A few people just stood in a stalemate outside the dilapidated thatched house.

Although they came under the order of the clan leader, looking at Huang Tinghui's posture, if they really wanted to take action, they would inevitably have to fight against the bastard in front of them.

If you do it!

Is it possible that they are really allowed to have a fight with a scholar like Huang Tinghui?

In the Great Sheng Dynasty, literature was the most respected thing, and the respect for scholars reached its peak. Zhang Delu, the first minister of the dynasty, came from a poor family, but he became the "prime minister" under one person and above ten thousand people in the Great Sheng Dynasty.

His sentence "Everything is of inferior quality, only reading is superior" has been praised by thousands of people and is regarded as a classic.

The status of scholars has improved further than in previous dynasties.

Under such circumstances, even if Huang Jianmin, Huang Rongcheng, and Huang Daudao disdain Huang Tinghui, they would not dare to take action against Huang Tinghui, a bastard.

And once you do it, you will inevitably get the reputation of being "insulting to gentlemen".

No matter what the county master does, he will still defend the affairs of scholars, and when the time comes, he will be punished.

The only one who hurts is myself.

"Tinghui, we don't mean any harm, but this matter must be resolved!"

"That woman is covered in red spots. If she really stays, she will bring disaster to our Huangjia Village!"

"For the clan's sake, Ting Hui, you should know your priorities. Don't let this woman get your mind carried away!" Seeing this, you can't be strong.

Uncle Daring stood up and advised.

"Uncle Bold, you say Xiaolian is the one who brings bad luck, but I don't think so. Uncle Bold and Uncle Erzhu are two of the most prominent hunters in the village. You should be very aware of every plant and tree in Funiuling.

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"In the past two years, have you found that ginseng that is more than ten years old can be grown in Funiuling?" Huang Tinghui looked at Uncle Bold, who was relatively simple and honest, and asked.

"Of course there is no such thing. If there is ginseng that is more than ten years old, it will naturally be found by me and your Uncle Erzhu."

"Ever since I followed your grandfather hunting in the mountains, I haven't seen a few ginseng roots for more than ten years!" Uncle Bold has an honest character and can't hold back his words, so he answered truthfully.

"I'm not afraid to tell you uncles that the day after Xiaolian came to my place, she picked a ginseng that was more than ten years old."

"I immediately sold this ginseng to the doctor in the next village. If you uncles don't believe it, you can ask the doctor for confirmation."

"Uncles also know that the Tinghui family is poor. The reason why we were able to uncover the pot yesterday was because Xiaolian sold ginseng in exchange for millet."

"None of the uncles have ever encountered such a lucky thing. Xiaolian found it when she went out. If she isn't the prosperous couple who brings good luck, what is she?"

"Every uncle also knows that Tinghui has always been a bastard. Now that he has such a beautiful wife, he has decided to change his past. Isn't this the good luck brought by Xiaolian?" Huang Tinghui looked at several uncles and asked.

"This?" What this little guy said made sense, and several people didn't know how to answer for a while.

If the situation is really as Huang Tinghui said, then where is this girl who is the monster that brings bad luck?

This is clearly a koi with a "prosperous" physique.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Huang Tinghui bowed to his uncles and said: "Uncles, Tinghui has been dishonest for more than ten years. He has been favored by his parents and uncles without knowing it!"

"Now I finally understand human relationships, and understand that there are people and things in this world that Tinghui should protect throughout his life."

"Uncles, I only hope that a few uncles can fulfill Tinghui's happiness in life and prevent Tinghui from being so confused anymore!"

Such a solemn gift immediately shocked everyone.

They are all idiots. Although they usually look down on Huang Tinghui, a bastard, Huang Tinghui is still a scholar after all.

A scholar's bow is a great gift to a mud-legged person.

For a moment, they didn't know how to respond to Huang Tinghui's gift.

Thinking that everything Huang Tinghui said was indeed reasonable, and then thinking that Huang Tinghui's father and mother were very kind to people in the village, they were quite popular.

The mental defenses of several people were broken in just an instant.

Although Huang Tinghui is already seventeen this year, how much older is he?

This boy's life has been miserable enough. Now that his "wife" has been forcibly taken away, can he really be worthy of Huang Tinghui's dead parents?

Just when a few people were hesitating and hesitating, Uncle Erzhu supported the elderly patriarch and walked slowly towards this side.

"Old patriarch!"

"Old patriarch!"

Several people saw the old patriarch staggering towards him, and one by one they gave way, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

What Huang Tinghui said just now put too much pressure on them.

"Old patriarch!" Seeing the real person in charge arriving, Huang Tinghui took a deep breath and hurriedly took two steps forward.

"I remember when you were first born, your father was so happy that he ran around the village saying that he finally had a child!"

"No one in the village can match that boy's excitement. Your grandfather and I both called your father a little fool!"

"At that time, among all the newborns in the village, Tinghui had the loudest voice. I told your father with your grandfather that there were so many children in the village, and yours would be the most promising in the future.

After hearing this, my father scratched the back of his head and kept giggling."

"So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and your parents have been deceased for some time."

"The baby who cried the loudest back then has grown up to look like you!"

"If your parents were still alive, they would definitely cry with joy when they saw that you were about to get a wife and that you were so responsible!" The old patriarch recalled the past years and said to Huang Tinghui emotionally.

Listening to the old patriarch recall his "parents", the sealed memories came flooding back like a tide.

"Brother Hui, look, what is this? Your favorite candied haws, daddy brought it back to you from the market!"

"Brother Hui, yesterday my father saw a lot of schoolboys in the county town. They were talking in words that my father could not understand. They were really enviable. From now on, my father will do more work. Even if he is exhausted, he still wants to make our family happy.

Brother Hui, you can also go to school, and you don’t have to be a farmer all your life like your father!" When the father in memory said this, his eyes dimmed.

"Er Zhu, Er Zhu, I won't live long. I won't live long. Hehua is gone. I should go with her. But, Er Zhu, I can't worry. I can't worry about Brother Hui. He's only fifteen."

Years old, I haven’t started a family yet, it’s my brother’s fault, he didn’t make it to that day, he didn’t..."

The father in my memory was extremely pale and spoke weakly, like a kite that might break its string at any time.

"Er Zhu!" The father in his memory tightly grasped the hands of Huang Tinghui and Uncle Er Zhu with trembling hands under the dim oil lamp. His face was red, and he didn't know where the last bit of strength came from.

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The father used his last strength and said to Erzhu tremblingly: "Erzhu, take good care of Brother Hui..."

After saying that, his father, who was so turbid that he had lost all color, looked at Huang Tinghui. His hand, which was as thin as dry wood, crossed Huang Tinghui's cheek, "Brother Hui, dad can't..."

The skinny hand dropped heavily, and the scene stopped abruptly as the voices of "big brother" and "daddy" were heard.

When he opened his eyes again, Huang Tinghui's face was already filled with tears, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.

Although it was a memory that did not belong to him, everything was so real that Huang Tinghui, who was an orphan in his previous life, could not stop trembling all over.

"Good boy, good boy!"

"Something's wrong, Grandpa, something's wrong, Grandpa!" The old patriarch hurried forward and wiped Huang Tinghui's tears.

"Brother Hui, what you said just now, Grandpa also heard it!"

"Grandpa is not an unreasonable old man. Please call that girl over!" the old patriarch said to Huang Tinghui.

"Xiao Lian!" Huang Tinghui shouted to the little girl in the thatched house. He had just told the little girl not to come out no matter what happened.

At this time, hearing Huang Tinghui's call, the little girl timidly walked out of the thatched hut.

When she saw Huang Tinghui with tears on her face, the little girl felt as if her heart had been pricked by a needle. She mustered up her courage and used her petite body to block Huang Tinghui.

"Uncles and grandpa, everything is caused by Xiaolian. Uncle, if grandpa doesn't like Xiaolian staying here, Xiaolian can leave!" The little girl said this with a vibrato in her tone.

But she mustered up her courage and looked directly at everyone.

"I just ask... I just ask... uncles... I just ask Grandpa not to embarrass me... Brother Tinghui..."

"Xiaolian doesn't want to see...don't want to see...brother Tinghui cry..."

That seemingly petite body burst out with such courage.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and when they looked at Huang Tinghui again, they were filled with envy.

If you get a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

"Brother Hui is right!" The old patriarch smiled happily, "She is a virtuous and good girl!"

"Er Zhu, you will take care of the rest. Remember to ask them to visit the graves of Brother Rong and his wife."

"Although our Lao Huang family is a small family, we still have what we should have. We all have received more or less favors from Brother Rong and his wife."

"Repaying kindness is the most basic thing for our Lao Huang family!"

"Things need to be done beautifully, and everyone should help, so that Brother Rong and his wife can feel more at ease."

"Exchanging sex stickers, matchmaker, wedding clothes..."

"Everything must be prepared..."

"Don't let anyone say that we, Lao Huang, have neglected our etiquette." After the old patriarch finished speaking, he left slowly and hobblingly on crutches.

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Chapter completed!