ji Chengde, the unfilial son, do you know your sin?"
Ji Chengde's heart was like a drum, almost jumping into his throat.
He plopped and knelt down reflexively.
It seems that he has been kneeling since childhood.
"You are seriously ill, but you have not cared for Rong'er for a day, and even blocked Rong'er's treatment. This is unfilial! As the master of the Nanyang Hou Mansion, you can't manage your own wife and make the Hou Mansion uneasy. This is No!"
"You listened to the slander, treated the two children harshly, and even beat the filial Ling Xiao until he was covered with bruises. This is unkind!"
She used all her strength to get up from the bed and walked slowly to Ji Chengde, with heavy disappointment in her cloudy eyes.
"How can you expect me to meet your father in a hundred years with your current appearance? Today, I want to reshape the family tradition, so I will teach you how to use this family law!"
Although her voice was hoarse, it was powerful and had a battle-hardened vigor that silenced the entire Wutong Garden.
"Come here, give me a hard beating! Beat this bastard until he realizes his mistake!"
Ji Chengde never imagined that one day, the family method he used to deal with others would actually fall on him!
This stick is two palms wide, and it will hurt so much when it is struck!
Ji Wanrong just looked at everything in front of him coldly.
Lin Wenrui stood beside Ji Chengde, her face already pale.
She knew that Mrs. Ji was awake and she had disliked her before.
From today on, she must keep her tail between her legs, otherwise even with Ji Chengde's unconditional love, her status in the Nanyang Marquis Mansion will plummet.
He hurriedly grabbed Mrs. Ji's trouser leg, "Mother, how can you bear it? If this board is knocked down, half of my son's life will be gone!!"
Mrs. Ji sneered: "Then how could you be willing to do this to your children? They are your biological children!"
Ji Chengde trembled all over and was silent for a rare moment.
Mrs. Ji looked with sharp eyes at the few boys beside her who were holding family instruments.
The boy timidly took the family law and walked towards Ji Chengde cautiously.
Ji Chengde looked at the people standing around him and slowly clenched his back molars.
If he were to be subjected to family law in front of these juniors, where would he put his face?
So he stood up suddenly and yelled at Mrs. Ji: "I am the head of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, and I want to enforce family law on me? Who dares to do that!!"
As soon as his words came out, sure enough, the boys all stopped in unison.
Madam Ji was so angry at his words that she staggered and almost fell to the ground.
She looked at the five eight-foot strong men brought by Duke Zhou's Mansion: "Good sons of the Zhou family! Today, it will be up to you to replace my people from the Nanyang Marquis Mansion and implement the family law!"
Naturally, the people in Duke Zhou's mansion did not listen to Ji Chengde's instructions. They snatched the wooden stick from the boy's hand and walked towards Ji Chengde with a grin.
They had long been unhappy with this unfilial uncle.
Ji Chengde stared at the strong men who surrounded him. He was covered in cold sweat and his legs were so frightened that they softened.
Unexpectedly, Madam Ji summoned some stupid young nephews from Duke Zhou's mansion for this purpose!
Mrs. Ji sat down on the bed. She was really angry and her voice was cold.
"Pull him outside the house and beat him. I am sitting here. If you can't hear the sound of the wooden board hitting the skin here, I will go back to the Duke of Zhou's mansion and ask your ancestors if you are weaklings who haven't eaten. ?!”
When they heard this, it was about their men's reputation, and no one wanted to be a weakling.
They scrambled to pull Ji Cheng out, and the one dragging his left leg even started running, not letting anyone go.
It wasn't until the wailing sounds in the yard could be heard by everyone that Mrs. Ji's sharp eyes examined Ji Yunyao and Lin Wenrui in the room at this moment.
Feeling her gaze, Lin Wenrui's legs almost felt weak, then she heard Mrs. Ji's voice, speaking to her word by word.
"Look at how well you have managed the Marquis Mansion during these days when I suffered a stroke. If you don't know how to take care of it, don't take care of it!"
As soon as Lin Wenrui heard this, she hurriedly knelt down, and Ji Yunyao also knelt down behind her.
"Grandma, mother has always said that the Hou Mansion is managed in an orderly manner, and everyone sees it!"
Her voice was gentle and pitiful, and she was about to cry.
Mrs. Ji, who was fighting on the battlefield, couldn't stand this look: "From today on, I will hand over Lin Wenrui's housekeeping rights to Zhou Zhiruo. When she learns it well, we will talk about other things!"
After she said this, she looked at Ji Yunyao with sharp eyes: "The daughter of the Hou family is married to be a wife, not a concubine. If you don't want to cry, who are you doing it for?" look?!"
"Starting from today, Ji Yunyao will learn the rules from Zhiruo for half a month. Lin Wenrui, look at what you have raised your daughter to be like?"
When Lin Wenrui heard this, her whole body softened, there was cold sweat on her forehead, and she couldn't help but cry.
As a result of habit, I can't even hold it back.
Mrs. Ji became even more furious when she saw her like this.
"Okay, okay, get out of here! Get out of here!"
After the mother and daughter helped each other out, Ji Wanrong hurriedly reassured Mrs. Ji: "Grandma, don't make yourself so angry because of them!"
Mrs. Ji sighed: "I am sorry for your brother and sister, and also sorry for your late mother."
When Ji Lingxiao and Ji Wanrong heard this, they both remained silent.
"Since that evil son has been punished by the family law, I am afraid that he will not be able to get up for ten days and a half. In ten days' time, at the flower viewing banquet on the Queen Mother's birthday, I will ask Ling Xiao to represent the Hou Mansion. You must take care of your brother then! "
Flower viewing party for the Queen Mother’s birthday?
Ji Wanrong and Ji Lingxiao were stunned when they heard about this for the first time.
Ji Lingxiao immediately lowered his eyes, looked at his legs, and began to push away without hesitation.
"Grandma, my legs are disabled. If I go out now, it will just embarrass the Marquis Mansion. I'd better not go!"
Ji Wanrong frowned slightly. Ji Lingxiao's treatment has been carried out for more than half a month. If it takes another ten days, his legs will be almost healed.
If he stays in the room all the time, it may not be good for his legs and the recovery of his self-confidence.
"Brother, don't you still trust my medical skills?" she said angrily.
Mrs. Ji also smiled: "Also, the Queen Mother has been ill for many years. This flower viewing banquet is held grandly to celebrate the occasion. Many people will be present, especially the King of Chu, Mo Junfeng, who is a compatriot of King Han's mother. You have done a great job. My brother, you have to help your cousin control your eyes!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo stiffened, she quickly turned her head and glanced at Ji Lingxiao.
Then, she slowly lowered her head, put on a smile on her lips, and pretended to be shy, "Ancestor, you still like to tease me so much."
Her movements were extremely slow, and her voice was not as aggressive as before, but low, with a calm tone in her tone.
Mrs. Ji smiled and patted Zhou Zhiruo's hand.
Ji Lingxiao also slowly lowered his head.
