With his hands behind his back, he ate a melon, and the country's fortune soared.

Cuirong felt so choked up after hearing what Shen Nanshan said. She and her boss were both bad at talking.

At this time, being pointed at on the nose and scolded by this well-dressed master, he got so angry that his eyes turned red. He kept saying "you, you, you" for a long time, but he couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

Pan Youdi shook his head secretly at Cuirong's appearance, then looked at Shen Nanshan's clothes and his carriage.

Although she had only learned to read for a few days, she could recognize the word "Shen" on the carriage. She immediately called over another gatekeeper.

After whispering a few words in her ear, the old woman nodded immediately and asked quietly, "Can you do it alone?"

"Okay," Pan Youdi waved his hand at her, "Go quickly. If this old man gets angry, only Miss Atong can handle him."

"Ugh."

The old woman did not dare to delay and hurried inside to look for Atong with her old steps.

Pan Youdi then looked at Shen Nanshan, took a step forward and slapped away Shen Nanshan's hand that was pointing at Cuirong and her daughter, "Hey, those who know you are the head of the Shen family, and those who don't know you would think you are God."

Shen Nanshan looked at the old woman with white hair and wrinkles on her face. He opened his mouth to say something, but was immediately interrupted by the old woman.

"Who do you think you are? Have you ever given Cuirong and her daughter a bite to eat or a penny? You are so self-righteous in meddling in other people's affairs. They want their daughter to go to school, and they need your approval? Is this school opened by your family? Have you asked the Queen?"

"You, you," Shen Nanshan was interrupted by an old woman for the first time, and his temper that he had just suppressed came up again, "You, you are not worthy of being on the stage,"

"You are so presentable, you are so presentable that you come here to bully women, you are so presentable that you come here to spew shit?"

Pan Youdi put his hands on his hips, and his originally hunched back straightened up.

"You seem to be educated, so how come you end up bullying honest people?"

"Bah, you old dog are not qualified to say that," Pan Youdi rolled his eyes, crossed his arms and raised his chin, saying loudly, "You are simply, a disgrace to society!"

Humph, I just heard this word yesterday. It is said that scholars like to curse this the most.

"You, you," Shen Nanshan was so angry that his heart ached. The old woman interrupted what he wanted to say, so he had to point the gun at Cuirong again, "You, woman, must have stolen the money from our family."

"I, I didn't," Cui Rong waved her hands anxiously, "My boss also didn't, either."

"You're lying," Shen Nanshan shouted. Seeing Cuirong's timid and almost crying look, he thought he had guessed right. "You are a woman who is not a faithful wife. You dare to steal money from the family and send your daughter to school privately. You should be asked to open the ancestral hall and apply family law."

Fu Fu watched his mother being scolded and his face turned red with anger. He clenched his fists and was about to take a step forward when he heard a familiar voice.

"Cui Rong, Fu Fu."

"father."

The little girl turned around and saw her father carrying a shoulder pole, and her elder brother following him.

She was like seeing a savior, "Dad, brother, this old man bullied mom, he wronged mom."

The little girl's tender, tearful voice made Zhao Dazhu and his son tremble with fear, and they quickened their pace.

Zhao Dazhu gently placed the pole on the ground, wiped his hands on his trousers, walked to Shen Nanshan with his hands bowed, and said, "Sir, what are you doing?"

"Humph, as the head of the family, you can't control your wife and daughter. You actually let a woman steal money from the family and secretly send your daughter to school. You are unworthy of being a man."

Shen Nanshan spoke confidently, Zhao Dazhu was confused, but he still smiled honestly, "Master, you misunderstood, my wife did not steal money from home, I let Fu Fu come to school."

"Yes," Zhao Haizi walked to his father and bowed.

The boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, was dressed simply but looked quite mature. He said neither servilely nor arrogantly, "Sir, we are from Lotus Village in the suburbs of Beijing. We also have a school in Lotus Village. The other day our teacher said that education should be for all. Now everyone in Daxia can study."

Zhao Haizi took a deep breath, faced Shen Nanshan's angry glare, and continued, "In the future, men will protect their country, and women can also contribute to their country. If men are strong, women will also be strong, and Daxia will have a promising future."

"Nonsense, misleading."

Teng.

Shen Nanshan kicked Zhao Haizi in the chest. The boy was caught off guard and staggered, falling to the ground.

"Son," Cuirong shouted and rushed towards Zhao Haizi.

"Haizi," Zhao Dazhu also hurried to check on his son.

"Bad guy," a childish voice suddenly sounded, "Don't bully my mother, don't bully my father, don't bully my brother, ah,"

Fu Fu yelled and ran towards Shen Nanshan, biting his wrist.

Shen Nanshan waved his hands in pain, but the wild girl refused to let go.

He raised his hand to hit the girl's head, but Pan Youdi was quick to grab Shen Nanshan's arm with both hands, "What do you want to do, old man? Kill someone?"

"roll."

Shen Nanshan pushed Pan Youdi away. Pan Youdi was old after all, and after being pushed by Shen Nanshan, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"You stupid girl," Shen Nanshan couldn't bear the pain from being bitten by Fu Fu, but he was afraid that the child was only five years old and he was afraid that someone would die.

He had no choice but to grab Fu Fu's neck, trying to make her let go, "Let me go."

Fu Fu felt a very strong hand pinching her neck. Soon she couldn't breathe and her little face turned red and purple.

She was afraid that the old man would bully her parents and brother again, so no matter how painful it was, she would not give in.

Shen Nanshan's face was distorted with pain. He grabbed Fu Fu's neck and lifted the dead girl up, trying to throw her out with all his strength.

Suddenly, the hand that was pinching the dead girl's neck felt a sharp pain, and then he completely lost his strength.

Then, the wrist that was severely painful after being bitten by the dead girl was finally rescued. He took a few steps back and held down the wrist that was bleeding profusely.

At this time, Zhao Dazhu and Cuirong finally reacted. They stood up and looked at their daughter who was held in the arms of the young woman.

The little girl's face was purple and red, and she looked like she had stopped breathing.

"Fu Fu," Cui Rong's sharp roar made everyone's heart tremble.

Pan Youdi struggled to get up from the ground, and walked towards Zhao Haizi to help him up. "What's wrong with Fu Fu?"

Seeing the little girl's purple face, her lips trembled, and she turned her head and looked at Shen Nanshan fiercely, "You beast."

Snap, snap.

Pan Youdi slapped Shen Nanshan twice, her face full of tears. "Fu Fu is only five years old, how could you do that to her? Five years old, she is only five years old,"

When Shen Zhongyue arrived, he saw Pan Youdi kneeling on the ground in grief, Cuirong fainted in Zhao Dazhu's arms, and Zhao Haizi staring at his uncle with pale lips and bloodshot eyes.

Also, there was the little girl with a purple face who was held horizontally in the arms of the girl wearing an evil ghost mask.

He saw his uncle's cheeks swollen and he turned around in panic, staggering and sticking his butt out trying to climb into the carriage.

Shen Zhongyue sighed heavily, and he quickly walked to the secret guard, "I have a way to save her, hand her over to me."