"Kneel down." Zhuang Shiqiao shouted angrily.

Zhuang Shuyi refused, so she stood in the ancestral hall with her stern stern and yelled, "Why?"

"Why? Just because I am your father, they are your ancestors, kneel down." Zhuang Shiqiao took the hand and pressed her down.

Zhuang Shuyi's knees hit the bluestone slab hard, but he still stood up stubbornly and refused to bow his head.

Outside the ancestral hall, everyone who was not allowed was already panicked. Just by these two sentences, today it is probably going to die. Bai Yu has his own opinions. "Go and call him wife, and go and call Yangbo back."

Everyone ran and acted immediately. The master was really angry. But the lady would never bow her head. This family is famous for being stubborn. It would never be possible to bow one of them.

"Tell me, who gave you the opportunity and right to survive?" Zhuang Shiqiao refused to let go and pressed her to the ground.

"It's the ancestor." Zhuang Shuyi knelt there honestly.

"Tell me, how did our ancestors come to Yongning?" Zhuang Shiqiao continued to ask.

"Escaped." Zhuang Shuyi slowly calmed down. She began to feel her stupidity. Why did she say that?

But at that time, my mind seemed to be overheating and I couldn't calm down.

"Tell me why you want to escape?" Zhuang Shiqiao grabbed Zhuang Shuyi's hand and used harder, which made her feel pain. However, Zhuang Shuyi did not act as coquettish as usual, but endured it.

"Because it was a serious crime to compile the Ming History in the Qing Dynasty, it was not an exaggeration to kill the nine clans." Zhuang Shuyi lowered his head and once again stated the words he had repeated countless times. "Only by the ancestors could escape with the help of his benefactors."

"Why don't you change your surname? Aren't your ancestors afraid of death?" Zhuang Shiqiao continued to ask. His voice was vast, and there was an echo in this small ancestral hall.

"I'm afraid of death. But I don't change my name and sit or change my surname. If I can't bear the honor of my ancestors, there is no meaning of being born as a descendant. So I don't change my surname." Zhuang Shuyi replied word by word.

The ancestor of Zhuang's family was killed in the early Qing Dynasty. His descendants were helped by his benefactors and fled to Yongning, and died for a lifetime.

But in this case, the ancestors of the Zhuang clan should have hidden their names and become a rural man, and live a life of life. But if they hide their heads and tails like this, they will be like a dog that has lost their family, which will insult the reputation of their ancestors.

The ancestors had a lesson, and losing their surnames was like losing their lives. Those who changed their surnames were not allowed to enter the genealogy. Suizhuang was not allowed to change their surnames.

"I ask you, since you remember, why did you do such a humiliating thing? Are you still surnamed Zhuang? You said!" Zhuang Shiqiao asked sternly.

"My surname is Zhuang." Zhuang Shuyi raised his head, his eyes were full of vitality, and he stared at his father firmly. "Dad, why did I do insult my family?"

"You dare to say it. You said that you fight with someone on the street, put on your name as a lady, and have some contact with the Wanjin Gang in the west of the city. This is not considered a disgrace to my family!" Zhuang Shiqiao glared at her angrily.

Zhuang Shuyi glared back unwillingly. "It is human rights to draw a sword to help when he sees injustice. What crime is there?"

"You dare to talk back." Zhuang Shiqiao was so angry that he jumped up, took off the rattan on the desk table and pulled it towards her. However, when he saw her appearance clearly, he was stunned.

She was so familiar with her stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.

"You fight, dad. I don't admit my mistake. I don't admit my mistake. Because this matter is not my fault. Bullying the weak is wrong. Do you want me to watch others be bullied? Is this the character of my dealer?"

Zhuang Shuyi's eyes were filled with reluctance and anger.

Zhuang Shiqiao calmed down. "This is not the same thing. You are a woman."

Zhuang Shuyi smiled, laughing so wildly and bitterly. "Dad, do you reject everything about me with these four words? In your eyes, I am just a woman and a man's accessory. Should I be trapped in a high wall for the rest of my life and be a bird in a cage?"

"You are too young and you still can't understand. The reality is not as simple as you imagined." Zhuang Shiqiao sighed helplessly. "Dad only hopes that you can live in this world safely, without suffering, and have a peaceful and joyful life."

"Dad, it is impossible for people to live in this world without pain." Zhuang Shuyi looked at him directly, his eyes dark, like the night sky in winter, which was even clearer.

But Zhuang Shiqiao understood how painful it would be if his pure eyes were contaminated by the world. He was willing to let others grow up by throwing them, but he couldn't let him suffer a little harm.

"But you are a woman. My son, a woman will be bound in this world. Even if she is in a high position, she will inevitably be spoken by the world. What can you do? The trend of history is rolling, and no one can escape."

Zhuang Shiqiao sighed. Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Shuyi intercepted it.

"It's a pity that I'm not a man." Zhuang Shuyi said for him.

It would be great if you were a boy... Zhuang Shuyi had heard of it many times, but since she recited the "Three Character Classic" and "Thousand Character Classic" earlier than her brother, she said this.

Later, she was obviously the youngest, but she could understand the meaning of poetry and books better than her sisters and brothers. As long as she reads the books she has read, she could remember them and could be re-stated no matter how many years she has passed.

But even so, for her grandfather, father, and the world, she only won the sigh of "It's a pity that she is not a man."

No matter how good she does, what if she does? Her life experience, her talent, and her appearance are just bargaining chips to increase the price when selling.

"But, Dad, this has nothing to do with men and women. This is the darkness that cannot be tolerated by being a human being. If everyone ignores it and saves one's life, the light will never come."

Zhuang Shuyi knelt on the cold bluestone slab, allowing the cold and pain to invade. After all, she asked her to stab the knife in her heart.

"Do you want me to be like you, close my eyes and ignore me, as if I have never given birth to anything? Dad, do you want me to be a deserter like you?"

"Zhuang Shuyi! You, you, you..." Zhuang Shiqiao was so angry that he couldn't even speak. He raised the vine whip high, but in the end he fell down gently.

But the vine whip was still thorny. Even if she whipped Zhuang Shuyi so lightly, she still made her so painful that she couldn't breathe. However, Zhuang Shuyi, who was so spoiled, endured it and refused to fall a drop of tears.

"Am I wrong? Dad, didn't you escape from the city of Beijing? Isn't this a coward?" Zhuang Shuyi straightened his waist and refused to take a step back.

Her eyes were like two lamps, radiating glory, but in this dim darkness, it was a bit dazzling.

Zhuang Shiqiao held the vine whip tightly in his hand. The whip had no handle, so it hurt the person and made the person feel hurt. Zhuang Shuyi would never hurt more than him. But no matter how painful it was, it would not hurt the scar in his heart.

No one avoided the scar, only Zhuang Shuyi dared to touch it.

"Is this a bad thing?" Zhuang Shiqiao covered his chest and said angrily. But his tone was still a little weaker.

"Isn't this the same thing? Dad, you watch the country split, the old country perish, and flee silently. Isn't this a coward? I don't want to be this coward, and I don't want to endure the injustice of the world in silence. Is this a humiliating reputation of our ancestors?"

Zhuang Shuyi almost yelled.

Zhuang Shiqiao looked at her as if she had seen her father, her uncle, and her young self. She was really a descendant of a native Yongning native, a strong and unyielding descendant of the Zhuangjia ancestor.

But the white and frosty middle-aged man reflected in her innocent and straightforward eyes made him wake up again.

This is the reality.

No one knows whether the sun will rise as usual tomorrow.
Chapter completed!