The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

Gu Qinghuai could see that when his father and second uncle knew his true identity, although they were very excited, they also felt awkward and inferior.

Especially in front of their grandmother and the Cui family, the two brothers were always a little hesitant and lacked that natural, confident and relaxed feeling.

Maybe they are afraid that their mother will be disappointed in them.

The two babies she loved so much, the royal descendants she had placed her hopes on, turned out to be just two humble farmers and mud-legged peasants.

It's no wonder. They have been farmers digging for food in the soil all their lives, and they are not well fed or clothed. After decades of poverty and destitution, they suddenly find out that they are descendants of the royal family of the Nanjing Kingdom. The gap is really hard to adapt to.

But they are only in their late 40s, and there are still endless possibilities in life.

Gu Qinghuai hopes that they will boldly do what they are good at and what they like.

I hope they can wash away the dust and become dazzling even in the most humble and inconspicuous profession.

"Sister Xiaohuai, which country is China?" Qi Yuanshuo looked at her deeply with his phoenix eyes.

He likes the night.

With the cover of night and candlelight, he could always look at her without restraint.

He had noticed very early on that Sister Xiaohuai was very different from the people of Daxia Country. Perhaps she had some connection with that Hua Country?

The others also looked at Gu Qinghuai with curiosity.

To the north of Daxia Kingdom are the Northern Barbarians, to the northwest are the Canglang, to the south is the Nanfeng Kingdom, to the west is the Xirong, and to the southwest is the Xuanyue Kingdom. They have never heard of the Hua Kingdom.

Gu Qinghuai had already thought of an excuse, so he said calmly: "It may be a foreign country across the ocean. I have read about it in ancient books before."

"Oh, I see," Qi Yuanshuo's eyes flashed and he nodded slightly.

Gu Qinghuai quickly changed the subject, "Dad, don't work too hard. Do what you can." The pursuit of dreams cannot come at the cost of destroying your body. If your body collapses, everything is gone.

"Don't worry, Huai'er. Father knows what he is doing. He will study hard, grow good crops, and take good care of himself." Gu Heng's heart was excited. He wished he could do something successful right away so that his mother could see that even if her son was just a peasant, he was the most capable one.

Nangong Yun looked at him with loving eyes and a look of relief.

What Gu Heng didn't know was that Nangong Yun had no dissatisfaction with her two sons. On the contrary, she was very proud of them.

Although her two sons struggled to survive in the mud, they still maintained their kindness, integrity, diligence and simplicity, and still had a sincere and grateful heart, which was the most rare thing.

Unlike Liu Damai's sons, who were cunning, lazy, greedy and evil, and lived like the lowest and most vulgar people.

Gu Qinghuai chuckled, "Okay, that thousand acres of land is not too far away. Father, Gu Buyi will be your mount from now on. It is very strong and very human. You can ride it as you like."

Gu Heng certainly knew what Gu Buyi was capable of, so he laughed and said, "Okay, Dad will ride on the donkey to farm!"

Zhoujia Village.

Zhou Deming sat in the yard, looking at the tall trees outside the yard swaying in the wind, with a look of despair on his face.

At this time, his mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, half of his body was paralyzed, and he had difficulty walking.

The doctor said he had a stroke, but he was only 26 years old. Is this what will happen to his life?

Strangely enough, he was not the only one in Zhou's family who suffered a stroke.

His father Zhou Genrong, his uncle Zhou Genchang, and his eldest cousin Zhou Duojin all suffered a stroke on the same day. Their Zhou family is now in chaos and has become a laughing stock for the entire village.

If that day hadn't happened, would everything still be fine?

That day, he and his aunt Zhang Guiling were making passionate love in the old place. When it was getting intense, suddenly a large group of villagers rushed over and surrounded them.

At that moment, he and Zhang Guiling were both shocked.

They were obviously doing it very secretly and hadn't been discovered for so many times, so how come they were suddenly caught in the act?

Could it be that Zhang Guiling was screaming too loudly and someone heard her?

At that moment he hated Zhang Guiling.

Without her, there wouldn't be such an embarrassing day.

Next, Zhang Guiling screamed in fear and huddled into a ball, not daring to look up.

He was naked and was knocked to the ground by his uncle's punch.

The uncle was like an angry beast. He pulled his hair and punched him repeatedly, calling him a beast and a beast for cuckolding his own uncle.

His father was afraid that his uncle would beat him to death, so he stepped forward to stop them. However, his cousin Zhou Duojin immediately pounced on him and beat his father. Then the four of them fought together, with their heads broken and bleeding.

The villagers were all standing by, pointing and watching, and no one stepped forward to stop the fight.

Later, the clan elders and the village head came and separated them.

The clan elder was so angry that he vomited blood. He ordered his men to tie him and his aunt-in-law up and prepare to put them in a pig cage.

My uncle and Zhou Duojin beat my aunt so hard that she was barely alive.

His father and two children knelt before the tribe elder and begged tearfully. After begging for a long time, the tribe elder agreed to let them go.

After all, their family has a scholar named Zhou Duowen. If they really put Zhang Guiling in a pig cage and offend Zhou Duowen, it would be of no benefit.

Unexpectedly, that night, all four of them, uncle, nephew, suffered a stroke and became disabled.

The villagers said that the four of them had a fight and injured themselves, which was why that happened.

Some people also say that they are immoral and that this is God's will and a punishment from their ancestors.

From then on, their family became the biggest joke in the village, and everyone pointed and whispered about them when they saw them.

My aunt-in-law Zhang Guiling had an iron chain locked around her feet and was tied up at home like a dog, taking care of the two people who had suffered strokes.

Her eldest daughter-in-law, Feng, beat and scolded her every day, but she dared not fight back.

With a creak, the courtyard door opened and Fang Luzhen walked in.

The woman who was beaten and kicked by him in the past now acts arrogantly in front of him and does not take him seriously at all.

Seeing that his saliva had flowed onto his clothes on his chest, Fang Luzhen raised her hand and slapped him twice.

Zhou Deming was so angry that his veins were bulging. He stared at her angrily and wanted to hit her, but he couldn't even lift his hands.

Fang Luzhen sneered, "Why? It hurts? It's shameful? When you hit me before, did you ever think that I would feel pain too? Look, all these scars on my body are left by you, and I even broke a rib. I just slapped you twice, and you couldn't bear it? Where's your ability? You dared to have an affair with your aunt, so why don't you have the courage to hit me anymore?"

"Ugh—" Zhou Deming wanted to raise his hand to hit Fang Luzhen, but his own strength caused him to fall off the chair and fall to the ground.

"Knock, knock, knock" the sound of a stick hitting the wall came from the house. Fang Luzhen curled the corners of his mouth and walked into the house.

The inner room was filled with the stench of feces and urine. Zhou Genrong was also lying on the bed with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes.

He held a stick in his hand, glared at Fang Luzhen fiercely, and then pointed at the toilet.

Fang Luzhen picked up the toilet bucket, walked out of the inner room, and poured the bucket of feces and urine directly on Zhou Deming's head.

"Ah...Ahhh..." Zhou Deming lay on the ground and vomited repeatedly.

While Zhou Deming was vomiting, Fang Luzhen picked up a longer stick and went into the inner room, beating Zhou Genrong until he screamed.

Fang Luzhen poked Zhou Genrong's forehead with a stick and said sternly, "Old man, do you remember how you beat me before? You actually instigated your son to beat me hard! Look, have I been beaten into submission by you? Remember! If you dare to yell at me or stare at me again, I will dig out your eyeballs and feed them to your son!"