Chapter 707: Pirate Ancestor

Li Cuiying said with a bitter face, "Father, what about Tianyu now?"
Zhao Baoshan was silent for a while, "You and your second child will send Tianyu down the mountain first, and then let the doctor come over and take a look. We will go back down the mountain after finishing the other graves."
Li Cuiying thought for a while, and that was the only way to do it. No one on this big mountain could deal with the injury on her family Tianyu's hand.
"Yeah, you still need a doctor?" Huo Chunhua frowned when she heard the doctor.
Not because of anything else, but because I felt that since I hired a doctor, I must have spent another sum of money.
You can buy several catties of meat for at least dozens of hundreds of texts.
"Yeah, mother, I must hire a doctor, otherwise, what if there is something in my family Tianyu? Then I won't live, just go with him!"
Huo Chunhua felt a little unhappy in her heart, "Tianyu, the dead child, had to get in front of the firecracker. Now he is injured! You have to spend money again! Second wife, if you don’t give me a good discipline and discipline, You look good!"
"Got it, mother!" Li Cuiying responded cowardly.
Her family Tianyu was hurt like this, Huo Chunhua, the grandmother, didn't feel distressed at all, she knew she was thinking about her money.
"Hurry up and send Tianyu down!" Zhao Baoshan said.
"Okay, Dad!"
Li Cuiying said, let Zhao Wenshui quickly recite Zhao Tianyu.
"Hey, why Tianyu is so heavy now, and he might be exhausted when he goes down the mountain!" Zhao Wenshui murmured.
Li Cuiying was angry when she heard it, "I was tired after carrying her son on the back, so why didn't you say that helping other women was tired?"
"You mother-in-law, do you deliberately compete with others?" Zhao Wenshui frowned.
"I'm telling the truth! You have no conscience, and your son can't compare to the wild woman outside!" Li Cuiying became more sad as he thought about it.
"You two are arguing about something, are you still sending Tianyu back?" Zhao Baoshan urged.
"Songsongsong, Dad, then Tianyu and I will go down the mountain first."
"Yeah!" Zhao Baoshan replied.
Waiting for Zhao Wenshui and Li Cuiying to leave, the talents of the old Zhao family continue to go to the grave.
One grave was finished, the paper money was burned, and the other grave was reached.
Because there is more than one ancestor, and there is more than one place of burial.
"The next thing we are going to worship is my grandpa!" Zhao Baoshan sighed.
Thinking of his grandfather when he was a child, he became a grandfather in a blink of an eye. No, it's the grandfather!
His eldest grandson became a relative, gave birth to Yangyang, and he was considered a family of four generations.
"Father, I heard that our grandfather used to be a bandit. Is this true?" Zhao Wentao asked with gossip.
When he was a child, he was told by people in the village that he was the offspring of a bandit, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.
Anyway, he did not contact Grandpa.
Zhao Baoshan nodded, "Yes! Your grandfather was indeed a bandit back then, or the second master in it!"
Zhao Baoshan said with a sigh in his heart. He felt embarrassed before and didn't tell his children at home. Now that I think about it, generations of people have passed away. What about the identity of the ancestor?
They are not bandits!
"The great grandfather is a good thief, why did you come to our village?" Zhao Wentao asked more curiously.
"This..." Zhao Baoshan was silent for a moment, "It seems that something happened in the cottage! People died one after another, so the rest of the others have returned to the village."