The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1247 Qiao Rong Delivers Meal at Hai Hour

Han Nianxia said, "Yuhua, you don't know, my uncle and aunt think that my cousin's wife's punishment of my cousin and Cheng Youning was too light, and now they are going to use family law."

"Ah? How could this happen?"

"It's all because of my cousin's wife. She made a big fuss with just a few words."

After a while, several people went to Cheng Youning's yard. Before entering the yard, everyone heard the laughter of the father and son in the house. Yuhua gritted her teeth in anger, "It seems that the punishment is too light for them! They still have the mind to laugh and make noise!"

Han Nianxia knew the seriousness of the matter, "It's over. This time it's a big deal. Cheng Youning is probably going to get hurt again."

Yuhua's heart tightened when she heard this: "Why am I going to be beaten?"

"Didn't you hear Cheng Youning singing in the house? My cousin was even laughing. You will be beaten too. Now neither the father nor the son can escape."

Yuhua still couldn't figure it out: "What's wrong with singing opera?"

"Performing opera is considered low class. The Wan family is a wealthy family, and now they are royal relatives. If they had a young master who performed opera, people would laugh at them."

Yuhua quickly grabbed Shang Xi who was walking forward with big strides and asked, "What should we do?"

Shang Xi's face was also grim: "I have no choice but to beat him. If he gets addicted to singing operas and becomes addicted to actors when he grows up, the whole Wan family will be in chaos. We must not let Cheng Youning be infected by that kind of atmosphere."

Yuhua is a person who changes sides easily. In this period, she has changed sides several times.

When Master Wan pushed the door open, Cheng Youning was holding a cat in one hand and humming an opera with her other hand. Her soft little body turned around twice. Cheng Feng was holding a monkey in his arms and was laughing so hard that he was bent over by Cheng Youning's teasing.

"Kneel down!" Master Wan shouted. Although the father and son felt puzzled, they both knelt on the ground.

Cheng Feng had done nothing wrong, so he was not afraid of anything. He looked up at the two elders in front of him and said with a smile, "Dad and Mom, it's dinner time now. Why are you here instead of having dinner in the charity hall?"

"If I don't come, my grandson will become an actor!"

"Dad, it's not as weird as you say. He was just singing for fun."

Cheng Youning also knew that something bad had happened, and he nodded vigorously when his father spoke for him.

Master Wan used to be a strict father, but he was always a kind father in front of Cheng Feng. He punished Cheng Feng once, and it was because Cheng Youning burned down the ancestral hall. Cheng Feng's father took his place, but this time he couldn't just ignore it. "Feng'er, singing opera is not the right way. It disgraces the family tradition of our Wan family. Today's family law is inevitable."

In order to avoid being punished by the family law, Cheng Youning asked his grandfather, "Grandpa, if singing opera is not the right way, then why do so many people go to listen to opera? Is it just for fun? Moreover, my little grandfather also went today. Is he also for fun?"

Upon hearing this, Master Wan became even more furious. "Don't bring up your young grandfather. I will deal with you and your son first, and then I will deal with your young grandfather! None of you three can escape."

Cheng Youning saw that his grandfather was going to get serious, and he was so scared that he quickly said, "Grandpa, my mother has punished my father and me to copy the family rules a hundred times, so please don't use the family rules."

Master Wan said, "Yes, but have you and your son sincerely repented? Have you written a single word? Instead, you are not doing the right thing and are performing an opera at home. Cheng Youning, you better remember this. From now on, if you perform an opera, I will punish you according to the family rules."

"Grandma, please say a few good words for your grandson. I won't sing."

Madam Wan said, "My grandson, if you don't learn from your mistakes, you won't be able to achieve your goals. I can tolerate anything you do, except for something that has to do with opera. I cannot tolerate that."

"Then what kind of family rules should be used?"

Master Wan said: "It seems that you don't remember our Wan family's rules well enough, someone come..."

After a lecture from Master Wan and Madam Wan, Cheng Feng and Cheng Youning were both beaten with a stick. Even though they were dissatisfied, they dared not say anything. The father and son both lay on the bed. Cheng Youning looked puzzled, "Dad, how did this matter suddenly become so serious? I can't understand it! Dad, don't you think we were unfairly beaten with a stick this time!"

Cheng Feng lay on the pillow, enduring the pain in his buttocks and said, "I've already been beaten, why are you still thinking about whether it's unfair or not? From now on, we father and son won't go to the theater anymore!"

Although Cheng Youning felt a little regretful, he still said with hope: "Dad, but I haven't heard enough of the opera. Grandpa said that I can't sing the opera, but he didn't say that I can't listen to the opera."

Cheng Feng heard this and realized that this child was just a glutton for punishment. He was not as addicted to drama as Cheng Youning. "You go if you want to. Anyway, Daddy is not going with you. Daddy has only been punished twice since he was a child, and both times were because of you."

Cheng Youning and Cheng Feng were lying next to each other on the bed, with a cat between them. Cheng Youning stroked the kitten's head while thinking, "Daddy, what do you think my grandpa will do to my little grandpa? Will he spank him?"

Cheng Feng chuckled, "Who dares to spank your little grandfather? Your little grandfather is the emperor. He is the most important person in the whole Fengqi. Your grandfather can only lecture your little grandfather at most."

At this time, Cheng Youning's stomach growled twice. He pouted and said, "Qiao Rong, he didn't even think of bringing me some food. He must have forgotten about me, the young master."

Cheng Feng said: "Given Qiao Rong's cautious personality, he would have to wait until the hour of Xu, when your mother is asleep, before he dares to come and bring you food."

Cheng Youning took the pocket watch on the bedside and took a look at it, then said happily: "Dad, it's midnight, let's not go to sleep yet, Qiao Rong will probably be here soon."

Just then, Cheng Feng heard the sound of tiptoeing in the yard. He smiled and said, "Your little follower is here."

Cheng Youning was so hungry that he wanted to sit up from the bed. Just as he was looking at the door expectantly, Qiao Rong came stealthily, holding a large basket with a lid in his hand, "Master, little master, you must be starving, I brought you some food."

Cheng Youning said excitedly: "Qiao Rong, you are finally here. Daddy and I are waiting for you. What did you bring? Any meat?"

"We have meat, roast chicken, sesame cakes, and all that stuff."

“Is there any soup?”

"There's no soup. The fire in the kitchen was turned off, and I found these things. But I got two pots of wine for the young master."

"Qiao Rong, I don't usually drink, so why did you think of bringing me two jugs of wine!" Cheng Feng couldn't help laughing, shaking his head while laughing. He really didn't know what this kid was thinking.