Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

"Uu——"

Qi Sheng reined in his horse and glanced at the situation at the door from his horse's back. Especially when he saw his guards lying on the ground, his brows were furrowed and his face darkened.

After glancing at the onlookers, whose eyes were either mocking, contemptuous, or disgusted... his face darkened even more, and the hand holding the reins unconsciously tightened.

Finally, his eyes fell on the parties involved in the conflict. Meng stared at him with an unwavering expression, with a look that said "we'll settle the score later". Anger burned in his heart, but he suppressed it, and his face became even more stinky.

Then he glanced at a woman with a haggard face, who was so ordinary that she couldn't be more ordinary. His indifferent gaze met hers and he quickly set his eyes on the young man's face.

From the boy's appearance, we can see that he is somewhat similar to himself when he was young, but he is indifferent inside.

Although he has few sons, his fatherly love will not overflow all of a sudden and he will not worship his sons like "ancestors". But it is undeniable that he is indeed somewhat happy about this son. He looks different from ordinary peasants and looks like a scholar.

Qi Sheng didn't know much about the mother and son, and he didn't know that Da Hu was already a student. If he knew, he might have looked up to him a little more. After all, he was born a peasant and envied those who could read and write.

In his current situation, it is difficult for him to climb up the social ladder, but if one of his sons could enter the imperial court and take the path of a civil servant, his achievements in the future would surely surpass his own, and he would surely bring honor to the family, and he would not be ashamed of his ancestors.

Everyone was waiting for Qi Sheng's next move, and all eyes were focused on him. Qi Sheng was rarely the center of attention, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Qi Sheng did not dismount. Relying on his current advantage, he looked down at everyone from a high position, his back straighter than ever before, in order to strengthen his momentum.

"Who is causing trouble here?"

Aunt Qi didn't know whether she was used to seeing officials or Qi Sheng hadn't practiced enough, but she was not intimidated. Instead, she felt like she was watching a show, a bit like what Daye's wife had said about the cat painting a tiger.

It's just a paper tiger, nothing to be afraid of.

Aunt Qi also straightened her back, and after feeling the encouragement from Hua Xizi's hand, she opened up her aura and sneered, "Qi Gousheng, who are you trying to scare?

Do you think we are timid and easy to fool because we come from the countryside?

Tsk! We are all peasants, so don't criticize each other."

Qi Sheng was so angry that he shouted, "How dare you!"

Qi Sheng then looked at the woman in front of him. The pretty girl in his memory seemed to be two different people. The girl in front of him had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, a sallow complexion, gray hair, and strands of white hair hidden in her black hair.

She was obviously a few years younger than him, but now she looked like a generation apart from him.

In response to this, Qi Sheng inadvertently revealed disdain and disgust in his eyes, which happened to be caught by someone who was observing his expression. Among them, Meng was very satisfied with this.

Aunt Qi said she didn't care and it didn't matter.

Da Hu secretly clenched his fists: A restless man really needs to be buried in the ground before he can settle down. It’s time for the man who was declared dead more than ten years ago to return to his original trajectory.

Such a man is not worthy of my mother. He should find a companion for her. There is no need to stay with her for such a hypocritical man. He - is not worthy!

Aunt Qi suddenly felt a little itchy on the tip of her nose, and she was afraid that a sneeze would affect her momentum, so she held it back.