At this time, outside the door, the sound of gagging could be heard from time to time in the room. After the aunt and nephew looked at each other, they moved a few steps outside in a tacit understanding.
As for entering the house to save people, haha!
After seeing with his own eyes the obvious traces of electric shock on the chicken's neck, Zhang Yu said that he didn't want to do it at all. Not only that, he secretly wished that his elder brother would receive more lessons.
As for Zhang Guifang, she said she heard nothing.
Being coaxed by her nephew does not mean that she is no longer angry.
Her hen is a hen that can lay two eggs a day!
If that brat, the boss, doesn't get a spanking today, she won't be able to sleep at night.
Besides, Lao Zhao is watching in the room, so nothing big will happen.
So the aunt and nephew were chatting there, and by the end of the conversation they didn't know where they were going. When they heard there was no sound in the room, the aunt and nephew turned to look into the room.
When they looked over, the door happened to be open.
Zhang Guifang only glanced inside, and after making sure that her eldest son had no obvious injuries, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the time, and said to Zhao Wenzhuo: "It's getting late, I guess there's no time to cook, why don't you go
Eat at the entrance of the alley."
I was so angry today that I didn't have time to cook.
However, there is a fried dough stick seller recently at the entrance of the alley, and they should be selling them at this time.
"Okay." It was getting late, so the family didn't say anything more and turned around to pack their things.
Zhang Guifang took one last look at the hen in the cage, sighed, and then told her nephew: "Come back early tonight and let's stew the chicken."
"Then I'll have to come back early. I've been craving for this bite for a long time. It's up to you to cook the food. No one else can make it taste like this. When the time comes, I'll stick two pancakes on the edge of the pot. I think...
My mouth is already drooling." Zhang Yu's mouth felt like it was covered with honey, and he kept saying nice things one after another.
No matter how the rest of the family felt, Zhang Guifang felt quite comfortable when her nephew said this.
Seeing that Zhang Guifang was so happy now, Zhao Feng also stood up and interjected from the side: "Mom, don't stick so many yellow noodle cakes, stick two more good noodle cakes, I like to eat that."
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu had the urge to cover his face, but the elder brother didn't even look at him.
Shouldn't a normal person stay quiet at this time? Why is he so independent? Do you know what your identity is now, a "criminal body"?
In this situation, he actually dared to make demands. This was like lighting a lantern in the toilet - seeking death in other ways.
Zhang Yu didn't even notice what happened next. Just as he expected, Zhao Feng's words stirred up Zhang Guifang's anger that she had finally suppressed.
Zhang Guifang now used her language skills, which she had practiced for many years in the subdistrict office, to spray Zhao Feng with blood.
"Do you think I look like a white flour cake? ＊＊(Two thousand words are omitted here)."
If it weren't for the fact that it was getting late, and if it was any later, she would be delayed from going to work, Zhang Guifang would still be able to continue spraying.
After Zhang Guifang walked away, Zhao Feng dared to raise his head and looked at Zhang Yu who was standing aside. His eyes were full of sorrow: "Xiaoyu, we are not brothers anymore, why don't you save me?"
Zhang Yu glared at him angrily, not wanting to talk to him at all.
Didn't you save him?
But he is asking for his own death. Others can't stop him even if they want to, so what can he do?
Seeing that he wanted to continue talking, Zhang Yu raised the chicken in his hand.
Looking at the chicken in Zhang Yu's hand, Zhao Feng was immediately discouraged.
He is guilty!
After taking care of Zhao Feng, Zhang Yu locked the chicken in the cabinet of his sister-in-law's kitchen, then picked up his satchel and headed out.
He chatted casually with a 250 person, worried that the other person would make him stupid.
Watching Zhang Yu leave, Zhao Feng turned his attention to his father and wanted him to say a few words.
In response, Zhao Wenzhuo just looked him up and down, and then sighed deeply. If the other person didn't look so much like him, he would have doubted whether the child was born in the wrong arms. Where did he inherit this?
After all, he and his wife have never had such a child!
Zhao Wenzhuo turned around and left, really not wanting to talk to this miserable son again.
"Hey, hey, hey! Dad, don't leave!"
After trying to save him to no avail, Zhao Feng placed his last hope on his two younger brothers: "Second child, third child, what did you mean when dad sighed just now?"
After Zhao Liang and Zhao Lei looked at each other, they pushed aside the eldest brother who was blocking the door in a tacit understanding and walked straight out.
After walking out of the door, Zhao Liang breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the brother next to him, and said with confusion: "Second brother, I remember that the eldest brother was not like this before..."
I haven’t finished what I said next, but I understand everything.
Zhao Lei sighed, looked at his third child, then at himself, then turned around and thought of his eldest brother's body. He couldn't help but wonder if he had used his brain to change his body, or else he was already over 20 and he was still growing taller this year.
It's four to five centimeters taller, and it will soon exceed 1.9 meters.
Zhao Lei shook his head and tried to get rid of this idea. He shouldn't, shouldn't, as a younger brother, he shouldn't think about his elder brother so much.
However, this idea seems to have taken root and cannot be shaken off.
It wasn't until he reached the entrance of the alley and met Zhang Yu who was eating there that he got rid of those messy thoughts.
Looking at Zhang Yu who was eating deliciously, he also felt hungry and said to the stall owner: "Please bring me ten fried dough sticks."
"Okay! It's 4 cents in total and 50 taels of food stamps. Just wait a moment and it'll be ready soon."
The person frying the fried dough sticks was a middle-aged man. He grinned when he saw Zhao Lei coming over.
After getting their fried dough sticks, Zhao Lei and Zhao Liang went next to Zhang Yu.
Zhao Liang has been busy shopping in various places during this period. He had no idea when the fried dough sticks stall was set up here, so he asked curiously: "Is this stall private?"
Zhang Guifang shook her head: "No, it was arranged by the street."
After that, he explained that neither of them had a formal job. The man used to do odd jobs outside and the woman washed clothes at home. Although it was difficult, it was able to support their lives to some extent.
But some time ago, when a man was repairing someone's roof, he accidentally fell off the wall and broke his leg.
The family that asked him to work was not evil-minded. The old man of that family said that no matter what happened, something happened to him while he was working for his family, and they had to take care of it.
Although the family was not very wealthy, they did their best. In addition to paying the middle-aged man's medical bills, he also gave them 50 yuan.
No matter who is asked to say this, they have done it right.
