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Luo Xin took a deep breath and said, "So, did you spread this rumor?"

The little aunt looked even more contemptuous and said, "You can't do it, but others are allowed to say it?"

Luo Xin's eyes became sharp: "Auntie, do you know that your rumors have ruined my character and my future? My nephew is a family, but you are so harmful to me? You must know that you are not only me, but the reputation of the entire Luo family?"

The little aunt blushed: "If you can do it, I can't say it?"

Luo suddenly turned his head, and hatred appeared in his eyes: "My brother and sister, did you really spread this rumor?"

The aunt was startled by Luo's hatred gaze, but then she thought to herself, what am I afraid of? My husband is the real scholar. Your son has done something evil and learned from my husband. If he tells the truth, he can add some reputation to my husband, but he will show off. Humph! This is what he deserves. He curled his lips and said:

"I just talk casually, and everyone in the village believes it. Doesn't this tell the problem? Could your son learn the Hundred Family Names in one day and recite the Hundred Family Names in two days? Instead of reflecting on himself, he blames me instead. I think the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. No wonder the trustee has such a bad moral character!"

"What did you say?" Luo's eyes widened.

"Shut up!"

Luo Heng slapped the table, and Luo closed his mouth angrily, but his eyes were full of anger. The aunt stared at Luo without being outdone.

Luo closed his mouth and the little aunt also closed his mouth. However, Luo's eyes were full of grievance and fear, while a hint of pride and disdain flashed in his eyes.

Others are afraid, but Luo Xin is not afraid. He, who came from later generations, only anger was in his heart. He looked at Luo Wen, who was only five years old, who was snuggling in his aunt's arms, and looked at his uncle and said in a voice:

"Uncle Xiao, how many words did you teach Wendi's surname? "

A hint of complacent appeared in the uncle's eyes and said, "Although Wen'er was just five years old, she has learned twenty-eight words."

A sneer appeared on Luo Xin's mouth: "Is it just twenty-eight words?"

The uncle's face was stunned and then turned red. The aunt's face also showed panic. At this time, even Luo Heng understood in his heart that even Luo Xin eavesdropped on Luo Zhi's teaching of Wen'er's Hundred Family Names, it was only twenty-eight words, but now Luo Xin has learned the whole Hundred Family Names.

What does this mean?

This shows that Luo Xin was not secretly learning from Luo Zhi when he was able to recite the hundred families. Is his grandson really so smart?

If this is true, my younger son and his wife have done something wrong, and they are ridiculously wrong. This is simply ruining Xiner's future. Destroying someone's future is like killing parents, and this revenge is a big deal! Grandma sitting next to her was also confused, and the younger son is in her heart, so she can't bear to blame him. Seeing Luo Shi kneeling on the ground with aggrieved look on her face and Luo Xin with an angry look on her face, grandma sighed and said to Luo Zhi:

"You two are not apologizing like your second sister-in-law?"

"No need!" Luo Xin said first: "Even if my uncle and aunt are willing to apologize and go to the village to explain to me, the rumors have already spread. If you explain it at this time, will anyone believe it?"

Grandma's face suddenly stopped and then became gloomy. However, she felt that she owed Luo Xin too much, so she ignored Luo Xin and looked at Luo's family and said:

"Xiangling, what else do you want?"

"Mom..." Luo was at a loss for a moment. Luo Xin said lightly: "Grandpa, grandma, if there is nothing else, Xiner will say goodbye. Tomorrow, the gentleman will still take Xiner to write the hundreds of families of names, and Xiner will go back to practice."

"You... go back!" Luo Heng said powerlessly.

"Mom, let's go back!"

Luo Xin reached out to help Luo Family up. Luo Qing supported Luo Family from the other side. The three of them walked out of the gate. Luo Family's tears flowed down. Outside the gate, some neighbors from the village pointed at Luo Xin Family.

"Sure enough, Luo Xin learned the Baijia surname in advance! You see, Luo Xin's left arm seems to be a little bad, he must have been beaten by the old man of the Luo family."

"I just said, how could he be a child prodigy? If he were a child prodigy, our Ergouzi would be Wenquxing descending to earth!"

"It's so shameless! Do everything to show off!"

“Mythical corrupt!”

"Stay away from their home in the future!"

“…………”

Luo's face turned red in an instant, and he stopped and was about to let go of his life and curse. However, Luo Xin supported him and his arm and said softly:

"Mom, let's go back!"

Luo looked at Luo Xin in surprise: "Xin'er..."

"Mom, if you can't tell them, it will only increase your worries and it's not worth it."

"But……"

"Baby is fine, she will prove everything."

Luo looked at his eight-year-old son, with a low figure and tender face under the moonlight, but he revealed a calm and heavy temperament, which made Luo feel like he was afraid to look directly.

"Mom believes in you!" Luo finally just put three words in his mouth.

"Brother believes you too!" Luo Qing looked at Luo Xin seriously.

"Thank you, thank you brother!"

When he returned home, Luo hurriedly took off Luo Xin's top. Seeing that Luo Xin's left shoulder was already a little swollen, he burst into tears again.

"Mom, I'm fine!" Luo Xin moved his left arm and grinned in pain.

"Handsome! Will your grandfather's hand strength be lighter? He didn't ask any questions, and he raised his hand and hit him. If it were Sheng'er and Wen'er, would he do this?"

Luo touched his tears, and while talking, he took out his own medicinal wine to apply and massage Luo Xin. Martial arts families like the Luo family are inevitably bumpy and bumpy when practicing martial arts, and the family has never lacked this medicinal wine.

After some massage, Luo Xin felt that although his left shoulder was still a little uncomfortable, he felt much more relaxed. With the help of his mother, he put on his clothes again.

"Xin'er, go to the kang and rest well. Mom will cook for you."

"Mom, I practice writing down the hundreds of families, and the teacher will take the exam tomorrow."

Luo's face showed heartache, but when he thought that his son wanted to regain his reputation with his own abilities, he nodded with tears, lifted up the curtain and walked out.

Luo Xin put the wooden board on the table, dipped his brush in water, and then began to write down the Baijia surname. He naturally would write down the Baijia surname. On the one hand, he did this to make a look, so that people knew that he had practiced writing down the Baijia surname, and on the other hand, it was also for practicing calligraphy. Of course, it was not to practice calligraphy well, but to write worse.

After writing a few words, Luo Xin stopped writing and frowned slightly and thought. Since everyone from the gentleman to the village neighbors thinks that he is lying, he can no longer be low-key. Not only can he not be low-key, but also has to be more high-key. His eyes fell on the undried handwriting on the wooden board, and he not only frowned.

"This word is so ugly!"

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