Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

The quiet Xiangfu was broken by a sudden knock on the door.

The old housekeeper hurriedly put on his coat and poked his head out of the door, "Who is the one here?"

However, what he saw was a familiar face-butler Li, who came with Zhao Ziyi yesterday, panted heavily in his mouth, with fine beads of sweat all over his forehead.

"Out, something big happened! There is someone in Xiangfu right now, take your young master back soon!" The housekeeper Li was out of breath.

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In the main hall, the old lady's eyes were bloodshot, and her hands trembled violently because of her shortness of breath.

In the next second, he picked up the tea cup and fell to the ground suddenly!

"What a shame!" The old lady's chest was ups and downs, and she gritted her teeth while looking at Du Chun who was lying on the ground unconscious.

The people on the ground were drunk and drunk, slowly waking up, and even murmured a few times.

Hearing the foul language in Du Chun's mouth, the old lady was furious, "Wake up? Bring me up when you wake up!"

Everyone in Xiangfu gathered together because of this incident. It was the first time to see an old lady so angry in so many years. They all held their breath and did not dare to say anything.

Song Qingyu's face was earthy, and the whole person was a little trembling. At night, she watched Du Chun being picked up by the housekeeper. She was completely naked and even got tattooed on her face. The word "no chi" was deeply felt. Engraved in Song Qingyu's heart, who is it! Who is so to Chun'er!

Last night, Du Chun was ordered by the old lady to pour cold water for the whole night, and it is still full of alcohol.

The two family members helped Du Chun to come up. Suddenly, Du Chun vomited all of them. They couldn't dodge, but they didn't dare to let go. Both of them were stained with filth.

"Leave him on the ground for me!" Seeing Du Chun's embarrassing look, the old lady was furious. The two family members were disgusted, and immediately let go when they heard this, Du Chun's face fell to the ground with a "slap", he snorted and stood up in a daze.

"Who, who is beating this young master!" Du Chun said so drunk as he was surrounded by everyone.

"Chun'er!" Song Qingyu panicked, now she didn't dare to excuse Du Chun anymore, only whispered.

Although Du Chun had just returned to Beijing, not many people knew him, but the people in the governor's mansion probably knew all about it. This is a great shame!

Du Xuechun stood beside the old lady, looking at Du Chun with some surprise. Du Chun's nose was blue and swollen, and the two big characters on Du Chun's face were just visible from the side. I don't know who did it, so relieved!

"You kneel down for me!"

After being screamed, Du Chun reacted, seeing that the old lady and Song Qingyu's expressions were very serious, and he was suddenly confused.

Seeing Du Chun's appearance, the old lady took a deep breath, "Daughter-in-law, what do you think?"

Song Qingyu was named suddenly, stiffened, and looked at the old lady's expression, "Well, let's take care of the family law." Now that Du Chun is known to the entire mansion, the people in the brothel don't know yet. No matter what it was, even Song Qingyu couldn't cover Du Chun well now.

"Well, you just have to be reasonable." The old lady looked at Du Chun coldly, and Xiangfu's face was lost!

"Come on, hit me, fifty boards!"

Fifty boards! Song Qingyu's eyes widened in horror, and Du Chun's legs were not needed anymore!

"Mother!" Song Qingyu yelled anxiously, and in a blink of an eye he caught a glimpse of the old lady's profound eyes, and he dared not say anything.

Soon, the board was brought up, and the two family members pressed Du Chun on the board, and the piercing sound of the board fell.

Du Chun was taken aback by the severe pain from his body, and then he scolded, "Who is it, who is beating this young master!"

Hearing that Du Chun is still so domineering now, the old lady's anger became even greater, "Hit, give me a hard hit!"

He wanted to raise his head, but the board behind him kept falling. The family members used their full strength. Even after years of fighting on the battlefield, Du Chun was a bit unable to hold it, shouting in pain, but found that his face was still pain.

At this time, the old housekeeper hurriedly came from the door, "Old lady, madam, the grandfather is back!"

what! Hearing this, Song Qingyu only felt a thud in his heart. When it was over, Du Chun would definitely be beaten!

"Keep fighting, don't stop!" The old lady stood up, then walked out the door, waiting for Du Heng's return.

Soon, a burly man walked in, accompanied by a group of guards, and Du Yi came with him.

"Ah! Don't fight, don't fight!"

There was wailing in the house, and Du Heng frowned.

"Master, you are back." Although the old lady was happy, her face was still sad.

"what!"

"What's going on inside? What about Du Chun?" Du Heng asked with a trace of light across his eyes.

"Master, I thought that Du Chun would be able to hone his temperament by going to the border for a few years, but I don't want to be like this! You can do it! I can't control my body bones." The old lady squeezed her crutches, her face covered. anger. Du Heng immediately understood it, and it seemed that Du Chun had committed something again.

Du Heng didn't have any ink marks, and walked into the house with someone. Song Qingyu said softly, "Master, Chun'er was beaten by someone last night!"

Du Heng only narrowed his eyes, looking at Song Qingyu, his eyes could not help but start Song Qingyu, swallowed, and did not dare to speak any more.

"Don't fight! Please, grandma, I was wrong!"

The people inside were still wailing, but Du Chun saw the burly figure, and immediately sat in the position of the old lady.

This, father! Why are you back so soon! Du Chun had mixed feelings in his heart. This time is over. Although he doesn't remember what happened last night, he should have gone to Yuxianlou with Zhao Zhixiang yesterday! Could it be that something happened, and the grandmother and the others knew it was impossible!

The board was still falling, but Du Heng didn't ask another question, just looked aside coldly, not even giving Du Chun a straight eye.

"Xue'er, come here and meet your father." At this time, the old lady looked at her son with satisfaction and pulled Du Xuechun over.

"Father." Du Xuechun yelled, lowering his head to stop talking. Du Heng's attitude towards her, whether in the past or in this life, is very cold.

"Well, are you still used to living?" He said as if asking an outsider.

"With grandmother's arrangement, everything is fine." Listening to such general knowledge, Du Heng couldn't help but raise his head and look at his daughter. Although I saw this child last time, it seems that a lot has changed in the past few months.

Even the soldiers at the border can't help shivering when they see themselves, the little woman in front of them is so calm. Moreover, when he met her gaze, there was still no half of dodge.