Evil Sister in Charge: As long as you are thick-skinned, you can eat meat every meal

"Oh my God? What are you guys doing? Stop it right now! Stop it now!"

Song Xiangqi came out with a gloomy face and saw the mess in the yard. He looked up and saw that the roof of his house was also hit by lightning?

Then he saw a dark shadow coming towards his head. A vase was thrown by someone and almost hit his head. If he had not dodged quickly, his head would have been bleeding.

But the current Mrs. Song, Zheng Xinxuan, who was following behind him, was not so lucky, because Song Xiangqi dodged and the big vase hit her feet directly and broke into two pieces.

"Master, oooo! My feet hurt so much!" Zheng Xinxuan had been pampered for so many years, and had never suffered such an injury before. She felt a piercing pain in the soles of her feet, and tears immediately came down.

Her precious son was beaten into a pig's head as soon as he went out of the house. It was all the fault of that little bitch Song Luoyi. She just wanted to call her back for a meal, but she didn't even give her the face!

Marry her off sooner or later, so that she won’t block the way for his daughter Chuxue!

"Mom, are you okay? Go call a doctor quickly! Why are you hiding here?" Song Chuxue noticed that her mother's feet were bleeding, and she shouted to the servants who were hiding in the yard.

"Dad, Mom's feet are bleeding. What's going on? Why did the Qiao family come to our house and smash things? What's going on with my brother?"

Song Chuxue felt that she was really unlucky today and was extremely anxious. She saw that the small garden she had spent a lot of money to build was now bald, the swing frame that she had just built was pushed to the ground, and the roofs of several rooms were gone. It was such a mess that she just wanted to close her eyes and faint.

"This is too much, stop it!" Song Xiangqi was so heartbroken when he saw his wife's feet bleeding that he threw his sleeves and rushed to the door.

As a result, as soon as he reached the gate, his father hit him on the head with a stick. A big bump immediately appeared on his head and he grimaced in pain.

Song Chuxue and Zheng Xinxuan, who were following behind him, were terrified. They thought the old man was here to support their family. Even if he disliked them, they were still members of the Song family after all.

Others have bullied him right at his doorstep, and the old man is a man who cares about his reputation, so he will definitely protect them. After all, this is a father-son relationship!

"Dad, why did you hit me? The Qiao family is too bullying. Look at what has become of my beautiful yard!"

"It's fine if you don't defend me, but you attacked me without knowing right or wrong. Are you really blind?"

Song Xiangqi was almost pissed off by his father's actions. Not only did he not help his son, but he also attacked him as soon as they met. He must have listened to the instigation of those two little beasts and that's why he treated him like this.

The main thing is that Song Xiangqi doesn’t know that the collapsed roof of his house was basically the work of his father, so hitting him with a stick is considered a light punishment.

"I think you are the one who is going too far. An elder is attacking a younger person, and in front of the people of the Northern Dynasty. You are going backwards as you grow older!"

"You! I don't even want to say anything to you. If the emperor knows what happened today, you'll be punished!"

"Changfeng, Roy, go and get that little beast out and hand him over to Master Qiao!" Song Hancheng didn't even bother to glance at his son and waved to his grandchildren.

"Yes! We will complete the task!" Song Changfeng and Song Luoyi looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths and acted quickly.

"No! You can't do this!"

"Your Highness, I know you have never liked me, and you also don't like the two children I gave birth to, but Chang Rui is your grandson after all. He was injured today. If you hand him over to Master Qiao, will he still be alive?"

Zheng Xinxuan didn't care about the pain in her feet and knelt down at Song Hancheng's feet, crying loudly.

When Song Chuxue saw her mother kneeling down, she quickly knelt down beside Zheng Xinxuan and lowered her head to hide the resentment and anger in her eyes.

They are also his father's children. Why did their grandfather dislike her and her brother since they were young? Why!

"You are wrong. I only have Changfeng as my grandson. I don't recognize any other grandson. This has never changed and will never change. Do you understand?"

"I hate greedy people, I hate stupid people who don't know what's right, and I hate people who don't know what's right. You, Zheng Xinxuan, have all of these characteristics!"

"If a person is stupid, the children he gives birth to will also be stupid. Don't even think about me recognizing you in this life!"

Song Hancheng's words were like a bolt from the blue, which immediately drained Zheng Xinxuan's energy and spirit. She sat down on the ground and stared at the ground blankly.

Such a long time has passed. She thought that as time has changed, the children have grown up after all. She would rather give face to others than to others. In the end, King Wu'an would definitely recognize the two children.

He would also seek a good way out for his children, but he didn't expect that after so much time has passed, the old man is still so stubborn and doesn't leave any room for negotiation when speaking.

"Dad, Chuxue is still here. You can't say that. It will hurt the child's heart!" Song Xiangqi felt so distressed when he saw Song Chuxue crying silently.

"That's your child, not mine. What does it have to do with me?" Song Hancheng is a man who will stick to his principles once he has made up his mind about something. He hates people who challenge his rules, even if they are his son.

"Grandfather, the person is here!" Song Changfeng carried Song Changrui over like a chicken and threw him directly at Song Hancheng's feet.

"Old buddy, come in. You and your daughter shouldn't peek. Come in and see. You can see more clearly!" Song Hancheng turned his head and shouted towards the door.

Qiao Wenyuan and Zhou Sisi then came in from outside. Both of them felt a little embarrassed, mainly because when Song Hancheng came in just now, he told them to wait at the door. He would go in and teach his rebellious son a lesson first, and they could come in when he called them.

People are gossipy. The father and daughter leaned on the door frame and peeked at the whole process of Song Hancheng training his son. It was of course a bit embarrassing to be caught.

"Huaijing, tell the brothers to stop!" Qiao Wenyuan said to the three Wangs. Wang Huaijing immediately trotted over to tell the brothers who were still sabotaging the Song Mansion that the big devil had told them to stop.

Zhou Sisi didn't realize how destructive these nephews were until she entered the yard. They were comparable to the Erha demolition team! They were young after all! They were in good health and had endless energy!

"I won't say any more nonsense. My little girl was almost hurt by you today. I want to pay her for the mental damages and psychological trauma, right?"

"And the fuse of everything was your son's rude words, and my little girl started to fight. If a son is not well-educated, it is the father's fault. It is not too much to beat you with a hundred sticks, right?"

"I know that you two have a deep bond as father and son. I'll use these 100 sticks to either beat you or your son. What do you choose?"

Zhou Sisi secretly gave Qiao Wenyuan a thumbs up. Woohoo! Money is coming!