Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

The servants brought the dishes one after another. He Yanhe didn't say a word and no one dared to pick up their chopsticks.

"Lao Bai, go to the ancestral hall and take that waste out!" Lao Bai is the housekeeper of the old house and has followed He Yanhe for decades. The waste that He Yanhe mentioned is He Yanyu.

As soon as He Yanyu came back from abroad, he was thrown into the ancestral hall by the old man and made to kneel down as punishment. All the bad things he did abroad, such as eating, drinking, gambling, and even contracting apricot disease, were heard by the old man.

"Yes," Lao Bai accepted the order and turned to walk towards the ancestral hall.

"Thank you, Dad!" Their son was finally going to be released, and He Xiaoyan and his wife couldn't hide their joy.

The old man was furious when he saw the second son's family. He slammed his crutches violently and yelled at He Xiaoyan and his wife, "What kind of useless things have you taught!"

Mr. and Mrs. He Xiaoyan hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to breathe or speak again. They knew they were in the wrong and could not straighten their backs.

Finally, He Yanhe's eyes fell on He Yanlang again and he cursed, "They are all useless things, not worthy of being put on the table. The He family has lost all their face because of you beasts."

"Cough cough..." Perhaps because he was too excited, the old man started coughing.

Everyone's eyes turned to the old man, calling out eagerly, "Dad."

Some are real, some are fake.

He Yanqing stood up and rubbed the old man's back, "Grandpa, don't get excited."

He Xiaohuang poured some tea and handed it to the old man, "Dad, drink some water!" Then he looked at the people below and said with the attitude of a patriarch, "Second and fifth sons, you should each take care of your own sons and worry less about dad!"

The implication is that his own son is the only one who can make him worry-free.

Liu Yayun quickly flattered him, "Big brother is so lucky. He raised his children well and gave birth to such an excellent child like Yan Qing."

He Xiaoyan quickly followed suit: "Old Five and I are so unlucky. We each gave birth to such a useless person who brings shame to the family!" As he said this, he looked at He Yanlang meaningfully.

He Xiaoyan knew that his son He Yanyu was beyond saving, and that the incompetent Adou had been sentenced to death by his old man. He could only choose to take sides, choose to stand on the boss' side and safeguard his future interests.

He Yanlang's indifferent face finally showed some reaction. He was not afraid at all. The corners of his mouth turned up, staring at his second uncle He Xiaoyan and sneered, "Oh? The eldest uncle and the second uncle can have children by themselves, so don't involve my dad."

He Xiaoyi and Lan Meiyu couldn't suppress the smiles.

Lan Meiyu scolded her son in a low voice: "Alang!"

He Xiaoyan: "You...you..." He pointed at He Yanlang and couldn't utter a word for a long time, "You are such a disrespectful thing! Dad...look..."

"Enough!" The old man showed his power again, and the air became quiet again.

Lao Bai has already brought He Yanyu in.

He Yanyu nodded slightly, lowered his head, and called softly, "Grandpa."

The old man didn't even look at him. He just stood there stupidly, not daring to sit down or make a sound.

"This is a family dinner, not your Shura field!" The old man scolded, "What sin have I, He Yanhe, committed? You are all brothers and sisters, but you fight with each other all day long, frame each other and kill each other. Where is your humanity? Have you been eaten by dogs? You are a bunch of devils!"

"Grandpa, you can just scold the eldest uncle and the second uncle! There's no need to involve my family!" He Yanlang picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Everyone was obediently enduring the old man's scolding, but he was the only one who looked calm and indifferent.

He Xiaoyi and Lan Meiyu had no intention of getting involved in this power struggle. However, just because they didn't want to, it didn't mean that others would let them go.

The old man became even angrier and swung his crutch towards He Yanlang. He Yanlang dodged it lightly and the crutch fell at He Yanyu's feet, scaring He Yanyu so much that he trembled all over.

He Yanlang looked at He Yanyu's useless appearance and found it extremely funny.

"What kind of bastard are you?" The old man transferred his anger to He Yanlang again. He had not finished his work last night.

"What kind of bastard am I? Grandpa, I am the same bastard as you are." He began to fight back fearlessly.

"He Xiaoyi, Meiyu, if the two of you don't care about this rebellious son, do you want me to do it myself?" The old man couldn't stand it anymore and started to call for help.

Lan Meiyu quickly stood up and slapped He Yanlang on the head, "Shut up!"

He Yanlang became more obedient and leaned lazily on the back of his chair.

He Xiaoyi stood up, picked up the cane on the ground, went straight to the old man and knelt down, offering the cane to the old man with both hands, "Dad, I don't teach my son well, you beat me to calm down."

He needs to give the old man a way out.

He Yanhe took the crutch and hit him hard. He Xiaoyi frowned. It hurt so much.

The old man raised his cane again and was about to hit him, but He Yanlang grabbed it with one hand.

"Everyone is responsible for his own actions!" He knelt down next to He Xiaoyi.

He Xiaoyi: Making trouble?

Her wife said that he took the punishment for the rebellious son, so they could kiss each other at night, and he came to make trouble?

The old man raised his cane and was about to hit He Yanlang, but He Xiaoyi held the cane again. He was very strong and the old man couldn't beat him, but the old man couldn't let anyone see that he couldn't do it.

"Dad, you hit me. I whipped Alang 20 times last night and he still has wounds on his body. If you continue to hit him, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it."

No matter how hard the old man tried, he couldn't pull out his crutch.

"let go!"

"Dad, hit me!"

"let go!"

He Xiaoyi knelt and moved forward a few steps, getting closer to He Yanhe, "Dad, hit me!"

"I told you to let go!" the old man yelled again.

"Oh oh oh..." He Xiaoyi quickly let go.

The old man was so angry that he gasped for breath, pointing at the father and son and saying in great grief, "I think you rebellious sons and grandsons are going to piss me off to death!"

As if he felt that scolding the father and son alone was not enough, he looked around at the people in the room, "You...you all can't wait for me to die and want to inherit my property. I tell you, if you want the property, don't fight against each other or kill each other. Show your strength. I, He Yanhe, only look at strength! Whoever can continue to expand my hard work will have the right of inheritance."

"Grandpa, please stop talking. Drink some water and calm down. The food has been served for so long. It will get cold if you don't eat it now." He Yanqing brought the tea again and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the tea, looked up at He Yanqing, and the expression on his face finally eased a little, "Only you can make me, the old man, worry less."

"Grandpa, let Uncle Wu and Alang go back to their seats to eat. Yanyu has been kneeling for a whole day and a night without eating." He Yanlang's voice was as gentle as his appearance, making people feel comfortable as if they were bathed in spring breeze.

He Yanhe waved his hand and said, "Forget it, everyone take a seat."

Everyone returned to their seats.

Liu Yayun felt sorry for her son and quickly reached out to He Yanyu, asking about his well-being.

Lan Meiyu also stood up to help He Xiaoyi, who had just been hit by a crutch.

He Xiaoyi felt wronged, "Wife, it hurts."

Lan Meiyu lowered her head and whispered, "Husband, you are amazing."

"You promised to come home and kiss tonight."

"Uh-huh."

He Yanlang: ...

He Yanlang's parents were in a bad mood. He was clearly whipped 20 times last night and his whole body was in pain, but his mother didn't help him, but helped his father. It seemed that he was just an accident to them since he was born. He Yanlang returned to his seat alone with his tail between his legs.

He Yanyu was sitting opposite him. He Yanyu felt uneasy when he just glanced at him, and he trembled: "Second...Second brother!"

He smiled. He didn't mean to scare He Yanyu.

Liu Yayun looked at her son being frightened, and she was very unconvinced. She started again, "Isn't Yan Yu the same as you? He just likes playing with women a little bit, but he is young and has no ability to distinguish, so he got the disease."

With a mother like him? It would be strange if He Yanyu didn't become a useless scum.

He Yanlang wanted to fight back again, but Lan Meiyu held his hand, shook her head, and said softly, "The old man has just calmed down. Do you really want to piss him off to death and become an unfilial descendant?"

He Yanlang endured it.

It was called a family dinner, but it was like a company meeting, and everyone's focus was still on the status of their own companies.

"Yan Qing, how are you and Miss Lou Er?" asked the old man.

He Yanqing put down his chopsticks. He had been sitting upright with a gentle expression. "The only thing left is for our parents to meet."

"Old Bai, ask Master Zhou to calculate a good date. Xiao Yan and Li Xia, you two can find some time to set up a meeting with the parents of both sides to finalize Yan Qing's engagement."

The Lou family is also one of the most powerful families in Longcheng. Both the old man and He Xiaohuang are very satisfied with this marriage, but no one cares about He Yanqing's opinion.

Enterprises need to form strong alliances through various means of alliances, jointly resist external risks, and go further and longer.

"Alang is about to graduate, and the youngest of the Ouyang family is the same age as him. Xiao Yi, Meiyu, and Alang, come with me to visit him tomorrow."

He Yanlang's hand froze as he picked up the food. He raised his eyes and stared at the old man sitting at the main seat. "Is Grandpa going to reach out to me?"

Marriage, interesting.

"What do you mean?" He Yanhe scolded, "You can't calm down, can you?"

"It's nothing, I just don't want to be arranged!" he replied with a cold face.

With a "bang", the old man slammed the dining table, pointed his cane at He Yanlang, and once again became furious, "This is not up to you!"