Chapter 143

At the thought of everything and despair his wife and daughter encountered before they died, Meng Hun felt burning inside, his eyes stained with blood, and his eyes wanted to crack!

His anger was burning and gradually infected others. The delicious hot soup he was drinking had no taste.

"Duwei, we have plenty of opportunities to take revenge. When we see the little beast Meng Di next time, we will cut him down to worship the spirit of his sister-in-law and niece in heaven." The man on one side raised his left hand and patted Meng Hun on the shoulder, making a dull slap,

His right hand was injured. He just cleaned the wound with clean water, applied medicine, and hung it around his neck with a white cloth. It was inconvenient to move.

"Yes, my sister-in-law and niece have a spirit in heaven. They will certainly bless us to kill the little beast Meng Da smoothly. Good people should be rewarded." The other said in a muffled voice. He was clumsy and said what came to his mind. Comforting people is not his strength.

Meng Hun was awakened by the strength on his shoulder, and his face was still gloomy. However, he did not continue to indulge in hatred and could not extricate himself.

Seeing Meng Hun's reaction, the others couldn't help looking sad and worried.

The man who led them through life and death was the burly seven foot man in front of them. He was also the one who stood up and saved their lives in the time of crisis. It was clear that he was also in trouble, and he was still the one who helped them from time to time!

On the contrary, what did Meng do?

Their glory and wealth today depend partly on the shadow of their ancestors, and the other is to eat the blood, sweat and flesh of ordinary people!

Therefore, when Meng Hun repressed his emotions and directly said "I want to oppose", they did not hesitate to follow him against Meng.

They are more convinced of Meng Hun than the Meng family who relies on the ancestral Yu Yin.

"Good people are rewarded?" Meng Hun murmured and repeated this, looking like he had lost his soul, and buried his face full of dry blood in his palm.

If a good man is really rewarded, how can his virtuous wife and smart daughter end up like that?

In the hidden cave, several big men were silent and had their own thoughts. They tacitly agreed not to disturb Meng Hun.

The farm was shrouded in the moonlight and silent.

Today, Xu Ke is also the confidant of the master's family. He is the number one in the farm. He can light an oil lamp at night to sort out the records of day training and the expenses of the farm. If he has enough time, he can read the history of classics for a while.

Today, he finished the account, but did not take out a letter. Instead, he took off his cloak and put it on his shoulder and took up the oil lamp on the table.

Squeak——

Raise your hand to block the wind, so that the night wind will not blow out the oil lamp. You come to the compartment next to the kitchen where sundries and food materials are stacked.

Carrying the lamp and looking closer, the things provided were indeed gone, and even the footprints on the ground were deliberately erased.

"Courtesy is light and affection is heavy. This gift... Can be sent to the heart." Xu Ke looked around in the compartment, a faint smile on his face, and immediately looked sad, "Tut, although I said so, it cost six or twenty-seven money this time..."

It cost more than half at a time. I knew I would withdraw some from Lang junduo.

Xu Ke frowned, protected the oil lamp, closed the door of the compartment and went back to the room step by step.

These days, ordinary people taste meat once a year. Those two packs of pork are valuable.

Besides, he bought those medicinal materials and white cloth specially in the pharmacy. They have enough efficacy and are expensive.

Those brand-new bedding, warm clothes, pottery dishes and chopsticks all add up to six or twenty-seven dollars!

I just hope I don't miss this time. If I get a meat bun and beat the dog, there will be no return... Hehe, he thinks it's hard to appease his demon loving husband. It's not him who will face each other's anger at that time?

Close the door to separate the cold outside.

Xu Ke moved the charcoal basin a little closer to himself, his whole body was cold and cold, and most of his stiff and cold hands and feet slowly warmed up.

"Let's see how the group will react tomorrow... Then we'll know..." Xu Ke muttered and looked at a roll of bamboo slips borrowed from Jiang Pengji's study for a while with lamp oil. Sometimes he frowned and suddenly realized that he was intoxicated and completely forgot himself.

The next morning, the porter of Liufu yawned out of the corner door. It happened that a simple and low-key carriage came at the entrance of the alley.

With a cry, the horse stopped its hooves, and the carriage stopped directly in front of Liu's house.

The porter rubbed his bleary eyes and looked at the patterns drawn on the carriage. The corresponding family immediately appeared in his mind.

Isn't this the driver of Mr. Wei Gongcao's family?

Mr. Wei is really dedicated. When his condition improved, he came to teach Lang Jun?

The porter secretly guessed that while asking someone to invite the housekeeper, he came forward to meet people.

However, the man who came out of the car was not Wei Gongcao, but a young man with a weak crown.

The man was tall, dressed in an apparently new Confucian shirt, covered with a cloak, and his black hair was neatly tied with a crown.

According to his clothes, he should be a scholar of literature, not to mention the momentum of his whole body. Just his height gives people a natural sense of oppression. When you look carefully, his face is deeper than others, not like people in the Central Plains, but more like those in Northern Xinjiang.

The young man stepped down on the sedan chair and turned to lift the curtain of the car. Behind him came Mr. Wei Gongcao, Lang Jun's teacher.

"Mr. Gong Cao, Liu's house has arrived."

Qi guanrang still maintained his cold expression. Maybe it was the light during the day. The cold in his eyes was far less than that at night.

Wei Gongcao looked up at the sky, and then looked at the still closed door of the Liu mansion. Only the corner door was slightly open.

When the servant saw Wei Yuan, they thought he had come to teach Lang Jun. who would have thought that he came to resign himself today?

Hearing Wei Yuan's intention, Liu she suddenly ran away with a clean face.

"But my son is naughty. Where did he offend brother Gongcao?"

Although he had acquiesced in Jiang Pengji's study in Langya, he never thought that Wei Yuan would personally come to the door and resign.

After thinking about it, he felt a slight click in his heart. For fear that Jiang Pengji didn't know what to say to Wei Yuan in private.

Offending people is second. What's important is that Wei Yuan's status and reputation among Confucianism in Dongqing are not low!

If there is no reasonable explanation for this matter, it has always been said that her daughter does not account for any reason in public opinion.

One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, teacher is also filial piety.

Wei Yuan said with a smile, "Zhongqing doesn't have to. This is also the result of my careful consideration. It's not that Lanting is bad."

Qi guanrang, regardless of his status or age, was not enough to intervene in the conversation. He simply sat behind Wei Yuan as the background board.

Wei Yuan took him to Liu's house. Qi Guan asked himself to be extremely surprised.

He knew in his heart that Wei Yuan would treat him as his future son-in-law, but he gave him such preferential treatment before he left, which exceeded his expectations.

"Since Lanting is not naughty, how can brother Gongcao resign?"