The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Wan Lianxing said: "Just ask Cheng Youning and you'll know?"

However, Cheng Youning insisted that he himself did not know.

Shang Xi looked at the people in the room, "What's going on? Could this fire really be related to Cheng Youning?"

Madam Wan said, "What does it have to do with my grandson? Why do you suspect that my grandson was responsible for the fire in the mansion? If you dare to frame my grandson, I will never forgive you."

Wan Lianxing said helplessly: "Sister-in-law, arson is a serious crime. You must not indulge Cheng Youning. The fire was saved today. Fortunately, no one lives around the ancestral hall, otherwise someone would have died."

Mrs. Wan then shut up and stopped talking.

Shang Xi looked at Cheng Youning who was silent and asked, "Cheng Youning, tell mom, does this have anything to do with you?"

Cheng Youning didn't say anything.

Shang Xi added: "A real man should dare to take responsibility for his actions, unless you didn't do it yourself."

Cheng Youning turned his body away and didn't look at Shang Xi. From this small action, Shang Xi could conclude that it was Cheng Youning who did it.

Shang Xi asked: "Mother asked you, why did you burn the ancestral hall? How did the ancestral hall bother you?"

Cheng Youning then spoke, "Han Nianxia said today that the ancestral hall was built specifically to imprison me, so I must get rid of that ancestral hall."

Shang Xi looked at Han Nianxia in the room. At this time, Han Nianxia didn't dare to look at Shang Xi and turned her body to the side.

Shang Xi said to Cheng Youning, "How could you be so easily convinced by others? Every household has an ancestral hall, which is used to worship our ancestors. It is a place of awe. How could you burn it down? Do you know that arson is a serious crime?"

Cheng Youning asked: "How serious is the crime?"

"The lighter punishment is imprisonment, and the heavier punishment is beheading."

Cheng Youning asked: "Is it illegal to burn down your own ancestral hall?"

Shang Xi said: "Murder and arson are both serious crimes. It doesn't matter whether this thing is your own or not."

Cheng Youning thought for a moment and asked, "So am I going to go to jail or be beheaded?"

Shang Xi said, "Listen to the elders. Mother can't protect you."

Cheng Youning felt scared only at this moment. He stood up and knelt on the ground, "Grandpa, grandma, little grandpa, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me."

Wan Lianxing said: "Cheng Youning, this ancestral hall was built by your grandfather. Your grandfather is the head of the family, so you have to listen to your grandfather on this matter."

At this time, everyone looked at Master Wan. Master Wan's face was very ugly. After a long while, he spoke: "If a son is not well educated, it is the fault of the father. Cheng Youning made a mistake. Cheng Feng and Cheng Youning are guilty of the same crime. However, this is a family matter, so we will deal with it according to the family law. They will each be punished with thirty strokes of the cane and confined to their courtyard for a month."

Mrs. Wan was not happy when she heard this. "Everyone has their own responsibility. What does this have to do with Feng'er? Besides, my grandson is only five years old. He is still too young to know anything. How can he be punished so severely? I don't agree."

Master Wan said, "A loving mother often spoils her child. When I am educating my child, you should not interfere."

Mr. Wan looked very stern and majestic, and Mrs. Wan did not dare to plead for the father and son anymore.

In the middle of the night, Cheng Feng and Cheng Youning were each beaten with thirty sticks. Although the person beating them had shown mercy, the father and son were still severely beaten.

Cheng Youning's face and neck turned pale from the pain, without a trace of blood. He asked Qiao Rong, "Can you see if my butt is still there?"

Qiao Rong looked at Cheng Youning's bloody butt and said, "Yes, it is, but it's a bit tragic. It's already bloody and mangled."

Cheng Youning sighed, "It's better than going to jail or getting beheaded, but it's a pity for my butt. It's been a lot of suffering for me."

Qiao Rong felt sorry for Cheng Youning, but also blamed him for being disobedient. "Who told you to always cause trouble, and when you do, it's always a big one. This time you've implicated the young master badly."

Cheng Youning also knew that he had implicated his father, and he had lost the confidence to speak. He whispered softly, "How is my father?"

Qiao Rong said, "It must be much worse than yours. How much force did the guard use to hit you? How much force did he use to hit the young master?"

At this time, Cheng Feng and Cheng Youning were lying on the bed in the same position, with grim expressions on their faces, and not saying a word.

Shang Xi gave him medicine and asked, "How do you feel?"

Cheng Feng said, "He can't die. How is he?" If he wasn't his biological son, Cheng Feng probably wouldn't bother asking whether Cheng Youning was dead or alive.

Shang Xi said: "You don't have to worry about him. The guards will definitely not beat him to death. They just gave him a harsh lesson this time. But now you can still talk to Qiao Rong in the house."

Cheng Feng said, "There are so many people here, Cheng Youning is bound to cause trouble. I'm under house arrest, and it's not convenient for me to move around. You, go to my uncle's place tomorrow morning and tell him that we should move out and not cause him any more trouble. Only my uncle could cause such a big trouble in the middle of the night. If it were anyone else, he would have kicked us out long ago. Let's be self-aware and move out. Cheng Youning will cause less trouble, and I can live two more years."

Shang Xi looked at Cheng Feng's buttocks which were covered with medicine and still oozing blood and said, "Can't you bear it after suffering for your son once?"

Cheng Feng said: "I can bear it ten times, but I'm afraid that he won't even reach adulthood yet, and I'll be crippled and grounded for a month. Sigh, in the future, don't go out unless you have something to do."

"why?"

"Stay at home with me, otherwise how am I going to get through this month?"

Shang Xi nodded and looked at Cheng Feng, who was really miserable. Who made him have such a son? Cheng Youning really deserved a beating.

On the second day, Shang Xi went to Wan Lianxing.

"Uncle, how about tea?"

Wan Lianxing smiled and nodded: "How are your husband and son?"

Shang Xi was listless at this time. "Cheng Youning has a fever, and Cheng Feng is not much better. Anyway, they are all lying in their respective rooms."

Wan Lianxing asked: "Who is the most miserable?"

Shang Xi looked at Wan Lianxing's gloating eyes, but couldn't say anything. It was Cheng Youning who burned down Wan Lianxing's house. As a mother, she could only report respectfully: "Cheng Feng is a little bit worse off. Cheng Youning still has Qiao Rong to play with him and has people to serve him inside and outside the Banana House. Cheng Feng can't do that. I have to serve him."

"Since you are going to serve Cheng Feng at home, what are you doing here at my uncle's place?"

Shang Xi explained her purpose: "Cheng Feng told me last night to come and tell my uncle this morning that we plan to move out. Cheng Youning always causes trouble for my uncle in your house. Cheng Feng feels guilty, so the best way is to move out. This way, no one can see Cheng Youning and he won't be upset."

Wan Lianxing said: "You two, you just want to leave when you encounter problems. My ancestral hall has been burned to ashes, and the halls on the left and right sides have also been burned halfway. You two just don't care?"