Everyone knows that Zhao Benzhong has a grudge against Zhao Suxian, and is afraid that the only one of his young daughters is not known. Every time during the holidays, the old man raised a cup and said he would take a few sips, only Zhao Suxian dared to persuade him.

Zhao Suxian's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed. In the past, Zhao Benzhong would not respond to her at all, and all pretended not to hear it. Today, not only responded, but also spoke extremely sternly. Facing the eyes of people all over the table, Zhao Suxian replied awkwardly: "Dad, everything about Shang Yang is related to my educational problems. Although he often caused trouble in the past, he was not bad in nature, especially since he has been selling fruits in the past two years. Sometimes he even went out to work part-time to do something else, which was not involved in going to prison..."

Zhao Benzhong snorted coldly and said without any rush: "You need to say it, I won't say it anymore. I have lived for almost seventy years. I'm still more accurate in looking at people. He... I'll see that day sooner or later!"

"Your education? What kind of education do you know? If you have a little conscience, then..."

As he spoke, his words suddenly stopped. He didn't want to mention the original thing again, but it came to his heart and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

As a son-in-law, Wu Gang didn't hear anything.

Zhao Rui also wanted to smooth things over, but found that others didn't speak, and as a junior, he shouldn't have opened his mouth.

Zhao Suxian's face also became stiff and she became much more depressed.

"Don't call me dad in the future, I'm so embarrassed!"

Zhao Benzhong said another heavy sentence, then picked up the wine glass and took a big sip again.

At this moment, Zhao Suxian's eyes suddenly turned red. No one could understand what it felt like to be said by her father. Besides, she herself regretted what she did at the beginning. It was not to elope, but to make Shang Yang suffer for so many years. She gritted her teeth and held back her tears.

"Suxian, please apologize to dad..."

The eldest sister Zhao Sumei, who was sitting next to her, whispered to remind her, constantly whispering her eyes, obviously extinguishing the old man's anger.

The sound was not loud, but it was extremely clear at the dining table where eight people sat.

"No, I can't bear it!"

Before anyone could speak, Zhao Benzhong spoke again: "I have not been under my control since twenty years ago. I am just a terrible old man who has no power and no position. Why do I apologize to me? Zhao Suxian is so strong that no one can control it. I can't even take care of what I have determined. I apologize to me, I am afraid of losing my life..."

"Isn't it over?"

From the very end of the table, an emotionless voice suddenly appeared, cold, numb, with a rushing anger. It was Shang Yang. No matter how he was outside, he had never taken the initiative to publish anything when he walked into this door. He would listen to whatever others said. Even if Zhao Benzhong was cold-eyed, he just didn't hinder his eyes. He just found a corner to sit by himself.

But today I couldn't bear it, so I gritted my teeth and said, "What a big deal? It's been more than twenty years since my mother left back then. She raised me alone for so many years. She was hard and tired. She cried secretly in the middle of the night. No matter how difficult life is, she never asked you for anything. Every time I come, I have to listen to you and see your eyes. She has to pretend to be a smile. Every time I enter the door, I work like a servant. Two years ago, when you were sick, she sat outside the ward day and night for two days. She embarrassed you, made you unable to raise your head, and made you lose your face."

"But isn't it enough to atone for more than twenty years? The war has only been fought for eight years. How many years have my mother heard you scold you? Why do you torture her if you have a child without marriage?

"Shang Yang!"

Zhao Suxian, who was sitting next to him, was extremely shocked when he heard him talking, turned his head in disbelief, and looked a little unfamiliar with Shang Yang in front of him.

Zhao Benzhong also gritted his teeth and said, "Look, look, this is the child you have educated...haha!"

In an instant, everyone turned their heads and looked at Shang Yang's face.

"Yes, this is the child my mother and Comrade Zhao educated!"

Shang Yang did not give anyone a chance to continue speaking, and clearly felt the blood flowing in the blood vessels, and his body was about to explode. He tried his best to restrain his tone and said: "For so many years, I have not been successful. I did not have good grades when I was in school, fought, and skipped classes. When I was in the high school, I had no teachers in the school to ask me, so I was treated as a plague god and avoided classes."

"But...why...what...this is!"

Shang Yang said it word by word, his voice was unprecedentedly loud, his eyes staring at the dining table, he didn't care about anyone, and he said again: "I fight, my mother often goes to the bureau, I can't go to school, my mother visits one by one, I broke other people's children, my mother goes to apologize to you, but this is all my business, what does it have to do with you? What qualifications do you have to say here?"

"Shang Yang... shut up!"

Zhao Suxian's face turned red with an anxious look, she was already sitting upright and shouted extremely sternly.

"Shang Yang, are there any rules for you to talk to your grandpa like this?"

Zhao Sumei roared angrily, her angry expressions were written on her face.

"Close your mouth and get out if you can't stay there. There is no place for you to speak here!"

Zhao Suju, who is the most woman on weekdays, also shouted angrily.

Zhao Benzhong raised his hand, stared at Shang Yang's face and said, "Don't... let him say, I want to see how rebellious this disaster star can be!"

"I am, it's useless, but please remember that it has nothing to do with my mother's education, not at all. No matter how you think about it, from my perspective, she is a good mother, the best in the world..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Suxian raised his hand tremblingly and hit Shang Yang's face. His hands, who had been cleaning the hospital for many years, were very heavy. He spared no effort to make five bright red finger marks appear on Shang Yang's face.

This is the only time Zhao Suxian takes action in so many years!

No matter what happened before, she had never touched a hair of Shang Yang.

Looking at the handprints on my face, my heart was bleeding.

He said with tears in his eyes, "Shut up, go out, hurry up!"

At this moment, Shang Yang's heart was also surging. He suddenly felt so sad that he couldn't say. Perhaps after living for so many years, he had never become the pride of this single mother.

"Say, keep talking!"

Zhao Benzhong's face turned purple and his eyes became more and more sharp. When he walked into this door, he was the supreme king. No one dared to disobey his ideas, and no one dared to talk back. This was the first time!

Shang Yang shut up and slowed down for a few seconds, suppressing the bitterness that was about to surge into his throat.

He said with red eyes, "As an elder, I should respect you, and anyone should respect you, but do you have the same kindness as an elder, and you don't know what you mean? I don't see any kindness, kindness, and generousness in you. If you think that letting me enter this door is the greatest gift to me, then you are wrong, and you are very wrong!"

Shang Yang's voice was like thunder, and he said without a pause: "From the day I was born, I have not felt any love from my grandfather. You can say that I am cold and cold-blooded, and you can even call me not a human being or a beast, but I also want to say: I can't go in this door, I won't lose a piece of flesh or a layer of skin, you won't be angry, I won't be upset..."

"But you can't treat my mother like this. Her respect for you has not received any help for so many years. Instead, I've been neglected once and once. I believe that people's hearts are full of flesh. I don't know whether you are yours. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't help. We live a happy life in poverty. But even if you are a stranger, you work hard every time you come, and you shouldn't treat it with this attitude."

"What do you think of my mother? What do you think of yourself?"

He still sternly and the sound of the voices and colors makes people's hearts tremble.

Zhao Suxian, who was sitting next to him, was already covering her face and crying in silence.

Zhao Benzhong, who was in front, was frozen in place, motionless.

Zhao Rui was stunned. Unexpectedly, this younger brother, who had never been conspicuous, could even say such shocking words.

"Wu Gang, you are a fool. This child who has never had a father since childhood just deserves a beating. You can beat him! Go and beat him quickly!"

Zhao Sumei was speechless and was already unsteady and kept pushing her husband next to her.

Wu Gang did not recover from his senses. He had been in this house for the longest time. It was also the first time he discovered that Shang Yang, who had loved to cause trouble since childhood, could actually make people so bolt from the blue.

Zhao Suju grinded her teeth and pointed at Shang Yang and scolded: "You little beast, brother-in-law, beat him..."

"No need to rush, I'll leave myself!"

Before Wu Gang stood up, Shang Yang had already stood up and stepped out of the seat. Looking at his mother who was already covered in rain, he felt a pain in his heart, and a layer of mist was covered in his eyes. He stared at Zhao Benzhong at the front and said, "There is one thing you said wrong. I was sent to jail. Now I can tell you clearly, no, absolutely not. Not only that, I will live well, better than anyone else. Now I am poor and not good. Let's start counting with my fingers today. Five years... If I don't live like a person within five years, kneel in front of you and admit my mistake."

"Finally, I apologize to you..."

After Shang Yang finished speaking, he slowly bent his waist towards Zhao Benzhong: "You are an elder, I am a polite, but I don't think this is wrong..."

After he said that, he slowly straightened his waist, turned around, and walked straight to the door. Every time he took a step, his heart felt like a steel needle was stabbed in his heart, and blood continued to flow. When he walked to the door, he opened the door. He stepped outside the door, and his body stopped again. There was only the endless crying sound, his fists tightly clenched in his hand.

Hold back all the pain.
Chapter completed!