Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Chapter 629 Unfilial

Brothers Su Chong and Suhua are working together now, but can they work together forever?

How long have they been in the court, what do they know about officialdom, and what do they know about being with a king like a tiger.

He waited to see their happy ending, the brothers broke up, the monarch and his ministers broke up!

"Then just keep your eyes open and watch carefully, and see how we smile."

Mrs. Zhao squeezed her palms tightly. She has always been soft-tempered and never said anything harsh. She was really angry with Yan Zhiyuan. She never thought about comparing herself with Yan Zhiyuan. She didn't even want Yan Mian's identity. I just want to be her Zhao family safely.

She couldn't understand Yan Zhiyuan, and Yan Zhiyuan couldn't understand her either. Since he wanted to say that, he should do so.

She doesn't know what will happen in the future, but now, Yan Zhiyuan must be angry, and we will talk about what happens in the future, as long as he is angry now.

"Daddy, let's go."

Mrs. Zhao pulled Su Sanlang, and didn't want to have another word with Yan Zhiyuan.

After Su Sanlang and Zhao Shi left, Yan Zhiyuan was still angry, his expression was ferocious, and his nostrils were breathing like a cow.

His wife didn't dare to approach him, for fear of being implicated inexplicably.

Yan Zhiyuan went into the back room angrily, and said angrily: "Look at it, look at it, this is the daughter you tried to make up for, look at how she treats you, you have reached this point, and there is not even one nephew you want to curry favor with." not coming!"

"Do you know how angry she was at me just now? I'm still an official of the court. You go. I am the master of the Yan family. How did she treat me? She even threw face at me and used her status to suppress me. She What kind of thing! My own sister dare not use her status to suppress me, why should she——"

Yan Zhiyuan roared angrily, venting his anger at Yan Qingyun, lost control of his emotions, and even grabbed Yan Qingyun's clothes and shook him.

Yan Qingyun's eyes widened angrily, Yan Zhiyuan smiled as he watched, he let go of his hand and patted lightly: "Father—"

Yan Zhiyuan gave a meaningful cry, he got up, adjusted his clothes, looked down at Yan Qingyun condescendingly, and said arrogantly: "Father, do you know how I get angry when you usually scold me? You are having a hard time now, you can’t scold me if you want to, and you can’t teach me a lesson if you want to, just be angry, just be angry, what you feel now is how I feel every time I am scolded by you.”

"Obviously I am your only son, but you still scold me like that. Have you considered my feelings? I'm afraid that I will never vent my anger in this life. I didn't expect this day to come. Tell me about you. What's so good, if you are not my father, do you think I will listen to you in front of you like my grandson? If you are not a second-rank minister, who do you think will be happy to praise you. "

"I know, you're definitely going to say I'm unfilial again, right? If you're not filial, you're not filial. If I'm not filial, then it's your seed. If the upper beam is not upright, the lower beam is crooked. The methods you use are no better than mine. .”

"I'm not convinced, I'm upset, hold it back! You old bastard, God has opened my eyes to let me out of this bad breath, bah, don't think I don't know how much you secretly gave to that Zhao family , You said what's the use of sticking your hot face to her cold butt, people don't even care about you."

"There is also the Qi family, and there is no good thing. The old man has a long life, but it is of no use. On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and he will die sooner or later. It is better to leave him alone."

"In this way, Dad, you are still enjoying the blessings. After all, you have been in charge of the family for decades, and now you have a lot of children and grandchildren, right? My son has only disobeyed you once in this life. Never dared to disobey you before. It's what you said."

Yan Zhiyuan vomited the words that had been held in his heart for many years, and he finally let out the bad breath, raised his chin, and showed a happy expression.

Yan Qingyun is going to pass away, he is not sad at all.

It would be better if Yan Qingyun couldn't speak or move. He just had to endure whatever he did or said. He was extremely satisfied to have such a day in his life.

Seeing Yan Qingyun's wide and red eyes, Yan Zhiyuan smiled, yes, yes, that's it, he always felt like this before.

Yan Qingyun looked at Yan Zhiyuan, he had angina, blood was spreading in his mouth, and blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Zhiyuan saw it, and he wiped it off in disgust: "Father, don't hold on anymore, go at ease, your era has passed, and the era that belongs to Yan Zhiyuan is coming, I should also move forward. "

In the past, it was Yan Qingyun who suppressed him and forbade him to operate in private. When Yan Qingyun was gone, while his remaining power was still there, he could operate a bit, and it would not be difficult for him to move forward.

Yan Qingyun has been suppressing him all the time, and now knowing that he can't suppress him after death, he will naturally be angry.

Yan Zhiyuan was already a bit crazy, the more Yan Qingyun got angry, the happier he was, he looked at Yan Qingyun's expression with admiration, he smiled and said: "Father, I know you definitely want to ask Jiafa to beat me now, But you can't do it anymore, even if your son puts the stick in your hand, you can't lift it anymore, right?"

Yan Qingyun's breath was very weak, to the point where he was about to die at any time, but he held on to his breath and did not die.

Yan Zhiyuan was so angry that he didn't die after all.

Yan Zhiyuan didn't mind either, the doctor had already seen it, and his father was exhausted, so he hung on to this breath, and he couldn't last a few days without eating or drinking. No matter how unwilling he was, he would eventually die.

If the Su family didn't make any moves, then he had no scruples. If the Su family wanted to do something, he would just pretend, and the Zhao family had also come and turned his face, so he had nothing to bear.

So Yan Qing

Yun didn't want to let go of his breath, which was just right, he could be angry for a few more days, and even thinking about it would relieve his anger.

Yan Qingyun closed his eyes with difficulty, refusing to look at Yan Zhiyuan again.

It doesn't matter to Yan Zhiyuan, anyway, he has done what he wants to do, if Yan Qingyun dies all of a sudden, he might still feel puzzled, and it would be nice to live for two more days.

"Father, just sleep well, you can't eat or drink, but my son can."

Yan Zhiyuan sneered, clapped his hands, turned around and left.

Yan Qingyun exhaled bloody breath, retribution, retribution.

He looked at the curtains and didn't understand why he couldn't die at this time. Did God torture him on purpose? Let him watch the unfilial children and grandchildren openly do wrong things, let him have time to think more thoroughly about the ending of the Yan family? My heart was throbbing so badly, but I couldn't do anything.

Whether it's retribution or punishment, this is what he should suffer. He couldn't help thinking, if, if he had known that Qi Xinyu's body was tender, he wouldn't be so anxious and wouldn't get her pregnant so soon. Give birth, wait for her for a few years, will she not die of dystocia? Could they have conceived more children together, more kind-hearted and well-behaved children like hers than his?