Chapter 300 Fearless

"Three generations of farm laborers?"

"Who can prove it?"

When Yang Xiaotao asked the question, the people around him were immediately dumbfounded.

Does this still need proof?

It only took a moment for someone to realize that something was wrong. Yang Xiaotao was by no means a random person. There must be something wrong with this.

As for Yang Xiaotao's appearance, the people in the compound were all too familiar with it, so it was a trap!

If there is really a problem, if you come out to prove it, you will probably be liquidated!

For a moment, the yard was quiet, no one spoke!

In front of the crowd, Yan Fugui immediately squinted his eyes, then beat his hands together, and his face became annoyed.

Oh My God!

Why did I forget about this? Why didn’t I think of it?

If only this matter had been brought earlier...

Yan Fugui felt that he had missed a hundred yuan, and his calculations still failed to come true!

The eyes that looked at Yang Xiaotao were filled with fear!

"Who can prove it?"

Silly Zhu was also stumped by this question. Isn't the matter of parentage spread through word of mouth?

His father, He Daqing, told him that his family has been working as a cook for generations.

If you are a low-income person who is hired by others, isn’t that what you call a farmhand?

The deaf old lady and the uncle said the same thing, so his family is a third-generation farmhand, so he is the child of the lowest class. The poorer he is, the more glorious he is. He is the most glorious in this courtyard.

Therefore, no one dares to provoke him.

Do you still need to prove it?

Silly Zhu was stunned, but Yi Zhonghai stood up anxiously. When Yang Xiaotao said those words, he realized that something was wrong.

There are some things that cannot be checked.

"Zhuzi, and Yang Xiaotao, I told you that this ends today."

"Everyone, please go back, we will have more tomorrow~"

"Shut up!"

Yang Xiaotao shouted coldly and walked up to Shazhu without looking at Yi Zhonghai at all.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to pull Shazhu back, but the deaf old lady also rushed to Yang Xiaotao.

"Little bastard, I've rebelled against you. Are you going to try again?"

"Old lady, I've had enough life. I'll die on your doorstep. I won't make it possible for you to live..."

Yang Xiaotao looked at the two people blocking Shazhu from the left and right, and sneered.

"Yi Zhonghai, can't hold it in any longer? Have you finally spoken?"

"And you, old woman, if you dare to die, I will bury you! I even asked people from the street office to bury her together. If you don't believe me, try it!"

The deaf old lady's body trembled, she leaned on Shazhu and tried to pretend to be dizzy, and then left with Shazhu.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaotao didn't give her a chance to perform and pressed her harder and harder.

"Silly Zhu, don't hide behind and pretend to be a grandson. Come, in front of everyone, tell me who can prove that you, the He Yuzhu family, are third-generation farmhands!"

Yang Xiaotao shouted loudly to the people in the courtyard.

People around him were also aroused with doubts.

When they came to the courtyard, someone told them the details of the courtyard.

Among them, the identity of the Shazhu family as third-generation farmhands has been passed down for many years.

Everyone thinks so in their hearts. Plus they are all busy making a living. Who would have thought of this?

But now, this matter was exposed by Yang Xiaotao, and everyone realized that what they heard seemed to be one-sided words!

"Everyone knows how my father came to this courtyard when he left Yangjiazhuang. Many people can prove it."

"My grandfather's affairs are also clearly recorded in Yangjiazhuang's genealogy."

"That's right, my family has three generations of poor peasants. If anyone doesn't believe it, I will take out my household registration book right now and go to Yangjiazhuang to prove it to you!"

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, there were many people in the courtyard. Among other things, the people in Yangjiazhuang were the proof.

"So, He Yuzhu!"

"Shut up, Yang Xiaotao, keep a line in your behavior, don't be too awesome!"

Yi Zhonghai interrupted angrily, trying to interrupt Yang Xiaotao and prevent the matter from being exposed.

However, everyone was aroused by Yang Xiaotao's words. Before Yang Xiaotao could refute, Liu Haizhong showed his keen political awareness again and ran out immediately.

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, I think what Comrade Yang Xiaotao said is correct!"

"It's better to explain this matter clearly!"

Liu Haizhong stood in front of Yang Xiaotao, blocking Yi Zhonghai.

"Yes, I think it's okay, let Yang Xiaotao say it!"

There was a roar from the crowd, and many people followed suit.

It can only be said that Si Zhu is usually very talkative, and often uses his background to bully others. Now that someone is venting his anger on them, they can still hold back and respond to each and every one of them.

Yan Fugui sighed and shook his head, Silly Zhu, Silly Zhu, you are really stupid.

Why can't you see clearly what's going on in this yard?

Come on, I don’t have a choice either.

"Old Yi, as the saying goes, if you don't pick up the lamp, it won't turn on, and if you don't explain it, it won't be clear. It's good to explain it clearly, otherwise everyone will be confused!"

Yi Zhonghai's chest heaved as he looked at the people in the courtyard asking questions, and his heart was filled with anger and worry.

Can I talk about this?

Having said that, wouldn’t all these years of hard work have been in vain?

However, the public sentiment was raging, and he couldn't suppress it even if he wanted to!

Silly Zhu supported the deaf old lady who was about to faint. He also realized the problem and did not dare to say anything nonsense.

Yang Xiaotao pulled aside his bangs and Yan Fugui and faced Yi Zhonghai alone.

"Master, I heard that you are an old man in this courtyard. You should know where Silly Zhu is from!"

Yang Xiaotao asked with a smile. Yi Zhonghai stared at him, wishing he could slap him on the face.

"snort!"

Yi Zhonghai thought for a long time, but couldn't say a word and could only snort coldly.

He could see that Yang Xiaotao was serious this time, and his threats had no effect at all.

I hate Silly Zhu’s open mouth in my heart, why can’t you close it?

Closing his eyes, Yi Zhonghai sighed helplessly.

"It seems that I don't want to say anything anymore!"

After Yang Xiaotao figured it out, people in the courtyard began to understand that there was something wrong with this silly Zhu's background.

"I heard the deaf old lady talking to my family last time. Why is she silent now?"

"Yes, my aunt and uncle used to say that Silly Zhu was from the third generation of farm laborers. Why don't you say anything now?"

"It must be hard to tell. I think the uncle and the deaf old lady are playing tricks on us!"

"Yes, there must be something wrong with Shazhu's background. Doesn't he often claim that his family is the heir to Tan's cuisine?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Tan's cuisine is just a cook, but a few years ago he would have been a low-class cook!"

"What do you know? Tan's food is only food for dignitaries. Ordinary people can eat it? What the hell are you thinking!"

"You mean..."

"Nonsense, the Tan family's food has been passed down from generation to generation. These days, craftsmen are passed down from male to female, from father to son. This fool is definitely not as simple as a farm laborer. Who knows when our ancestors were begging for food on the street, other people's ancestors

I’m cooking in a wealthy family!”

"That day..."

…

At the Moon Gate, Xu Damao was holding on to the wall, his surprise slowly turning into excitement, and a vicious look in his eyes.
To be continued...