Chapter 223 Murongqi Incident

   As for the fruit trees she planted in the backyard some time ago, some of them have indeed already produced fruit, but they still have a long way to go before they mature.

   After returning to Lihua Village, the Murong family resumed their previous life.

   On this day, Murong Lingran and her eldest brother were talking in the main room when there was a knock on the door of their house.

   Murong Zong opened the door and saw that it was Zhuang Qinghe, he quickly led him to the main room, and asked in doubt, "Uncle Qinghe, what happened?"

  Zhuang Qinghe ran in a hurry just now. Although the weather is a little cooler now, he is still sweating profusely. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, but it is hard to say the words when they reach his lips.

   The relationship between the two families is known to the whole village. When he said this, he was in a hurry to make the family embarrassed!

  Seeing his hesitation, Murong Lingran had a bad premonition in his heart, and hesitantly said: "Uncle Qinghe, is it something over there?"

"Yes, it is."

  Zhuang Qinghe saw that they had guessed it, so he did not hide it, looked around the main room, and asked in doubt, "Where is your father?"

   Murong Zong said: "Dad gave his hand medicine in the backyard. Do you want to find him? Then I'll call him here."

  Zhuang Qinghe sighed and said, "No need, it's the same with you. Go tell your grandfather and let him go to your grandma's house quickly. If you don't go, your uncle will be beaten to death by your grandfather."

  Although Murong Qi is a bastard, but after all, it is a life. If he really died, it would not be worth it for his own father to go to jail for that kind of **** son.

   There is still a difference between Mr. Murong and Mrs. Liu. I heard that Mrs. Liu didn't come to their house to make trouble recently. It's all thanks to the old man.

  If the old man has any accident, no one will press Mrs. Liu's head in the future, and the A Zhe family will inevitably suffer some grievances in the future.

   Murong Zong frowned: "Uncle? He's back? Why did Grandpa beat him?"

Zhuang Qinghe shook his head, "I don't know, your grandfather's family has a lot of female dependents, so he can't hold your grandfather, nor dare to pull your grandfather. Someone came to my grandfather to persuade me, but before my grandfather I went out to visit friends in a few days, and when I wasn’t at home, I went over to listen.”

"I only heard your grandfather's furious roar, saying: I'll let you go to that kind of place and beat you to death! I didn't understand the rest. He should have gone to a place he shouldn't go and caused a big disaster. already."

   "I saw that your grandfather broke a pole, Murong Qi's head was broken, and there was a lot of blood on his face, so I'll inform you right away."

   Murong Zong nodded, "Thank you Uncle Qinghe, I know, I'll go tell my father right now."

   "Okay, I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first."

   After Zhuang Qinghe left, Murong Zong went to the backyard and told his father everything he had just said.

   Murongzhe was indeed a little embarrassed after hearing this. They did everything possible to plot against their family, and they would run over whenever something happened, which seemed too spineless, "Azong, do you think we should go there?"

   Murong Zong thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Dad, it's good to have a look in the past. If my uncle is really beaten to death or maimed, leaving orphans and widows, then he may have to rely on our family again."

   Murong Zhe also felt that what the eldest son said was reasonable, and rushed to the parents' house with all the children.

   Before reaching the door, far away, the villagers who had been watching the excitement at the door were surrounded by three layers and three layers of air, and they were talking about the room.