Meng Chunhua stepped forward to help his grandmother.

Zhang Yizhu was on the ground at this time, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

No matter how Meng Chunhua and others ask, Zhang Yizhu is always silent, his old face as pale as paper.

"Grandma, don't you scare me?"

"What happened?"

"What did Uncle tell you?" Meng Chunhua asked anxiously.

Zhang Yizhu turned his head, his palm trembled, and took Meng Chunhua's arm: "Chun... Chunhua, this time, you are afraid that you have made a big accident ~"

boom ~

Zhang Yizhu's words are just like thunder.

Mengchun huadang is there.

He glared, and fear began to appear in his heart.

Make a big mistake?

Is it...

however, just when the Mencius were all frightened, there was a car outside the door.

After that, an old man in his sixties opened the door and walked in directly.

"Third uncle?"

"How did you get there?"

"My nephew hasn't gone to Yanjing yet. How did you come to Liaocheng?"

Seeing the man in front of him, Meng Chun Wharton was extremely respectful.

Walking forward, smiling, greeting.

PA ~

can't help but say that the man in front of him slaps Meng Chunhua directly on his face.

"A bunch of idiots, get out of here!"

After fan Fei Meng Chunhua, the dignified old man went straight forward and soon came to Zhang Yizhu.

"Three... Three brothers ~" cried the old woman in fear.

"Do you have the face to call me third brother?" The old man scolded angrily and raised his hand to fight against Zhang Yizhu's face.

But in the end, he resisted.

"If it wasn't for your old age, I would have to kill you today!"

"What are you doing

"Take your Meng family and follow me!"

"Go and apologize to Mr. Chu."

The old man roared angrily.

But in the Meng family, the old Taijun, who said no two, is now in front of her brother, but she is so frightened that she dare not say a word. There is no half dignity.

However, the rest of the Mencius were puzzled.

Meng Chunhua is covering his face, puzzled to see his third uncle: "Mr. Chu?"

"Is it Mr. Chu from Yunzhou?"

"Uncle, I don't understand."

"We didn't do anything wrong. Why apologize to him?"

"Are you afraid of Mr. Chu?"

"Shut up!" Meng Chunhua's words just fell, and the old man became more angry.

This time, he kicked Meng Chunhua directly.

Bang.

Meng Chunhua was lying on the ground and fell a dog to eat excrement.

"Things that don't know how to live or die are still stubborn here when they die?"

"Master Meng's great reputation, how can you be such a fool among the descendants?"

"Of course, I will not force you Meng family."

"You can go or not."

"If you go, I will try my best to keep you alive."

"But if you don't go, don't blame my family."

"At that time, I will publicly announce that Zhang Yizhu is no longer the daughter of Zhang Jia."

"The Mencius and Zhangs, they are cut off from each other, and they are no longer related!"

What the old man said was like a slap in the head.

Meng Chunhua and others were stunned there.

They were so staring that they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Meng Chunhua, in particular, did not dream that the Zhangjia he regarded as relying on would break off the relationship with the Meng family in the face of Ye Fan?

How can Meng Chunhua not understand why a small master of Jiangdong should let his uncle and his family be so afraid?

Ye Fan, who are you?