In the early morning, Qiao Qixin did not find Liang Anting in the courtyard.
She searched the house and finally found Liang Anding curled up in a ball in the corner of the kitchen.
"Hey, wake up!" Qiao Qixin reached out and patted Liang Anting's face, "Oh, it's quite hot. Is it a fever?"
Liang Anting woke up faintly. He was so weak that he fainted again without even seeing Qiao Qixin's facial features clearly.
Qiao Qixin checked it out and initially determined that it was the punches from the Void Body Pill and Lin Laoer, plus the triple bonus of being kicked out and staying for half a night, that caused Liang Anting's fever.
Tsk tsk tsk, it’s no wonder he’s an Orion. His physical fitness is pretty good. If he were to put it on someone else, he would probably only have half a breath left.
Qiao Qixin stood up and dragged Liang Heyu and Liang Hejing out of the room.
"Hello, daddy is sick. Please go to his room quickly." Qiao Qixin directed.
The two brothers looked at each other.
Liang Heyu was extremely reluctant. He was still injured from being kicked by Liang Anting a few days ago!
Liang and Jing saw that their elder brother was unwilling and refused to take action.
But Qiao Qixin wouldn't let them waste time like this.
She picked up a slender dead branch and accidentally hit it on Liang Heyu's wound that hadn't healed yet.
"Ah! What are you doing!" Liang Heyu shouted in pain.
Qiao Qixin pointed at Liang Anting arrogantly, "Move it or not, or I will beat you!"
Liang Heyu felt blood seeping out of his wound again, and had to hold Liang Anting's hands reluctantly.
Qiao Qixin waved the bamboo stick in her hand and looked at Liang Hejing threateningly.
Liang Hejing was so frightened that he quickly hugged Liang Anting's feet.
I have to say that Liang Anting is really heavy. As soon as the two brothers arrived at the door, they were already exhausted and sweating profusely.
"Wait, who asked you to move him to my room?" Qiao Qixin said calmly behind the two of them.
The two brothers looked at each other.
If not move here, where else can you move to?
Qiao Qixin clicked her tongue and said, "This is my place. Move him to your place."
"Why!" Liang Hejing shouted dissatisfied, "This is daddy's room!"
Qiao Qixin didn't talk nonsense and whipped Liang Hejing on the buttocks.
"It's not your turn to speak in this house, so move it to me!"
Liang and Jing burst into tears of pain.
Why does a dead branch hurt so much!
"Third brother, stop talking and move." Liang Heyu lowered his voice.
Liang Hejing had no choice but to endure the pain and move Liang Anding to his room.
"Well, that's right. He depends on you. Take good care of your father!" After Qiao Qixin finished speaking, she closed the door with a "ping" sound.
"Ahem..." Liang Anting forced himself to sit up from the bed. He waved to Liang Heyu and motioned for him to come over.
Liang Heyu hesitated again and again, but finally approached carefully, fearing that Liang Anding would take out his anger on him again.
"What's the matter, Dad?" he said carefully.
Liang Anting felt that Liang Heyu was too far away from him, so he grabbed Liang Heyu's collar and pulled him to him.
"...Go to the kitchen. There is money in the firewood pile. Take the money and go hire a doctor for dad."
Liang Heyu looked embarrassed, "Dad, it hurts when Qiao Qixin hits someone."
"Are you still afraid of her?" Liang Anting stared and threatened, "Please invite the doctor! If you don't invite the doctor, your father will die in this room today!"
"No, no, no, dad, I'm going. I'm going now." Liang Heyu waved his hands quickly and turned to go to the kitchen.
He looked around the kitchen and didn't see Qiao Qixin, so he boldly dug up the pile of firewood.
"where……"
As he turned vigorously, a long black shadow suddenly stretched out from behind.
"What are you looking for?" Qiao Qixin appeared out of thin air behind Liang Heyu like a ghost.
"Ahhh!"
Liang Heyu was so frightened that he screamed and sat directly on the pile of firewood.
The rough branches pricked his buttocks, causing him a burning pain, and he immediately jumped up again.
Qiao Qixin kicked the kitchen door shut, crossed her arms over her chest, and held a slender whip she got from somewhere.
"Tell me, what are you turning over?" Qiao Qixin raised her eyebrows.
Liang Heyu swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly, "Dad, dad won't let me tell you."
Qiao Qixin didn't like this, "Really? Then you can continue to read."
Liang Heyu didn't move. To be precise, he didn't dare to move.
"I'll give you two choices, 1. Turn the things over and give them to me, 2. Tell me what you are turning over." Qiao Qixin said, "I know what you are worried about, but look at the way your father looks now.
Can he really beat you?"
The provocation in these words hints at Laman.
Liang Heyu lowered his head, his face full of confusion.
Qiao Qixin has long seen that Liang Heyu has no independent opinions, otherwise he would not always be instigated by Liang Heqing.
Although he and Liang Anting were father and son, Liang Anting had just beaten him not long ago, and his resentment towards Liang Anting was still lingering, so it was the best time to sow discord.
"You're already fifteen, you're already a big boy, and your father still beats you. How disrespectful, isn't it?"
"Did you do something wrong? You didn't. You just followed him, right? Why did he hit you? Why didn't he hit himself?"
Liang Heyu was shaken more and more. This chapter has been completed!