Remarry the Farmer

"Oh, since I'm just an unspeakable existence, why bother to come to me? I don't care about what you call glory, and I don't care what your purpose is, leave my house now, don't let me say the third all over."

Neither Qian Dahu nor Wang Xiushu lived in such a family, but Qian Dahu can imagine one or two. He doesn't care what kind of life he leads, but he does care that her son will be wronged in such a family.

I didn't want to go back at first, but now I don't want to go back even after hearing such words, and I understand Mo Cheng's intentions of driving away even more.

"Young Master, I didn’t need to tell you these at this time, but Master Hou said that you have the right to know your own life experience. As a descendant of Pingnan Hou Mansion, you have your responsibility. Bandits continue, but the court has no generals to use. The old man hopes that you can accept orders when you are in danger and take on the responsibility of the descendants of Pingnan Hou Mansion."

Mo Cheng was also very embarrassed, and even more of a headache for the task that the old man confessed to him. He didn't understand why the old man had to say this at the beginning. Even if he heard these words, he wouldn't be willing to go back.

Before he had time to enjoy the honor of the children of the Hou Palace, he would have to pay equal or even more duties and responsibilities. If it was him, he would probably coax these three lobbyists out of the house without hesitation.

"You are so unreasonable! You also said that there are so many children and children in the Houfu, but why do we have to ask my prince to bear this responsibility? Xianggong grew up in this small village and he didn’t know anything. It's worthy of those noble bloodlines that have been taught by famous teachers since childhood in your mansion."

Wang Xiushu was angry, and she thought anyone would be angry when she heard such words. She didn't know if these people in the previous life came to receive the money from the big tiger, but they also persuaded them with this kind of reason for not enjoying the rights, but taking the responsibility first.

But she just doesn't want her husband to be squeezed out of the use value stupidly, but she can't even enjoy the rights he deserves. She doesn't care how much power the person in front of her has in the Houfu, anyway, she is a village girl, she doesn't understand, but she can't do it if she wants to deceive her husband.

Wang Xiushu's words are simple and straightforward, and even a little rude. They are different from the famous ladies Mo Cheng had seen before. He frowned. How could the young master who was regarded as his successor by the old man marry such a rude man? Country village women are their wives.

Looking at the disdain in Mo Cheng’s eyes, Qian Dahu slashed directly at Mo Cheng with a palm. The strong wind carried by the palm of the wind shocked all the chickens, ducks and geese who were leisurely paced in the yard. For a time, animal hair flew all over the yard.

Mo Cheng dodges that palm dangerously, shocked. It's no wonder that the young master is so handsome, and it's no wonder that the old man is so valued. But now the young master's misunderstanding of them is getting deeper and deeper, how can he invite him back to the capital?

"Shu'er don't be angry, I'm not wronged, I'll be fine with you!"

Mo Cheng was taken aback by Qian Dahu's palm, only thinking about how to invite him back to the capital. But Qian Dahu put the person in his arms on the ground and stood up, then removed her somewhat scattered hair, and then softly comforted.

Because she was by her side, he didn't feel lonely; and because of her understanding and consideration, he didn't feel wronged. He didn't care about the family who hadn't seen each other, so he didn't resent him.

"However, they have allowed you to live freely for twenty-five years. Why do they call you back in the name of responsibility when they need you now? You can exist in their eyes, and what they need is not a descendant. They are not relatives either. All they need is a chess piece, a chess piece to risk their death on the battle line. How can I not be wronged for you, the tiger, we don’t go back, can we just live in this mountain? "

If Wang Xiushu was still shocked before, and Qian Dahu was actually the son of Lord Hou, and such a noble status made people look up to, then now, her heart is full of pity for Qian Dahu.

It has been forgotten for twenty-five years, and now it sounds again, but it is the time to be needed. In the last life, he heard such a statement, did he also feel depressed, and didn't want to go back to the capital with them?

With such a complicated family, so many younger siblings, and the death of a mother, how can a stepmother be easy to get along with? The village women in the Hu family are so difficult to deal with. How can Mrs. Hou, who has a natal background in the Houfu, tolerate the son of the former wife overwhelming her own children?

For such a family, Wang Xiushu really does not want Qian Dahu to go back and be wronged.

Because he was worried about Qian Dahu, and because he felt sorry for his grievances over the years, Wang Xiushu directly threw himself into Qian Dahu's arms and begged. He didn't give Mo Cheng a face at all, and he didn't care if he would let them accuse her of chaos.

"Madam!" Mo Cheng didn't expect that Wang Xiushu not only refused to persuade Qian Dahu to go back to the capital with them, but he was still pulling Qian Dahu's back. Even with a stern shout, the voice was full of majesty, which was condensed by his long stay as a housekeeper.

In his opinion, it is just a village girl, and staying with the young master of his family is just a service role. After returning to the capital, the young master must have a noble wife, and this village girl Just give it to an aunt.

His shout did not scare Wang Xiushu, but directly aroused Qian Dahu's anger to the top!

Pushing Wang Xiushu to a safe place aside, Qian Dahu shot directly at Mo Cheng, attacking his deadly spot, doing every move with his heart. "I see Shu'er like her eyes hurting and pampering, what are you, dare to show her face!" Qian Dahu's moves are more ruthless than one, and no one is false. Enemy, a very angry voice approached from far away.

"Dahu, stop!"

Ruan Susheng saw Qian Dahu bullying Mo Cheng from a distance, but he could only stop it with a loud whip.

Even after hearing the master's voice, the angry Qian Dahu slapped Mo Cheng with a palm, and Mo Cheng couldn't dodge and accept a palm.

"Anyone who dares to hurt Shuer, I won't let it go!" Qian Dahu closed his hand with such a cruel word, but the cruelty on his face was not restrained in the slightest.

Shu'er is his wife, and he is reluctant to let her be wronged. These casual cats and dogs dare to bully her and insult her in front of him, when he is dead!

"Mo Cheng, Dahu is right! If you want to take him back, you have to accept it with his wife. Don't forget that he is your young master, and you are just the steward next to the old man."

Ruan Susheng stood in front of Mo Cheng with a cold face, he had never doubted Dahu's words.

"The old slave has seen the second master. It was the old slave who was faint for a while and offended Madam Young. Please forgive me!"

Mo Cheng has been with the old man for many years. How can he be a confused person. Even if he has just committed a mess, he can immediately recognize his mistake and bow his head.