The system forces you to fall in love

Chapter 112 Seeing Husband, Yun Hu is Not Happy (16)

Master An raised his brows and eyes slightly, his inexplicable gaze swept across Tang Huang's face.

Tangwu's back stiffened, as if a strong cold air was coming over him.

After breakfast, together with Zhu Xuemei, the three of them knelt in the ancestral hall together.

The first one to be punished is An Tairan. Master An has repeatedly taught his son not to linger in the gentle place where Fengyue is located. As a result, this kid not only went to Chunmanlou, but also played drunk at home early in the morning. He really broke the rules!

"Ask for family law!"

The neat three words resounded loudly.

The housekeeper offered a long whip with both hands, and Master An resolutely clenched it tightly, ignoring Zhu Xuemei and An Zhihan's pleadings, and hit An Tairan with five whips non-stop.

Even though Zhu Xuemei lay on the ground and hugged Master An's thigh tightly, crying and begging not to beat him again, Master An still beat An Zhihan three times.

"Over the years, I have spent too much time teaching you brother and sister, but you are still so stubborn! Since you can't listen to me, then don't call me dad again!"

Master An kicked Zhu Xuemei away with all his strength, he was already trembling with anger.

Mrs. An hurried forward to support her back, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't be angry because of them. If you fall down, some people will wake up laughing from their dreams."

"Song Qingdai, don't make me so weird over there!"

Zhu Xuemei hugged her two sons and daughters tightly. Although she was also in a mess, it didn't affect her staring at the person in front of her with murderous eyes.

Song Qingdai's eyebrows drooped slightly, and the corners of her lips slightly raised, "The reason why the two children made mistakes is because of a mother like you. They were punished. Do you think you can escape?"

An Tairan and An Zhihan were dragged away, and four servants stepped forward to hold Zhu Xuemei's hands and feet.

Master An handed the long whip to Song Qingdai, and he rubbed his aching brows and went out of the ancestral hall.

Zhu Xuemei yelled loudly, the more she struggled, the tighter her hands and feet were pressed.

Song Qingdai gracefully rolled up her sleeves, her back was facing the sunshine outside, her side face was shrouded in thick shadows, "Gold and jade are rotten in the outside, don't think that marrying into the An family will make you a master, you are a bit of a lowly person in your bones Ambition can never become climate!"

Whip after whip, Zhu Xuemei's heart-wrenching wailing resounded throughout An's house...

"Brother Six, my hands are sore, let me rest for a while." Seeing her little face wrinkled like a steamed bun, An Lingyu couldn't help feeling a little distressed, "Continue tomorrow."

Relieved, Tang Huang hurriedly sat on the teacher's chair and let out a long sigh of relief. It feels so good not to practice calligraphy.

An Lingyu personally tidied up the rice paper that had been written on, and the strokes that looked like earthworms crawled over made him laugh. At her level, she must be strictly taught.

"Where are you going?"

Tang Huang who had just stepped out of the door was stopped by An Lingyu.

She immediately smiled and pointed to the sunny sky outside, "I want to bask in the sun!"

The current collection progress is only one percent, and the sun is so fierce outside, she should absorb a lot of essence if she goes to bask in the sun.

As for the aura, she should have it if she walks a lot.

An Lingyu frowned, with a serious expression, "It's already dark, don't let it tan."

The arc of Tang Huang's mouth froze completely, is she dark?

(Friendly reminder from Shijie: Looking at the entire Anjia, host you are indeed the darkest.)
A certain woman walked into the study silently, and casually walked up to An Lingyu, "Sixth brother, I suddenly want to practice calligraphy."

Let's not bask in the sun, let's bask in the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)