Chapter 261 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 16
Chapter 261 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 16
"Wash together." Stand aside and don't move.
The woman smiled and continued to pour her hands on her back and rub it gently, "Just watch."
This child is very quiet.
But the child next to me was not quiet.
He slapped the water surface and laughed "haha", and even used his hand to pour the floating dust next to him.
This one is over a year old, and it's time for him to grow old.
The floating dust is caused by being awakened by water in sleep and being patted by children.
"You use other people's bath water to bathe your daughter? You are really..." the onlookers reminded in various ways.
Lu Youming had no expression on his face, staring at the woman bathing the child.
Fuchen opened his eyes, and just when he was about to open his mouth to cry, water filled his mouth.
Shut up and stop crying.
Stare at the child with your eyes open.
Before the water fell on his face, he closed his eyes, opened them again, and stared at the child without moving.
The child is called Huzi. He is a boy and is the favorite of the family. He is strong and strong.
Compared with the skinny and small Fuchen, he is several times the size of Fuchen.
Seeing that Fuchen didn't cry or make trouble and was being "bullied" again, the woman helped Fuchen change his position and gave Fuchen a bath.
When I put talcum powder on my child, I also patted the dust around.
Zhang Guihua next to her did not stop Hu Zi's mischief from beginning to end.
I just yelled at him to cooperate and gave him a bath.
Seeing Fuchen finish taking a bath, Lu Youming said directly, "I'm going to the toilet."
I don’t know how long I have been using this toilet.
It was completely dark, so I went to Zhang Guihua's house to look for it, but there was no one there. It was the house of a woman from two houses next door. It was also the bathing place.
After entering, Fuchen slept on the same bed as the child.
"Your child is really easy to raise. He doesn't cry or fuss. My Xiaojie also sleeps with me, so he doesn't need to be carried at all." The woman said, and gave a toy to her, "I think Fuchen likes it very much."
It's a rolling pin for rolling dumpling wrappers.
A little bigger than an adult's hand.
Not worth much money.
I just don't know what she likes about this.
Lu Youming threw it into the kitchen.
But when he went out on the third day, Fuchen couldn't stop crying and cried whenever he was hugged.
Don't cry if you don't hug her.
Wang Jiajun asked him to go out for a drink.
He still wanted to go out for a walk and have a drink.
The tools are gone.
There is nothing to do at home all the time. Why not drink? How can you drink to the fullest with a child next to you?
"Give me a toy to try." Wang Jiajun suggested.
Lu Youming went to the kitchen and took the rolling pin.
Wang Jiajun stared at the rolling pin, "Are you sure?" It must be bigger than her face.
He was really not sure about this problem because he had the wooden stick in his hand. Fuchen immediately stopped crying and got the result.
Fuchen wrapped his hands around the wooden stick and was carried out by Lu Youming.
He walked to the square and threw it directly to Xiaojie's mother, without using the toilet, "Help me take a look."
Just left.
Wang Jiajun also wondered, is the relationship so good?
In the evening, the two of them were slightly drunk. When they returned home, they went to pick up their children. They saw a group of women standing in front of the square.
Zhang Guihua slapped Fuchen on the forehead.
The women nearby pulled apart.
Xiaojie's mother also left.
Wang Jiajun's blood immediately surged, and he rushed forward and kicked her. Zhang Cuihua fell on the woman, clutching her stomach.
Lu Youming's eyes suddenly brightened. He silently picked up the bricks from the wall, walked around behind the woman, grabbed Zhang Guihua's face and made a brick.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The bricks were slapped on Zhang Cuihua's face, making a dull sound.
Zhang Guihua fainted and had no reaction.
There was blood on his face and on the bricks.
Lu Youming had a sinister look on his face and took the photo very seriously.
"Killing!" The women shouted immediately, but did not dare to stop Youming.
There was an old man chatting next to me, and he ran over directly.
Zhang Guihua's husband came over with a knife and killed her.
Some people who hated Lu Youming secretly kicked him behind his knees. Lu Youming almost fell to his knees and his head was exposed to the knife.
Wang Jiajun quit, grabbed the man, threw him to the ground and beat him!
Lu Youming reacted very quickly. With the strength of his drink, he turned sideways and smashed the half brick in his hand against the wrist holding the knife!
The knife fell with a sound. Zhang Guihua's husband covered his hands and was being pulled, but he still wanted to do something.
"You murderer! You are a plague! You are a disaster wherever you are!" Zhang Guihua's husband cursed.
Lu Youming was also pulled and shouted, "Try touching my daughter again!"
"Her surname is Lu! Whoever dares to touch her! Whoever I want will die!"
The two of them were noisy and their heads were getting closer and closer. Their hands were being held by someone.
Lu Youming suddenly jumped up and bit the opponent's nose and wouldn't let go!
"Ouch!" one person screamed.
"Hurry up and call someone! Hurry up and call someone!"
Everyone was in a hurry and did not open the way for the bite, but the police came and separated the two people.
When taking notes at the police station, both men were uncooperative and spoke harshly and harshly to the man next to them.
Zhang Guihua was sent to the clinic for emergency treatment.
Only Xiaojie’s mother was calmer and told the whole story.
"This started out as a child's play."
"Fuchen has been holding her little wooden stick since she woke up."
"I saw her eyes open, so I took her out to chat."
"Huzi saw the rolling pin in Fuchen's hand and reached out to grab it."
"The floating dust won't let go."
"You know how old she is, less than a month old. She can't even hold the rolling pin. She's holding her on all fours."
"The little tiger was over a year old. He scrambled for it, and he got it. But the rolling pin in his hand hit his face, and he immediately started bleeding and started crying."
"Zhang Guihua held the child and coaxed her. I saw that she was about to hit Fuchen, so I avoided it. She later went into the house to coax the child."
"Originally, this matter has been settled."
"I continue to hold the child and chat."
"Who would have thought that Zhang Guihua suddenly came to the crowd, and when I wasn't paying attention, she slapped Fuchen on the face."
Little Yang's mother pointed at Lu Youming and Wang Jiajun, "They happened to see them, so they started doing it."
Regarding this matter, Zhang Guihua's family clamored that if they didn't want compensation, they would send Lu Youming to jail!
But when word spread, everyone looked down on Zhang Cuihua's family.
Don't you deserve to be beaten?
I'll beat any man.
On the contrary, everyone has a changed view of Lu Youming.
The most direct thing is that when Lu Youming came home, the uncle stood in the yard and gave a thumbs up, "Good fight! Like a man! Who is that Zhang Guihua? The play between the children is serious. She is still her own child."
It’s your own fault.”
The road is clear and you don’t stick to one word.
Xiaojie's mother sent Fuchen.
Lu Youming stared at the sleeping Fuchen and fell asleep holding the person in his arms.
A dreamless night.
The next day I woke up covering my head.
Regret it.
You shouldn't bite that nose, it's too shameful.
Like a woman.
Fight, no regrets.
Fight to protect your own dignity.
As for what he said when he screamed yesterday, Lu Youming spit out the bubbles of brushing his teeth.
Forgot it all.
He didn't realize how important Fuchen was.
Not to mention that I won't fight for him.
It just needs to be hidden now.
Wang Jiajun brought cooked food over again, and the two of them ate.
The police came over and said that the matter could be kept private. After all, he was Fuchen's only guardian (Jiang Meili couldn't find anyone), so he still wanted to keep it private.
Sister Liu of Zhang Guihua's family has come over and will persuade them.
But there will definitely be compensation.
"No." Lu Youminghaoheng said, "Not a penny."
After the police left.
That night, Lu Youming suddenly appeared at Zhang Guihua's house.
The door to the house opens directly.
Zhang Guihua’s husband yelled, “What are you going to do?”
Lu Youming stared at Zhang Guihua's husband with an expressionless face, "I'm just telling you. If you want to send me to jail, then before I go to jail, I will definitely send your whole family to report to the underworld."
Turn around and leave.
Zhang Guihua's husband stared at the person leaving, still frozen in place, his pupils widened, and he was in shock.
