Chapter 212 Injuring the enemy by one thousand, self-injuring eight hundred
The pitiful screams coming from his son's room naturally attracted the attention of Uncle Mingcheng and Aunt Zhimei, who were resting. They saw two heads sneaking out from behind a bedroom door.
"Honey, why don't we go out and have a fight? I feel like my son can't hold it anymore."
Listening to his son's miserable howls one after another, Uncle Mingcheng swallowed dryly, turned to look at his wife beside him and asked softly.
"If you want to go, you can go by yourself. It's useless if I go, unless you go and wake up Jiang Cheng's son-in-law."
Seeing that her husband wanted to drag her along to fight the battle, Aunt Zhimei firmly shook her head and refused.
"Let's forget it! Cheng's son-in-law drank too much today. Letting Zhongxun get a beating will also help him get along with our future daughter-in-law in the future, so we should treat it as training in advance."
He once again glanced at his son's bedroom with lingering fear. After Uncle Mingcheng finished speaking, he slowly closed the bedroom door, preparing for the arrival of someone who didn't know anything but didn't hear anything.
"It does make sense, but it's not enough for this damn girl to always bully her younger brother. We have to find a way to change this girl's behavior."
Aunt Zhimei, who followed her husband back to the bedroom, returned to the bed and covered herself with a quilt, and said thoughtfully to Uncle Mingcheng beside her.
"Oh~, how can I change it? The siblings grew up fighting and fighting. It's quite normal when you think about it. Forget it, go to bed early."
Uncle Mingcheng just listened to his wife's words and didn't take it too seriously. After all, he had been doing this for so many years. If it were so easy to change, he would have changed it when he was a child.
"That's right, but old man, what do you think about this method? Let's communicate with the girl and encourage her to give birth to a big fat boy. Let her also see the scene of little Enbao beating his brother. Maybe
It’s been cured, so we have the best of both worlds, and we also have a grandson.”
As if she had thought of something, Zhimei's eyes lit up, and she suddenly pulled Uncle Mingcheng up from lying down and spoke out her thoughts.
"Don't worry about your daughter's career now. This is all a bad idea. Go to bed quickly."
Uncle Mingcheng, who had just laid down and was pulled up by his wife, said angrily to his wife and then lay down again.
"What kind of attitude do you have? I didn't say that I have to give birth now. It can be a few years later. I just came up with an idea. Besides, with our inherited son-in-law here, it doesn't matter about career or anything. Women will have to marry each other sooner or later."
A husband teaches his son."
Aunt Zhimei was very dissatisfied with her husband's attitude and pinched him, then she lay down muttering.
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"Ah! Uh-huh, who is talking bad about me? Is it you, a brat?"
Raising her little hand to rub her nose, Zhien jumped out of bed and patted the non-existent dust on her little hand. She turned around and glared at her younger brother who was huddled in the corner of the bed, looking extremely miserable.
"Hey~, I didn't, absolutely not. Sister, I know I was wrong. Can we get along well?"
Li Zhongxun, who had a chicken coop on his head, could not help but shudder when he felt the unkind look from his sister. He endured the pain from all over his body and crawled on the bed without any sense of restraint, showing that the subordinate was facing the superior.
the surrender of the person.
"Okay, I'll let you go this time and go back to sleep."
With a contemptuous look at his younger brother, Zhien said something arrogantly, put on his slippers and quickly walked out of the bedroom without looking back.
"Congratulations to Nuna!"
After bowing to his sister, Li Zhongxun suddenly jumped up from the bed until the bedroom door was closed by his sister, took off his pajamas, took a breath of cold air, and began to check his injuries.
After Zhien closed the bedroom door, her arrogant and arrogant look disappeared immediately. She rubbed her legs and beat her arms pitifully.
"Damn it, this brat really dares to fight back, oooh~, it hurts me to death."
After arranging her messed up hair, Zhien sobbed softly, wiped her tears with her little hands, and limped toward her bedroom.
This is the so-called saying that one thousand injuries to the enemy will result in eight hundred losses for oneself. However, she successfully regained a subordinate for her man, so she no longer has to worry about her man fighting alone in the future.
Although he was tired and his whole body still ached, Zhien returned to the bedroom and quietly found a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.
As for our Chenghao, he was still lying on the bed with his precious daughter, sleeping peacefully and heartlessly, without the slightest idea that his woman had engaged in a full-scale martial arts battle with his brother-in-law for him.
After Zhien finished washing and walked out of the bathroom with a sweet smell, she carefully laid down on the other side of her baby daughter, and soon heard the sound of steady breathing.
There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, as expected, Chenghao was awakened by the movement of his precious daughter.
When Chenghao opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, he saw that his precious daughter had climbed out of the bed alone, twisting her butt and quickly crawling towards the bedroom door.
"Morning! Our little baby."
He raised his hand to say hello to the little guy who turned around to look over. Chenghao turned to look at the sleeping woman next to him. He couldn't help but lower his head and gently kissed the fair little face.
He opened the quilt and walked towards the little guy.
"Press~, ba~ba~."
After nodding his little head to his father as a greeting, Xiao Chengen, who had already crawled to the door, stood up slowly while holding on to the edge of the door, and cleverly raised his little hand to try to touch the door handle.
"Are you going to do something?"
Seeing his daughter's actions, Chenghao squatted down in confusion and asked while looking at his precious daughter who was still trying to open the door.
"Ba~ba~."
After several unsuccessful attempts, the little guy had no choice but to ask his father for help.
"Okay! But I haven't washed up yet!"
Even though he said this, Chenghao still opened the bedroom door for his precious daughter.
"Hmm~."
Seeing the bedroom door open, the little guy thanked his father in his own alien language, then lay on the ground again and quickly crawled out of the bedroom.
Although the heating was turned on everywhere in the house, the floor was still very cold. Chenghao was also worried that the little one would catch a cold and wanted to hug his precious daughter directly, but his curiosity made him hold back for the time being.
"Ba~ba~."
Climbing to the familiar bedroom door, this time Xiao Chengen did not try on his own, but turned directly to call to his father.
"Are you going to find your grandparents?"
Looking at the room of his father-in-law and mother-in-law in front of him, Chenghao curiously asked his precious daughter again.
"Press press~, ba~ba~."
As if urging his father, the little guy raised his little hand and patted the bedroom door.
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(Today’s third update is here. Please give me all the tickets in your hands! Big guys, please stand up. Thank you to book friend: Li Zhien and my wife A for the reward.)