Reborn and married to uncle, husband and wife teamed up to abuse scum.

Tang Gang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes naturally fell on Tang Mo. He obviously didn't believe that Tang Mo, a bastard, could still regret it.

Tang Mo remained silent, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward, Xin An asked considerately, "Father, is it time for dinner?"

"We bought roast chicken and smoked goose, and we still have half of them left. Why don't you let dad use some of them and let husband accompany dad for a couple more drinks. If you think husband did something wrong, just scold him. You can't keep it in your heart. If you hold it in until he gets sick, who knows how he'll regret it."

"Don't think that he always argues with you, in fact, he cares about you the most in his heart."

Tang Mo felt that Xin An described himself as too filial. Even after being bullied like this, he still cared so much about his old father. He must have a place in the story of the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars. He immediately acted as if he was regretful and aggrieved, and looked at Tang Gang with a little desire in his eyes.

Things had come to this point, and Tang Gang couldn't refuse, so he nodded. Xin An quickly asked someone to make arrangements, and then stepped aside to make room for Tang Gang, and then quickly winked at Tang Mo from behind where Tang Gang couldn't see.

The two of them had a tacit understanding. Tang Mo gave him a look that said 'I understand', and Xin An felt relieved. It had to be said that she and Tang Mo had a very good tacit understanding.

Tang Gang is undoubtedly very important to the Marquis' Mansion. If Tang Mo wants to inherit the title, he must get his old father's approval. After all, he still needs to go to the emperor in person to ask for permission.

From a long-term perspective, it is not a good idea to make enemies with him. Besides, only with his nod can Tang Mo use more resources in the mansion. They are both legitimate sons, so why should all resources belong to Tang Rong?

In the same courtyard and pavilion, Tang Gang and his son Tang Mo sat opposite each other. Tang Mo was still holding the pot and pouring wine, saying, "Speaking of which, my son has never drank with his father like this before."

Tang Gang looked up at him, feeling dazed for a moment. He couldn't even remember the last time he looked at Tang Mo carefully. This time, he found that he had grown so big.

He looks a bit like him, but more like his mother.

Tang Mo raised his glass, "Father, I said some angry words in anger before, I hope you don't take it to heart."

Isn't it just pretending to be filial? He doesn't even need to pretend. Was he not filial enough in his previous life?

Tang Gang picked up the cup and said, "You are already a married man, so you should learn to be more stable in the future."

"The father is still willing to preach to his son, and the son is happy."

"Father, please."

After a glass of wine, the stiff atmosphere slowly relaxed. Tang Mo turned into the most filial son, pouring wine for his old father from time to time, picking up food for his old father from time to time, and talking about things from his childhood.

"I still remember when I was five years old, I was sick and uncomfortable, and I asked my father to carry me on his back. My father carried me around the garden. At that time, I thought it would be great if I could stay sick forever, so that my father would come to see me every day and carry me on his back."

It was his mother who asked him to carry him on his back, but unfortunately he didn't understand at that time and just thought that his father liked him.

His words opened up Tang Gang's long-lost memories. Tang Mo smiled as he picked up some food for him. "When I was seven years old, the teacher punished me to copy a book. I refused and cried to my father. My father scolded me severely. After I finished copying, he praised me for my good handwriting. I thought that I should be punished more often in the future so that my father would praise me after scolding me."

"At that time, if my father praised me, I would be happy for three days..."

As I was talking, my eyes became moist. I felt sorry for myself at that time. I was always trying to please others without realizing it, and I would be happy for a few days just by saying a few perfunctory words.

These words were like a knife piercing Tang Gang's heart. Under this situation, Tang Gang couldn't help but feel that he owed this son. The wine went down his throat, "You were indeed a bit naughty when you were a child. Compared with your brother..."

He smiled and continued chewing the meat in his mouth. Tang Mo said, "My father told me since I was a child that my elder brother would take on the responsibility of prospering the Marquisate. I naively thought that with my father and elder brother in the front, and you are all so capable, then you definitely won't need me, so I just let my temper do it."

"I have seen the difficulties my father and elder brother have gone through over the years, and I just hope that they will get better and better..."

Tang Gang seemed to be meeting this son for the first time and was quite surprised, so he asked, "You are also the legitimate son of the Marquisate, so you don't have any thoughts about the title?"

The test was too direct, but Tang Mo shook his head firmly, "My son is not as talented and learned as my elder brother in every aspect, but he still understands the principles that he should understand."

"It's just that I feel a little unfair sometimes. My father really..."

A bitter smile appeared on his lips, "Don't be partial to me at all. I'm older now, I have a wife, and I want to share my face when I go out..."

Tonight's Tang Mo is the Tang Mo who adores his father, the Tang Mo who is full of grievances, and the Tang Mo who is a little angry. He reasonably explains his various rebellious behaviors in recent months, his grievances, and his generous tolerance.

Tang Gang felt mixed emotions. Which father could remain indifferent when faced with a son like this?

His attitude softened as he spoke. When he was slightly tipsy, Tang Mo's eyes turned red. He took a deep breath and sniffed. "Mother respected and loved father so much. Father never got angry for many years. But now she is alienating me because of me. I feel bad and I feel like a sinner..."

Yes, Wang has been virtuous since she married in. If he hadn't cared about Tang Rong and ignored Tang Mo, Wang wouldn't have had such a fight with him. At this moment, the old lady's words echoed in Tang Gang's mind. He couldn't help but sigh and drank another glass of wine...

Just like that, Tang Mo took a glass of wine and a knife, and stabbed his old father in the heart with every knife. However, he felt good in his heart. The saying "hurting the enemy a thousand times will hurt yourself eight hundred times" was exactly what was happening right now.

Finally, Tang Gang got drunk, and kept repeating Wang's maiden name. Tang Mo helped him back. Wang asked someone to settle Tang Gang, and pulled Tang Mo aside to ask about the reason in detail. Tang Mo whispered his plan, "We have endured it all for so many years, how can we let it go so easily?"

Wang glared at him in reproach, "You are the only one who has many tricks. Okay, go back now."

She has figured it out now. She believes that it is more important to plan for herself. She has her own new way to deal with Tang Gang.

Tang Mo, drunk, returned to Qiushi Courtyard. After drinking the hangover soup Xin An prepared for him, he let out a long breath, "I've never drunk such a depressing wine. It's uncomfortable."

"Did you use strong medicine?"

Xin An stood by with a fan to help him fan. Tang Mo nodded, "How can I change his heart if I don't open my own heart? He did feel regretful tonight, but I'm afraid he will forget it in an instant when he wakes up and sees his good son tomorrow."

"Can't forget."

Xin An said: "It's unrealistic to expect him to be on your side all of a sudden, but you can ask him to scold you less, not interfere with you, and occasionally treat you better out of the little father-son relationship he has."

"Don't forget, you still have your mother."

Tang Mo sighed, Xin An asked him to go wash up, "Don't sigh, some things..."

There are some things she has not experienced personally, so she cannot empathize with them, nor can she persuade them. "You will feel better after a good night's sleep. You still have to go to the Liao family tomorrow, so don't delay your work."

Tang Mo sat still and reached out to Xin An, "Pull me up."

For some reason, Xin An remembered the last time he was drunk. He was fine one moment, and went crazy the next. His drinking behavior was really terrible.

She reached out to pull him, wanting to take him to sleep before he went crazy, but she ended up pulling him down instead of up, and she almost fell. Just as she was about to speak, she heard someone say, "Sit on my lap."

Xinan......