Chapter 2118: Turning point

She walked to the table and stood there without moving.
Take a pen.
The patriarch faintly glanced at Aduoniang, and indeed, she was an ignorant woman.
A Duoniang picked up the pen tremblingly.
But she just didn't write.
"write!"
The patriarch snorted, with some warnings in his tone.
"Yes, write it!"
Chen Jingen's face is bound to win.
Write, write if you have the ability.
He is not afraid that Adolphe will not admit the account, what he holds in his hand, but written in black and white, is not because someone else says it is not.
"Write it."
The two sons of the Chen family also shouted.
Even the people who were on one side were making a noise.
Only one of the women turned her face aside.
Adoniang still holds a pen, but she doesn't write in life or death.
"Write what?"
The woman turned her face again, "She can't read at all, what do you want her to write?"
Then almost all the voices stopped.
"Fengshou family, what did you just say?"
Someone who didn't believe it asked again. Couldn't they just misheard it?
"What can i say?"
The woman sneered, "I said Miao Xiuxiu can't read at all. Would you let someone who can't read write something?
Once again, there was no sound.
illiterate.
She is illiterate.
Miao Xiuxiu is illiterate.
But how is this possible, this is a lady married by a scholar, a man is literate, and a woman is also literate, and how could she not know?
Adonian raised her face, she was really crying.
"Several elders, I...really illiterate and can't write."
With a snap, the cup in the patriarch's hand fell on the table.
"impossible!"
The Chen family and his son almost screamed out.
I don’t know how to read, how could this be illiterate, illiterate, then who signed this marriage letter?
"Patriarch, she is a lie, she must be a lie."
"She was married by a scholar, how could she not read?"
The patriarch closed his eyes and took another deep breath.
"Of the Lin family, you really don't read?"
A Duoniang shook her head, "I don't know."
"You can't even write your own name?"
"will not."
"She doesn't even have the right pen posture, it doesn't seem to be literate," a person who had read a book suddenly realized that, he said, what was wrong just now?
"She is pretending."
The Chen family insisted that Niang A Duo just pretended.
"This is her subconscious reaction, not a pretense."
The scholar stepped forward, pulled up his sleeves, and then reached out and picked up the pen, "This is the way to hold the pen. The writing is not made in a day, but only one year after another. It is a practice. When you first learn, the posture of holding a pen is very important. Anyone who has read will know that if you hold the pen with the wrong hand, you will be beaten by the master."
"This aunt subconsciously grasped the pen tightly, and the calluses that she had not held the pen in her hand for many years, did not have the integrity of a scholar."
After speaking, the scholar put down the pen, and then saluted several elders.
"Acheng is rude."
"En," the old man nodded with satisfaction, "Reading is about cultivating the mind, and you can stand up at this time. It proves that your book is not bad."
"Thank you elders."
The scholar once again bowed to the old man who was facing, and then he walked down and stood aside. He has always been standing here, and he never said a word from beginning to end.
The scholar seemed to notice someone watching. When he turned his head, he met Shen Qingci's extremely quiet eyes, and his face blushed involuntarily.
It was also a salute to Shen Qingci.
"Sister, good."
"Well, hello."
Shen Qingci naturally returned kindness to those who gave him kindness.
"There is a master in my family who teaches a few little guys. If you don't understand anything, you can ask him."
The scholar's eyes also lit up.
"Thank you Sister."
Shen Qingci turned his face again, and looked at the Chen family and his son almost twisted.
It's not like Adonang is standing there and walking, nor is it not walking.
"Well, do you still want to write?"
But the patriarch didn't scream.
Write, write a fart, you don’t know the word, what do I want to write?
Miao Xiuxiu, let me ask you.
The old man of the big clan had a worried face, and finally showed some relaxation.
"When you sold the house, how did you staking it?"
"Press your fingerprints."
Adonian is illiterate, so what does she not press her fingerprints on?
"Fengshou, how do you know that she is illiterate?"
The old man asked the woman who had just spoken again, and that woman was the one who borrowed money to buy meat for Aduonian last time and was also the one who dug a hole for her to jump.
The woman was still unwilling to say it, but being watched by so many people was also forced. She had to say it, and she had to say it if she didn't want to say it.
"How else can I know?"
When the woman talked about it, she was still angry. If she had taken away the person last time, everything in the Lin family would not belong to her. She didn’t want to say it, but she was not convinced. What is the Chen family? Why can they get it.
"I borrowed her 100 cents and asked her to write on the loan. When she was detained, she said that she was illiterate, and then she still pressed her handprint."
A woman married to a scholar is actually illiterate. This is a plain joke. If it were her, she would not mention it, and it would be embarrassing.
"Then who signed my marriage certificate?"
Chen Jingen's voice was even higher, and almost all the sharp ones stung human ears.
"Whoever gave it to you, just go find it."
The curvature of Shen Qingci's mouth finally changed.
"I remember that when you asked Yu Dahua to propose marriage to my family, my mother-in-law didn't agree. We didn't even see the marriage certificate. When did we sign the marriage certificate for you?"
"Don't look in the mirror to see what you are, and dare to miss my mother?"
"Isn't it enough last time?"
And hearing this, the Chen family father and son could still feel the pain on their own flesh and blood.
And now they can be sure that Yu Dahua cheated them with a fake marriage certificate, and this Lin Aduo. I knew it last time, so I dared to throw them out. I still gave them a beating, but didn't tell them the truth. What is waiting for today?
She just wanted to let their father and son perform a good show in front of Quan's clan elders and the whole village, and the final scene of the show was determined by her.
"What are you still standing here for?"
Shen Qingci asked Qiu Fan, who had always watched good shows, "Last time you played Taiqing, so they don't have a long memory."
Qiu Fan stood up straight, and also pressed his finger once, and it was the kind of sound that came out of his bones.
The Chen family's father and son were still blushing, but now they are as white as ghosts. The three people instinctively wanted to run. As a result, they didn't move away, but they felt a gust of wind on their ears.