Chapter 254: Everything Is Inferior

Chapter 254 Everything is inferior

Song Daiying was a little dumbfounded.

Didn't we agree that grandma is critically ill? Why is she still walking as fast as she is familiar with?

Obviously nothing happened.

Song Daiying's face darkened suddenly, and she turned to look at the middle-aged man Song Hu.

Song Hu's mouth twitched and he looked at the old woman with a sad face, "Grandma, aren't you very ill?"

At this time, the old woman also noticed that Song Daiying was back. She was stunned for a moment, then staggered and covered her head, "Yes, I am very ill. My dear great-granddaughter, why didn't you notify me when you came back?"

This kind of acting skills will be disliked by others if you go out to play a small role.

"Grandma, you don't have to pretend." Song Daiying said angrily, "Including this time, you have pretended to be sick and tricked me into going home for the thirty-ninth time. Tell me, which village did you choose this time? Young talent, arranged for me to go on a blind date?"

The old woman suddenly smiled brightly and came over to hold Song Daiying's hand.

"I have said it before, scholars are scholars, and their brains are smarter than others. Grandma and grandma pretend so well, but you still see through her time and time again. She is indeed my great-granddaughter of Tu Yaya."

Does this have anything to do with reading?

Will you really be cheated if you don't read enough?

However, Song Daiying held Old Woman Tu's hand and had no intention of refuting.

Grandma is already 100 years old this year, and in a while, it will be Grandma’s 100th birthday!

Old Woman Tu has many great-grandchildren, but the one she loves most is Song Daiying.

"Jiuyun, grandma heard that there is a college student in Laga Village next door, a scholar! And he is the son of the leader of Laga Village. He is a good match for us. Why don't you find a time to meet him? Face?" Old Lady Tu looked at Song Daiying longingly.

"Okay, grandma, you can make the arrangements." Song Daiying smiled sweetly.

"Okay, okay." Old Woman Tu laughed heartily.

The corners of Song Daiying's mouth twitched slightly.

Ever since she was little, she has known that her grandmother,

People who like reading.

There is even a blind worship of scholars.

Everyone thinks that scholars are good.

Therefore, when she was only in her third year of high school, she began to look for a son-in-law who was a scholar.

Old Woman Tu's wish is to turn the Song family, a family of warriors, into a scholarly family.

But at present, it seems that there is still a long way to go!

"Hey, I slaughtered Yaya with a son, a grandson, and eight great-grandsons, but why did I end up with a scholar?" The old woman Tu leaned on her cane and stared at Song Poet and Song Hu beside her with a bit of hatred.

"Poet! Especially you, you really don't live up to expectations." Old Woman Tu said sadly, "Your dead ghost father named you Poet Song, but you - you can read a poem Come and listen.”

"Haha, mother, you have been accusing me of this sentence for more than seventy years, but this time I can't let you get what you want." The Song poet immediately laughed out loud, put his hands behind his back, and said loudly, "Kill one person in ten steps. Leave no trace for thousands of miles.”

call!

A cane fell from the sky like a clan artifact, knocking Poet Song to the ground.

"You kid, you know how to fight and kill all day long, it's outrageous!"

This child——

Song Daiying felt like she couldn't bear to look at her.

Grandpa is almost eighty years old after all.

The old lady Tu accused Poet Song with anger on her face, "Your damn father and I gave you such an elegant name. You'd better name your son Song Hu. It's a random name."

The Song poet remained silent.

That's what he thought when he named it.

"My family is unlucky, my family is unlucky."

The old woman Tu sighed longly.

"Grandma, don't be angry, there is still me." Song Hu said hurriedly.

"Yes, and I didn't scold you. It's too early to get angry now." Tu Lao woman glared at Song Hu, "We don't know what evil the Song family has done. It has been passed down from generation to generation. I only gave birth to your father. You Dad just gave birth to you. When we get to your area, you better give me a surprise first, and then give me three hits! It will directly exceed the total number of your father and your grandfather. "

Song Hu became trembling, which showed that he had outstanding abilities!

"But what the hell are you giving birth to!" Old Tu woman pointed at Song Hu with her crutch angrily, "When I saw you giving birth to a baby, it was like laying an egg. I thought the sky had eyes. I thought about it for three days and three nights. I gave my great-grandson a good name, but it’s good for you that you won’t even give a shit when the time comes.”

Song Hu's face was filled with grievances.

"Before Cloud Nine, I gave birth to seven children!"

"Is it useful?" It was better not to say it, but Old Woman Tu wanted to be angry again when she mentioned it, "I have already thought of names, and the name of my great-grandson is, 'Everything is of inferior quality, only reading is good'! You gave birth to me Song Wan! Song Ban! Song Jiu! Song Xia! Song Pin! Song Wei! Song You! You—you just stopped right when you were reading, and you didn’t even think about it. Do you mean to anger your grandma on purpose?"

Song Hu wants to cry but has no tears. Can you blame me?

"You said it's okay to have three great-grandsons who are not as good at reading. These seven great-grandsons are all as ugly as you two, and they don't study! It really pisses me off!" Old Woman Tu patted her. Chest.

At this time, Song Daiying hurriedly patted Old Woman Tu on the back and said with a smile, "Grandma, don't be angry. I am still there."

The old woman Tu looked up at Song Daiying and immediately smiled, "Jiuyun, you are the only hope of our Song family. You are a scholar, but you must not be like your seven stupid brothers."

"Yes, I understand." Song Daiying nodded obediently.

Song Hu immediately claimed the credit, "I gave birth to Jiuyun too."

"That's different." Old Woman Tu glared at Song Hu, "After you gave birth to seven bastards who were all inferior, you stopped farting all of a sudden. It was me who went to the deity every day to beg Chiyou and pray for his blessings. You gave birth to Jiuyun just five years after you stopped farting. Strictly speaking, Jiuyun is not your daughter, but Chi Youshen’s daughter.”

"Holy shit, God Chi You cuckolded me?" Song Hu blurted out.

The Song family's magic weapon, the crutch, came with a roar.

Not only the old woman was slaughtered, but also the poets of the Song Dynasty.

The two staffs combined into one and drove Song Hu out of the hall.

"You bastard! How dare you blaspheme Chiyou God? Tonight you kneel before the god Chiyou until dawn!"

The old woman Tu's voice roared like thunder.

He doesn't look like a centenarian at all.

"Oh my god, what goddamn guy is on top of me." At this time, a burst of wailing and screaming sounded outside the hall, "If you have the guts, let's challenge him!"

"It's your dad!" followed by a roar.

Song Hu, who had been suppressed by his grandma and father and lost his temper, finally waited until the person to vent his anger came back. He raised his arms and magically took out a crutch. It was indeed the Song family's artifact that suppressed the clan. It was passed down from generation to generation and used. Achieving perfection.

The seven tough-backed guys were like seven moving giants who were chased and beaten until they were pissed and rushed into the hall.