Chapter 484: Still time

When Huang Mingyang came back, he found his son lying on his bed, asleep like a pig, and he really wanted to slap this son to death, if he knew he would give birth. When such a thing that is not a prodigal comes out, he should choke this son to death when his mother gave birth to him.
But in the end he was still not willing to choke to death. No matter what, he was his own son. If he didn’t have his son, there would be no chance of getting a pot in the future. Their Huang family now only has this bloodline. The branches and leaves of the Huang family are all on his body. If this son is really beaten to death, wouldn't their Huang family be cut off from their children and grandchildren?
Get up, get up, he slapped Huang Dongxin's face with a snap, this dull thing really hurt them.
Huang Dongxin covered his face. He wanted to sleep again, but when Ji Ling opened his eyes, he sat up with a whirr, and shocked Huang Mingyang.
"father……"
Huang Dongxin hurriedly jumped down and knelt in front of Huang Mingyang as soon as he bent his knees. He also hugged his Lao Tzu's legs and started howling.
"Father, you are almost trying to find a way. Our family is about to end. I don't want to die. I haven't lived enough. I haven't given you a grandson. Haven't I honored you and my mother?"
Huang Mingyang who said this was so sour in his heart, and he was so relieved.
This seems to be a sensible and a governor. Of course, his mind is also open and he knows to honor his parents.
However, when he heard what Huang Dongxin said next, he was also shocked.
What? How could the eldest brother do such a thing, and he didn't even know about it, and he just remembered that he had been staying in Beijing, and even the ancestor did not come back several times. Here, he discovered the iron ore only a few years in the capital, but the eldest brother had concealed it. Even his younger brother hadn't told it.
"Father, you have to find a way."
Huang Dongxin hugged Huang Mingyang's legs tightly, "We can't be harmed by the uncle. No matter what, we have to leave blood to the Huang family."
Huang Mingyang had a wavering heart. When he heard this, he agreed with it. This stealth digging of iron ore was without knowing it, but it was necessary to punish the Jiu Clan, but they want to escape now, and where can they escape? After being caught, he will still be beheaded.
He hasn't lived enough, nor does his son.
"Where did you call this news?"
He still reported a glimmer of hope, hoping that this was what Huang Dongxin said nonsense.
Huang Dongxin wiped his tears. This is what Gao Feng told Huang Mingyang about what Gao Feng said to him. When he said this, the people at Yipinxiang knew about it, saying that they had sent someone to leave Yi'an. Go to the court.
It is not something that can be concealed by others, and reporting to the court is the safest way. Yipinxiang's backstage is so large that they dare not conceal the slightest bit, let alone their Huang family.
"There is still time."
Huang Mingyang has already figured out the countermeasures, and this is not the time to hesitate. Although he still doesn't know whether the news is true or false, he would rather believe the truth than the false.
He gritted his teeth and took his son to find Mrs. Huang. Mrs. Huang hasn't left Yi'an yet, and he is still being served by someone. Otherwise, they might really have no time.
The old lady Huang raised his finger angrily when he saw Huang Dongxin, and pointed at Huang Dongxin forcefully. There were grunting sounds in his throat, but he didn't know what he was talking about, and his mouth and eyes were crooked and just drooling.
"Father, I know I'm sorry, but Dongxin must be your grandson, how could you kill him."
Huang Mingyang lay next to the old lady Huang, and started crying like this, "I only have this son."
Mrs. Huang cocked his eyes again, drooling even more.
Huang Mingyang hurriedly winked at his son, but in the end he also knelt on the ground with a plop, just like his son, and started crying there.
If you are long-term, you will know why Huang Dongxin likes to hold someone else’s leg and cry, but he still wants to wipe his nose on someone’s body. This is definitely the birth of his father.
With such a relative, it is not surprising that he can grow up like this.
"Grandpa, you can't don't want me. Grandson knew it was wrong." Huang Dongxin also sang along with his own old man, and smoothly wiped his nose on the quilt of the old man. Thanks to the Huang family's servant. Although he has a conscience, even if it is Mrs. Huang, he can’t ignore him anymore, but his body is taken care of by his subordinates. Even the quilt is newly sewn, so the nose is still soft and soft. It's thick, and it's much easier to use than clothes.
The father and the son were all wiping their noses on the quilt. The angry old lady Huang stretched out his fingers and poked their heads vigorously, but now he can only do this kind of action, other things, even if you want to It's all intentional and powerless to do it.
"Father, what are you talking about, how can you do this?"
Huang Mingyang started howling again, how could you expel our father and son from the Huang family? We were born into the Huang family and died as the ghost of the Huang family. Dad, you can't be so cruel.
When Huang Dongxin heard this, he immediately struck a spirit, yes, that's the reason.
He secretly gave his Lao Tzu a thumbs up, and Huang Mingyang glared at his son vigorously.
Don't cry!
Huang Dongxin was crying and howling hard, even the people outside heard the loud voice.
Soon after, the father and son carried a small baggage, and they arrived at the door of Huang’s spice shop. Then they knelt down in front of the shop, kowtowed, and then went to Song Yan’s place and took it out. Wrote a severance letter and prepared to change his household registration.
The father and the son were holding each other, and the two big men cried with snots and tears.
Song Yan held back his laugh, and it was the first time he knew that someone could act like this. This was the one who ordered it, and he would naturally do it neatly.
Alas, who would let his own daughter-in-law now be in the hands of others. He wants to marry his daughter-in-law, but he has to rely on others in the end.
So he didn't feel embarrassed, so he just handled the household registration.
Then I sighed again
I need to persuade you to make it happen, "You do this first, after all, the ancestral home matter is indeed a big deal. Now the old lady is still in anger. When his anger disappears, maybe you can come back."
The father and son of the Huang family are busy saying yes.