Mrs. Xiong was waiting outside, and Mother Xiong and Father Xiong came in to have a secret talk with Tang Shou. Mother Xiong and Father Xiong wanted to ask Xiong Zhuangshan to come forward to seek justice, or else his two boys, one of whom was the son-in-law of the Zhao family, would make trouble in Xiaonan Village Well, Zhao's family is backed by a villager from Xiaonan Village, so his family can't get any benefits.
Tang Shou did not agree rashly, but looked at Xiong Zhuangshan's attitude. He knew that Xiong Zhuangshan and the Xiong family had problems, so no matter how he managed it, he had to look at Xiong Zhuangshan's intentions.
Xiong Zhuangshan asked coldly: "I can take the lead in this matter. Since the Zhao family dared to let the married woman steal the Xiong's things, they must be prepared to pay the price. However, I am in the lead, and I don't want someone to stab me in the back .¡±
Father Xiong said: "This matter is all up to Ah Shan. We will do what you say. We must not let people sit on their necks to shit. As for Da Lang, his own wife, I don't understand how to discipline myself, so I will do it this way. Father has to discipline him, if he really doesn¡¯t care about our Xiong¡¯s family, and looks down on Xiong¡¯s family and Da Lang from the bottom of his heart, the Xiong¡¯s family will not force her to stay, let her go find someone better.¡±
With Father Xiong's words, Xiong Zhuangshan knew what to do, and he didn't call the villagers, so Xiong Zhuangshan led the Xiong family and broke into Zhao's house in Xiaonan Village.
Since Xiong Zhuangshan has a reputation that no one dares to provoke in Xinghua Village, it is not a name for nothing. After entering Zhao's house, without even saying a word, he kicked over the steamer, and the uncooked pastries in the pot were scattered everywhere. Several ladies who made pastries screamed in fright.
The two brothers of the Zhao family ran out in a hurry, and when they saw Father Xiong and Mother Xiong, they didn't feel wronged at all, but shouted, "What do you mean?"
Aunt Zhao got out of Xiong's house, threw herself into her brother's arms and wept bitterly, as if she had been greatly wronged.
Zhao's mother and Zhao's father came out when they heard the movement, saw the mess everywhere, and saw that the Xiong family's eyes first had a flash of guilt, and then the perennial sense of superiority in front of the Xiong's family prevailed, and they said outrightly: "Xiong Sixiong Si Niang, What did my aunt do wrong, and let you beat and kill me, this is the Zhao family, not a place for you to be presumptuous!"
Mother Xiong sneered and said: "We are presumptuous, you don't know what good things your Zhao family has done, well, since you don't know, I don't mind talking about it today, so that all the villagers in Xiaonan Village know what kind of family your family is like." !"
The Zhao family still needs face. Although they can persuade married women to steal their mother-in-law's crafts and come back to teach their mother's family, that is because the Xiong family is a soft persimmon. After so many years with her family, they dare not say a word. Thinking that the Xiong family would suffer a lot from this incident, they dared not come to the door.
Father Zhao immediately shouted: "Miss Xiong Si, don't talk nonsense, what have my Zhao family done, and nothing has been done!" Father Zhao threatened faintly: "Think about your Dalang!"
Father Xiong snorted and said, "Second Zhao, you are shameless. You don't want to do things like you, Mrs. Zhao's family, and now you dare to threaten me. Your family is really a good family style. Since a married woman steals her husband's pastry recipe to her natal family, her husband's family Come to the door, since the whole family behaves as it should, we, the Xiong family, dare not take such a tutor and such a lady."
People in Xiaonan Village have heard for a long time that the husband of Xiong Zhuangshan, a Xiong family in Xinghua Village, can make pastries. Many people in Xinghua Village buy pastries from Xiong's house, and they can earn tens of pennies a day if they sell well. For a long time, there were villagers who wanted to go to Xinghua Village to buy some pastries and sell them, but they were afraid that the villagers of Xinghua Village would not let them.
Later, the wife of the Zhao family came back and stayed for three days. The Zhao family learned the art of making pastries. The pastries they made were exactly the same as the ones in Xinghua Village, and the taste was almost the same. The villagers of Xiaonan Village held the mentality of trying. I went out to sell it for a few days, and it was as good as the rumors said, and I could earn dozens of pennies a day. Therefore, they kept silent about the Zhao family's recipe for making cakes, as if they didn't know about it, after all, it was their family's business.
Now that the Xiong family knocked on the door and broke the matter, many people thought, it was so.
Father Zhao's family was flushed with embarrassment, and they didn't notice Father Xiong's words at all. Only Mrs. Xiong was a little silly. Father Xiong said that he didn't want her anymore, Mrs. Xiong shook her head desperately in her heart, no, the Xiong family wouldn't want her, dare not let her go! If you don't want her, Xiong Dalang can't be called a wife.
Mother Xiong said: "Let me ask you, how will you compensate me for the losses you caused after you sold it for a few days?"
Father Zhao actually denied it and said: "Where do you have any evidence to say that my eldest lady stole your family's prescription, and I also said that this prescription was passed down from my family. I didn't take it seriously before, but now I think about itah!"
Father Zhao's words were cut off by a machete for slaughtering sheep and cattle. The machete was more than a foot long and three fingers wide, and it cut off Father Zhao's scalp as soon as it touched it. Father Zhao felt his scalp go cold, and when he looked down, half of his long hair fell on the ground.
Looking up, there is a bloody, strong and strong man who is full of vigor.After all, it was because of Xiong Zhuangshan that the matter went so smoothly. Without him, the villagers of Xiaonan Village would not let it go. In a sense, it also cut off a source of income for the villagers of Xiaonan Village.
"Auntie, take it back. Since you have taught the pastry skills to your family, it belongs to your family. It is your family that has suffered the heaviest loss this time," Tang Shou said.
Xiong Zhuangshan didn't look at the money at all. Mother Xiong knew Erlang's temper, so she should be anxious if she talked too much.
Tang Shou followed Xiong Zhuangshan back home, a little thoughtful, Xiong Zhuangshan asked: "What's wrong?"
"I'm thinking about my fourth sister." Tang Shou blurted out.
"Fourth sister?" Xiong Zhuangshan's tone was suddenly gloomy, his husband was thinking of women!
"Nothat's not what it means." Tang Shou shook his head and waved his hands in fright, like a puppy who has done something wrong to please its master.
Xiong Zhuangshan stepped forward step by step, every step was like stepping heavily on Tang Shou's chest, his fragile heart was trembling in his chest.
"What does that mean?" Xiong Zhuangshan's voice was low, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Tang Shou's lips, full of desire.
There is a wall behind Tang Shou, and there is no way to retreat, "I just saw the situation of my sister-in-law at her mother's house and suddenly thought of my fourth sister. Now that the Xiong family is poor and weak, the situation of my fourth sister with her mother-in-law is probably not much better. A married daughter is after all The most pitiful thing is that her husband's family treats her as a foreigner, and her mother's family also treats her as a foreigner, like a rootless duckweed. I wonder if I can help her."
This answer obviously did not satisfy Xiong Zhuangshan, he raised one corner of his mouth and drew a cruel arc.
He said softly: "Fulang, you are still thinking about women." The complete opposite of Xiong Zhuangshan's tone was his actions, which were rude and violent, and when he was a little short, he carried Tang Shou on his shoulders and smashed into the poor crumbling wooden bed.
"Tang Shou, you are my man in life and my ghost in death, so you can only be my husband. Here, you can only think of me, you know?" Xiong Zhuangshan pressed on Tang Shou violently Movement, one finger pointing to his chest, hot.
"I know I know."
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