Zhang Tiexiu was stunned and found that there was blood at the corner of Zhang Tiezhu's mouth, so he hurriedly asked: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Who beat you?"
"Damn it, who can beat me!" Zhang Tiezhu bared his teeth, but his big eyes stared at the donkey-faced old man fiercely, wishing to use his eyes to cut Han Leshan into pieces and cut him into pieces!
Zhang Tiexiu was stunned and immediately understood what was going on. Zhang Tiezhu must have been beaten by the donkey-faced old man.
But from the looks of it, the donkey-faced old man was injured more seriously than Zhang Tiezhu, and just now in the house, he also heard the donkey-faced old man's heart-rending screams... and someone crying "wife"
A cry for mercy.
"Boy, what are you looking at? Have you never seen an old handsome guy?!" The donkey-faced old man noticed that Zhang Tiezhu was glaring at him, and he immediately glared back fiercely.
"Damn it, this is my house, who are you staring at?!" Zhang Tiezhu roared angrily: "Believe it or not, I'll call the police and arrest you!"
Han Leshan: "..."
Zhang Tiexiu: "..."
Mrs. Yan: "..."
Zhang Tiezhu's words were so shocking that everyone was stunned and stunned.
"Haha, hahaha... Boy, you're quite funny." The donkey-faced old man laughed at Zhang Tiezhu's words.
He never expected that Zhang Liyang's grandson would look like this.
"I'm teasing you, uncle!" Zhang Tiezhu cursed, looking very unhappy at the donkey-faced old man.
Zhang Tiezhu defeated all the invincible opponents in the world, but in the end he was beaten by an old man. It is really unreasonable!
"Hey, little bastard, are your skin itchy again?!" The donkey-faced old man snorted coldly, put his grandson on the ground, and immediately rolled up his sleeves to start.
"Old man, do you think I'm afraid of you!" Zhang Tiezhu gritted his teeth and went to the outhouse to get a kitchen knife and was going to fight the donkey-faced old man to the death!
"Hey, little bastard, do you think I'm afraid of you if I hold a knife?" The donkey-faced old man moved his neck, his fighting spirit boiling over.
"Ahem, Han Leshan, please try touching him." Mrs. Yan coughed dryly and glared coldly at the donkey-faced old man.
"...I was joking with him, wife, don't be angry!" Han Leshan immediately smiled and walked to Zhang Tiezhu cordially, ignoring the kitchen knife in his hand, and came to Zhang Tiezhu.
A warm hug!
"Grandson, Grandpa Han was joking with you just now, don't be angry!" Han Leshan said cheerfully, and patted Zhang Tiezhu twice on the back.
Zhang Tiezhu: "..."
"Get the hell out of here!" Zhang Tiezhu pushed the donkey-faced old man away with a look of disgust.
He knew very well that even if he had a kitchen knife in his hand, he would definitely not be able to do anything to this old guy.
"Hey, kid, you have to speak in a civilized manner, okay? I want to respect you, Grandpa Han!" the donkey-faced old man said dissatisfied.
Zhang Tiezhu was stunned, thinking of what the donkey-faced old man said before: "Do you know my grandfather?"
"Your grandpa? Hahaha..." Han Leshan gritted his teeth, with a sneer on his face, and was about to speak.
"Cough cough cough..." Mrs. Yan, who was sitting at the head of the kang, coughed vigorously, interrupting Han Leshan's words.
Han Leshan: "..."
"Is your grandpa an old man? I know him if he is!" Han Leshan said lightly.
Zhang Tiezhu: "..."
"Do you think I'm stupid?!" Zhang Tiezhu bared his teeth, glared at the donkey-faced old man, and then looked at Mrs. Yan: "Old lady, do you know my grandfather?"
"I don't know." Mrs. Yan said expressionlessly.
Zhang Tiezhu is scratching his head. Old lady Yan and the donkey-faced old man must know something, but they deliberately hide it from him!
But just keep it a secret. The worst that can happen is that you can go back to the seven shows in person and ask his grandfather face to face!
"Grandson, Grandpa Han, I'm hungry, go get me something to eat." The donkey-faced old man said cheerfully, swaggeringly sat back on the chair, and continued to play with his grandson.
Zhang Tiezhu: "..."
Zhang Tiezhu was about to turn his back and curse, but Zhang Tiexiu on the side had an idea and spoke first: "Grandpa Han, let me get you a bowl of noodles!"
"Hey, your grandson is sensible. Go quickly, go quickly, I will starve you and Grandpa Han to death!" the donkey-faced old man immediately said with a smile.
Zhang Tiezhu was stunned and looked at Zhang Tiexiu in disbelief. How could his unlucky brother be so kind?!
Zhang Tiexiu blinked at Zhang Tiezhu, who immediately understood. Zhang Tiexiu's ability to deceive people is truly outstanding!
Good brother, I love you... Zhang Tiezhu said expressionlessly: "Go ahead."
"Yeah." Zhang Tiexiu ran to the outhouse and started to light a fire to cook noodles.
If you dare to beat his elder brother, what is the difference between beating him Zhang Tiexiu?!
Zhang Tiexiu has a lot of rotten black spirit fruits on his body, so he must make some noodles!
...
Zhang Tiezhu was sitting on the stool with no expression, looking gloomy. In fact, he was suppressing a laugh, waiting to see Zhang Tiexiu trick the donkey-faced old man.
The donkey-faced old man was holding his grandson. When he saw Zhang Tiezhu staring at him with a dark face, he smiled lightly and said: "Boy, you look, tsk tsk tsk... you are so ugly!"
Zhang Tiezhu: "??????"
Mrs. Yan: "..."
"Old man Deng, are you fucking blind? I, Zhang Tiezhu, am so good-looking, and you actually call me ugly?!" Zhang Tiezhu bared his teeth and said angrily, "You must be fucking jealous of me? Right!"
Zhang Tiezhu has always been very confident in his appearance. Who dares to say that he is not good-looking? Who can Zhang Tiezhu fight to the death?
"Hahaha... Go back and pee and take more pictures of yourself, you shoehorn face." The donkey-faced old man sneered and sneered.
"That's better than your old donkey face!" Zhang Tiezhu slammed the table and said angrily.
"Hey, you little bastard..."
"Han Leshan, shut up!"
Mrs. Yan scolded angrily, and Han Leshan curled his lips and honestly did not dare to say anything anymore.
In fact, Han Leshan really wanted to tell Zhang Tiezhu everything he knew. After all, he disliked Zhang Liyang and would be very happy to ruin Zhang Liyang's plan.
But Mrs. Yan was always by her side, so Han Leshan had no chance to speak.
"Grandpa, which one looks better, the donkey face or the shoehorn face?" The little boy Han Ren was stunned and looked at the donkey-faced old man in surprise.
Han Leshan: "..."
"Donkey face, of course donkey face is the prettiest, shoehorned face is nothing!" the donkey-faced old man said in a very determined tone.
Zhang Tiezhu: "..."
Zhang Tiezhu bared his teeth and was about to fall out.
At this time, the door of the room opened, and Zhang Tiexiu walked in with noodles: "Here comes the noodles!"
Zhang Tiexiu put the noodles on the table and looked at the donkey-faced old man with a smile: "Grandpa Han, the noodles are ready and ready to eat!"
"Well, dear grandson, you are much more sensible than that little bastard." Han Leshan said cheerfully, and couldn't wait to sit down at the table, smelling the fragrant noodles, his appetite was whetted!
"It smells so good!" The donkey-faced old man couldn't wait to stuff the noodles into his mouth.
Zhang Tiezhu looked at Zhang Tiexiu, who winked at him and grinned...
Zhang Tiezhu understood the idea and remained silent, hoping that the donkey-faced old man would eat more, and there would be a lot of fun later.
"It tastes so good, so sweet..." Han Leshan said cheerfully, and soon the bowl of noodles was completely eaten.
"Is there any more?" The donkey-faced old man looked at Zhang Tiexiu.
"Yes, yes...wait a minute!" Zhang Tiexiu went to the outhouse and served another bowl to the donkey-faced old man.
The donkey-faced old man ate so happily that he started to chirp...
"Eat slowly!" Mrs. Yan said helplessly, worried that Han Leshan would damage his intestines and stomach.
"Hahaha...it's okay. I was in a hurry when I came here. I haven't eaten all day." The donkey-faced old man laughed. Hearing that Mrs. Yan was concerned, he was in a good mood.
Zhang Tiezhu looked surprised. Why didn't the donkey-faced old man react after eating so much?
Are experts immune to diarrhea?
At this moment, the donkey-faced old man's expression changed, and he covered his stomach fiercely: "Oh, shit...why do you feel this?!"