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Three hundred and three: Cheating your son

Did he dig these people's ancestral graves in his previous life, or something happened, so he caught him and wouldn't let him go.

This means he won't give up until he's killed, right?

He wanted to take action against him again and again.

Seeing Zhang Yu's changing expression, Zhao Wenzhuo comforted him: "Xiao Yu, don't worry, this matter will be resolved soon. Don't worry, we won't let anything happen to you."

In order to protect Zhang Yu's safety, they specially sent two people to temporarily live in the courtyard. These two people will come over tomorrow night.

"Yes, I understand, uncle." Zhang Yu nodded honestly, expressing his belief that they were not worried at all.

On the other hand, I remind myself in my heart that I must be careful recently.

I need to get some more things out during the day today, so that tomorrow night, when there are professionals in the yard, it will be difficult to take things out.

The reason why he dared not hide it in front of his younger uncle and older brother was because he knew they believed in him.

As long as you give a good reason, they will believe it.

Even if there are some things that are not right, they will automatically excuse themselves in their hearts and find good reasons for themselves.

But when it comes to other professionals, he wouldn't dare to do this?

After all, not everyone will favor him and protect him like family members.

Just do what you said. Zhang Yu took advantage of his uncle and elder brother to discuss the matter and said, "I'm going out and I'll be back soon."

Then he ran out in a puff of smoke.

Looking at it, Zhao Wenzhuo and Zhao Feng couldn't help but shake their heads, sighed and said: "Xiaoyu just doesn't take his own safety seriously. They told him that he was in danger these days and asked him to hide."

"Dad, Xiaoyu is still young. It will be fine in two years." Zhao Feng smiled and excused Zhang Yu.

"You! Just follow him!" Zhao Wenzhuo looked like he hated iron, and tapped his eldest son with his hand.

He couldn't bear to be cruel to Xiaoyu, so he upheld the concept of elder brother being like father and wanted his eldest son to teach Xiaoyu a lesson.

But unfortunately, the eldest son has a better attitude towards Xiaoyu than he does.

Facing his old father's hatred, Zhao Feng smiled and shook his head. He knew what his father wanted to do?

I just want him to be cruel and catch Xiaoyu and teach him a lesson.

He doesn't want to engage in this loss-making business.

My father can't do it himself, so why should I count on him?

And even if he was really cruel enough to teach Xiaoyu a lesson, his father might have softened his heart again just halfway through the lesson.

It's not scary to be soft-hearted. What's scary is that he came out to be a good guy, lived like a mud, and then "rescued" Zhang Yu from him.

Then wouldn’t he become the bad guy?

It's not like this kind of thing has never happened before. When Xiaoyu got into trouble when he was a child, his father was reluctant to scold him, but didn't he just pretend to put the blame on himself?

When he was halfway through teaching him a lesson, he took action, acted like a good guy in front of Xiaoyu, and stepped on him again.

Anyway, he has learned a lot now, so he has to do this kind of thing by himself, and don't come to him anyway.

It's no use looking for him.

Looking at his son's expression, Zhao Wenzhuo shook his head and sighed.

As children get older, they are more thoughtful, so it’s not easy to be fooled!

"Bah! Bah! Bah! I didn't cheat my son. I just taught him a lesson before he entered society. Maybe he has to thank himself for letting him learn how to do things."

The expression on Zhao Wenzhuo's face was mixed with pride, dismay, love, etc., which made Zhao Feng feel chills.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I said, "I'm going to see where Xiaoyu went?" and ran out quickly.

After walking out of the room, I patted my beating heart.

Oh my god!

His father's expression just now was really scary.

By the time Zhao Feng found Zhang Yu, he had already returned carrying a large backpack.

Seeing Zhao Feng waiting at the door, his eyes lit up, "Brother, help me quickly! Take it over for me."

Although he can carry the basket on his back, it doesn't mean he likes carrying it.

Shen is secondary. The main reason is that this body has never carried anything on its back at all, except of course when he carried things home a few times.

The skin on my shoulders is still very tender, and it’s already May, so I have already changed out of my cotton-padded clothes.

So not long after carrying it, he felt some pain in his shoulder.

After seeing the basket being taken over by Zhao Feng, Zhang Yu let out a long sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but feel very lucky. Fortunately, given his background, he didn't have to go to the countryside.

otherwise……

"Xiaoyu, what did you do?"

Zhao Feng's words interrupted his thoughts, and he quickly patted Zhao Feng's attempt to lift the clothes covering his back.

"I'll open it when I get home."

After listening to his words, Zhao Feng couldn't help but slap his forehead.

Was he stupid? He actually wanted to open the clothes on his backpack in front of so many people.

"Let's go home quickly. My family is waiting for you." Zhao Feng opened his mouth to make up for what he just said, and after speaking, he took Zhang Yu and left quickly.

It's true that these people's gazes are a bit penetrating.

After returning to the house, looking at the things in the basket, Zhao Wenzhuo and Zhao Feng couldn't help but sigh that Zhang Yu was very capable.

At this time, just one trip out can bring back so many things.

Afterwards, Zhang Guifang, who came home from get off work, smiled even more when she saw this pile of things.

Then he said: "I was worried that the whole hospital was helping to put out the fire, and I didn't have anything to thank them. Now it's better. With these things, tomorrow I will have a big pot in the courtyard to make pot dishes, and every family in the courtyard will share them."

Serve a bowl."

She has been worried these past two days. It stands to reason that the people in the courtyard have saved Xiaoyu's life. If it had been a good year, she would have set up two tables to entertain the people in the courtyard.

But in this day and age, who can have extra food to entertain everyone in the hospital?

In this day and age, if you really dared to entertain everyone in the courtyard for a meal, and word spread, people would think how much food you had at home.

By then, the people in the courtyard who know about his family's situation will be fine, but those who are far away will have all sorts of monsters coming out.

At that time, you will encounter a group of people pretending to be pitiful and borrowing food.

The key is that this kind of people are basically empty-handed, borrowing things without ever seeing them return them.

Regardless of whether they have it or not, their attitudes alone are disgusting.

"Hey! There is a piece of bacon here, which will be even better now. When I cook the big pot tomorrow, I will put a piece of bacon on it, which will give it a bit of a meaty taste.

By cooking pots of meat and vegetables and sharing them with the people in the courtyard, I not only thanked them, but also saved my face and did not have to occupy the food at home.

Okay, let’s do this tomorrow.”

Zhang Guifang clapped her hands and made up her mind.

As for the opinions of the rest of the family, what are those?

Is it important? Is it important?

Not important at all.

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