"How are you doing, dick? Is it okay? Point out to dad where it hurts?"

"Wenxin! Can you stand up? Move your legs and let mom take a look."

The couple had already rushed to Zhou Wenxin, squatting on the ground and busy checking Zhou Wenxin's condition. Sometimes they opened his clothes to see if there were any injuries. At other times, they held his head and turned around to check for any injuries.

"Ouch...Mom!"

Zhou Wenxin complained loudly and burst into tears in his mother's arms.

Zhou Deming squinted his eyes and said fiercely: "Today, I don't want to lose my face! If you are at home, go find the comrades of the police. Send him in, but I won't believe it. There is no place for reasoning in this world. Let the comrades of the police put him there."

He was sent to the farm to be renovated and renovated so that others could take good care of him!"

"Hey! Old Zhou, you really scared me to death. Then you go find it, you go to the comrades from the police. I'll go find the supervisor. I believe the three of them won't just watch this matter.

If you make a big fuss, you will lose the title of [Excellent Courtyard], and you will have to bear the blame. I don’t care!

I'm only 15 years old, what kind of face do I want? At the worst, I will just move out and fend for myself. You are different, Comrade Zhou Deming, you have to figure it out, you are a dead end and can't move. Your job in a department store

Can't run away? Just wait for the three of them to make trouble in your unit! Not to mention the people in the yard are all ready to watch the Zhou family's jokes. How can you stand still in the yard in the future?

In addition, if I am really caught and sent to a labor camp and there is a bad element like me in the family, how will your son Zhou Wenxin and my old daughter Zhou Wenxiu go to college? How will they join the army? On the first day

You will have to be kicked down, and you will definitely fail the political review!"

"Hiss... Huh..."

Zhou Wenzhong blew out a puff of smoke and opened his mouth again: "Besides, do you think that if you report to the police, it will be all your fault? Just like when you hit me last time, when a father hits his son, others think it is natural.

It should be. It's the same reason for me, an older brother, to beat up his younger brother. So, you still imagine that the police will arrest me? It's unlikely, so you should be realistic."

After saying these two sentences, they had to digest them. Zhou Wenzhong stood up and walked aside. He opened the lid of the soup pot and took a look. There were 8 steamed buns on it, 2 of which were made of bark powder.
Chapter completed!