Chapter 391 Hatred and Resentment

"Hey! This is really a scandal in the village. It shouldn't have been mentioned. Xiao Di, you are not an outsider and you are not defenseless!"

Luo Hongyuan's face was slightly embarrassed, and after a long pause, he sighed and said bitterly.

Not only was Di Ping's interest aroused, even Yue Lieeva and Gina looked at Luo Hongyuan intently, as if they wanted to hear what earth-shattering stories would be told.

"Alas! It's a long time to talk about this. It has to start from the time when the blacksmith village established a village..."

Luo Hongyuan's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be caught up in distant memories. His expression was nostalgic, painful and extremely complicated.

"Don't look at the fact that our blacksmith village is just a village, but it has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. It was established by a Shaolin disciple, Shi Zhengwu. Grateful for the kindness of Shaolin's teaching, he refused to stay away and built a thatched cottage not far from the temple. The ancestors of the Shi family inherited profound forging skills from the temple. He became famous near and far, and there was an endless stream of people who came to play swords. He also gained a lot of wealth, and finally married a wife and had children, and asked for a lot of houses. The incense inheritors have also prospered. The people turned into dozens, hundreds of people, and then slowly became a village, so the people in the village were basically descendants of the surname Shi, and the surname Shi became the surname of the blacksmith village, but after thousands of years of war and dynasties, the village gradually changed. Less surname joined the village, and my Luo family is one of them!"

Luo Hongyuan's face was calm, and his voice was low and quiet, echoing in the room, as if he was telling an ancient story.

"Uncle Luo, is the Luo family your family now?"

Di Ping had doubts in his heart. He felt that the Luo family did not seem to be very popular in this village. That is why Shi Dexing was very casual and kind to Lao Luo before, but the people he met after coming in seemed to be the same as Luo Hongyuan. They are not very close. They mostly nodded and said hello, but there was not much joy on their face. Now, when Luo Hongyuan said that the Luo family is also a family, but he didn't see the introduction, he suddenly thought about it. Is Luo Hongyuan the only one with the surname Luo in the village now?

Otherwise, what about people who didn't see how enthusiastic he was? This made him not ask questions of his own.

"Yes! There were five surnames who moved into the blacksmith village in succession. They were Chen, Li, Wang, Zhang, and Luo; my surname Luo was the last one, and moved in only a hundred years ago, and this blacksmith village has become The six surnames live together! The four surnames Chen, Li, Wang, and Zhang are prosperous and gradually developed into common surnames, while our Luo family is weak, and in my generation, there is only one girl named Xinyi, and the inheritance is broken, alas! Shame on our ancestors! "

When Luo Hongyuan said this, his face darkened, his voice softened, and his mood seemed to become lower.

"Uncle Luo, the girl is pretty good too! Do you know you care about people?"

Di Ping saw that Luo Hongyuan's heart continued to be a little down, so he could only comfort him.

"Oh! That girl of mine knows how to care about people! Don't say it! Don't say it!"

Hearing what Di Ping said, Luo Hongyuan raised his eyebrows, and a wry smile appeared on his face, shaking his head and waving his hands!

"Speak! Why don't you say it? It's not because you didn't give birth to a son to your Lao Luo family, because you are incompetent, so you know it's my mother and daughter to blame!"

Just when Lao Luo shook his head, suddenly a woman's cold voice came from outside the door, and there was a hint of evil in her voice!