Chapter 88 Suppression
Wang Deming stood on the steps at the gate of the courtyard, looking down at the other person. In the blink of an eye, he guessed the identity of the young man, and a surge of anger instantly filled his heart.

Wang Deming's eyebrows gathered to form the Chinese character "川". His eyes instantly became sharp and fierce, and he cursed:

"Whose crotch is not tight?"

"They let a piece of shit like you out?"

This kind of greasy and powdered look is annoying.

Why use hair oil when there are so many other things to apply?
Is it from Stancom?
"You..." The young man who got off the car wanted to step forward to argue, but was provoked by Wang Deming's fierce eyes. He felt weak in his heart, his face turned pale, and he took a half step back and said in a bluffing tone: "How dare you curse me?"

"Do you know who I am?"

If I give birth to a son like this,
Wang Deming saw all of the other party's little moves, and he despised him even more. He curled his lips and continued to curse: "I didn't give you a big slap, and you were so happy!"

"What the hell! Are you pretending to be so great in front of me?"

"Who are you? Do you want me to ask your mother?"

"Young man, don't be so impulsive when speaking. Don't bring disaster upon yourself." The driver couldn't stand it any longer and stood up to support the young man. "This is Mr. Le Huashi, the fourth branch of the Tong Ren Tang Le family!"

"Oh, you are the kind of person who plays with the bird." Wang Deming glanced at the driver and said with a cold smile: "I was wondering, no wonder he could raise a thing like you?"

"What? You thought it was before liberation? Let me tell you, the Chinese people have stood up proudly!"

"The days of oppression are long gone!"

"You" Lehuashi was ridiculed by Wang Deming, his face turned pale and blue, and he stiffened his neck and shouted: "We are patriotic capitalists!"

“This is recognized by the whole country!”

"Patriotic capitalist? Bah! How much contribution did your family make during the war? How much money did you donate? How many family members died?"

"The second branch of our Le family used to be underground workers!"

"That's the second branch of the Le family, not your fourth branch! They have already separated! Besides, which family doesn't have a few unfilial descendants?"

"Didn't the third branch of the Le family marry off a girl like a treasure? Didn't the coffin lid of your Le family ancestor be lifted?"

"Or your mother too."

"Ah, I want to follow you."

"My dear nephew, so you have arrived. Please come in quickly!" The descendants of Zeng Chong and Na Tong, as well as their relatives, who had already received the report, rushed to the door.

He inserted himself directly between Wang Deming and Le Huashi, separating them.

A group of people escorted Lehuashi into the courtyard. One of them was a middle-aged man wearing a long robe, with a long face, drooping eyebrows, and middle-parted hair. He shouted at Wang Deming coldly, "You are the Wang Deming that Shouchun mentioned, right?"

"Are there any more rules?"

"As a guest, you should always have basic manners, right?"

"Rules? What rules?" Wang Deming sneered as he scanned the faces of these people. What a bunch of bastards who deserved to be swept into the garbage dump. Just be thankful that you have a beautiful daughter in your family!

"Is it the rule of feudal bureaucracy? Or is it the rule of capitalism?"

"The Communist Party's rules are the rules!"

"What's wrong,"

"Okay, I'll report the situation right away!"

"Sister, let's go!"

"Stay away from these feudal remnants!"

"I don't care whether they live or die!"

"When they die, don't let their blood splash all over us!"

"Don't!" "Deming!"

Zhang Shouchun and a woman shouted at the same time, calling Wang Deming.

The woman first complained to the traitorous man and said, "Fifth Brother, Deming is also a guest we invited!"

"Take Master Lehuashi into the courtyard first."

"Help me greet"

Then he and Zhang Shouchun walked quickly to the side of Wang Deming who had stopped walking, put their arms around Yan Baozhen, and said affectionately, "Sister Baozhen, Shouchun has been talking to me about you."

"Our two families have a long history."

"I heard from my father that there were members of our Jixian Building back then!"

"It's just that we deal with Mr. Rong more often."

Zhang Shouchun reached out and grabbed Yichun and pulled her to his side, then pouted at Wang Deming and said, "Yichun, ignore your uncle."

"You stinky man, you have such a bad temper!"

"Come on, go into the yard and play with your aunt, and let your uncle follow behind."

"Let's go, you stinky man!" She held Yichun's little hand, turned around and walked into the courtyard, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Wang Deming turned around with a smile on his face, looking at the girl's excited back as she walked away, and his hostility dissipated a little.

Feeling the various knowledge and secrets coming into my mind, my mood gradually calmed down. These people are really cheap! They are the kind that will make me uncomfortable if I don't beat them or scold them.
“Deming, I’m Shouchun’s second sister, Zhang Shouying, and this is my husband Kuiyuan!”

"This is Shouchun's third brother Zhang Shouchong, the head of our Zhang family."

"Let's go into the courtyard and talk together."

Zhang Shouying took Yan Baozhen's arm and first carefully looked Wang Deming up and down, her heart agitated. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, a straight camel hair coat, and a woolen Zhongshan suit. What a handsome young man! No wonder Shouchun couldn't forget him and wanted to marry him!

People respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet.

Wang Deming looked at the people in front of him. There were two middle-aged men with round faces and slightly fat, of medium height. They wore plush coats on the outside and suits and bow ties on the inside, with stiff smiles on their faces. The woman had an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, her black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, she wore a pink satin jacket with a small slanted collar, and a black fox fur cloak, and had a happy smile on her face.

I know it in my mind. In terms of insight and knowledge, or family status, it has to be Zhang Shouying, the second sister of Shouchun.
Later estimate
"Nice to meet you, please!"

After entering the courtyard gate, walking around the screen wall, and entering the hanging flower gate, Zhang Shouying walked west along the winding corridor and passed through a moon gate. Zhang Shouying brought Wang Deming and others to another courtyard.

There are no trees planted in the open space in the middle of the courtyard. The five northern rooms have no doors or windows, only tall pillars and a stage. The houses in the three directions of east, west and south are also connected to each other. Looking through the open doors and windows, there are several symmetrically arranged "official seats".

A square table with two official hat chairs placed side by side in front and two large square stools on each side.

The table has a bright red embroidered tablecloth, the chairs have bright red embroidered cushions and chair covers, and the stools have bright red stool covers.

There were several small plates on the table, filled with dried fruits, yellow cakes, and small eight-piece dishes; there were exquisite tea cups on the table, all of which were from the Qing Dynasty.

In the middle of the room there was only a brazier with burning charcoal, but no bed or kang.

On the walls are hung calligraphy and paintings by Fu Xinyue, Fu Xuezhai, Pu Yizhai, Guan Songfang, Hui Xiaotong and others.

"This used to be the place where the family held 'Tanghui'. Mei Lanfang, Xun Huisheng, and Shang Xiaoyun all came to the house to celebrate the old man's birthday. Now it's just a place for some relatives and friends to entertain themselves. There are also backstage costumes, Deming."

As Zhang Shouying explained, she led Wang Deming into the west wing. It was very quiet, with only Wang Deming and a few others in it.

In the east wing opposite, Le Huashi, the traitor leader who had just been called the Fifth Prince, and a group of people were already drinking tea, chatting, singing and laughing;
There were also shadowy figures in the south wing, Zhang Shouchun and his two children were laughing and playing there.
"We like Renchun and Yichun very much. They are well behaved and well behaved."

"Sister Baozhen, how about we get married?"

"My son and daughter are of similar age and can play together."

　Tanghui: When wealthy families have a happy occasion, they invite actors to their homes to perform. In addition to singing, sometimes there are also acrobatics to entertain guests. Another type is a large restaurant that specializes in hosting Tanghui, such as the "Juxian Hall" on the front river of Shichahai.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)