What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

The fourth child was lying on the ground and lost the ability to move.

Seeing that he couldn't even stand up, the middle-aged man with a flat head immediately ran towards the car with his hands in his pockets.

Zhang Qingyang was sitting in the passenger seat, his heart beating wildly.

He locked the car door and picked up the phone with trembling hands to dial Zhang Xiaoan's number.

The middle-aged man with a crew cut walked to the passenger door, smashed the car glass with an elbow, then grabbed Zhang Qingyang's cell phone and put it into his pocket.

"Get out of the car." The voice of the middle-aged man with a crew cut was cold and emotionless.

"Brother, I...I'm not familiar with him..." Zhang Qingyang explained with a forced smile.

"I know, I'm here to find you."

The middle-aged man with a flat head reached into the car and unlocked the door.

Zhang Qingyang saw the right moment and bit the opponent's arm.

"Hey... moves used by girls in fighting." The middle-aged man with a flat head frowned and punched Zhang Qingyang in the temple with his backhand, knocking him unconscious.

The middle-aged man with a flat head opened the car door, grabbed Zhang Qingyang's collar, pulled him out of the car, and ran towards Aivia.

Zhang Qingyang shook his somewhat dizzy head and said hurriedly: "Brother! We have something to discuss!"

"Where have I offended you before? Tell me and I'll apologize to you, okay?"

"If apologizing doesn't work, can I kneel down and kowtow to you?"

The middle-aged man with a flat head remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Qingyang asked tentatively: "Is it a kidnapping?"

"If it's a kidnapping, brother, you don't have to do this to me. My family is rich, lots of money!"

"My father is Zhang Youzhi, and I am his grandson. As long as you open your mouth, it doesn't matter how much money you have!"

The middle-aged man with a flat head stopped and looked down at Zhang Qingyang, who was half lying on the ground. He suddenly grinned: "Haha."

When Zhang Qingyang saw him like this, he thought there was something going on!

"Don't worry, brother, I understand all the rules. Let's settle the bill in cash. I will definitely cooperate until my father's ransom is paid..."

Zhang Qingyang didn't finish his words.

The electric car door in the back of Ivia opened, Zhang Youzhi stepped out of the car with a sullen face, gritted his teeth, took out the belt from his waist, and went straight to Zhang Qingyang.

When I saw Sun Zhou, my heart dropped, and I pulled out the seven wolves from my waist!

After seeing Zhang Youzhi, Zhang Qingyang blinked and asked with a confused look: "Master, you... why are you here?"

"Bunny!"

"I see that you and Chen Jintai are having a good time eating, drinking and having fun in Wangjiang. You have lost all the courage of our old Zhang family!"

"You useless thing!"

Zhang Youzhi was furious.

He was very angry when he heard Zhang Xiaoan say that Zhang Qingyang was a coward.

I saw Zhang Qingyang’s cowardice with my own eyes today.

The anger in his heart could not be suppressed at all.

This bastard just deserves a beating!

"Master! I was wrong! I was wrong!" Zhang Qingyang lay on the ground and backed away with a look of horror.

The Zhang family is a very strict family.

This kind of thing happened to Zhang Youzhi, but when it was time to deal with it, he was not lenient at all to his grandchildren.

When Zhang Qingyang was young, he was slapped on the butt frequently by Zhang Youzhi.

He knew that when Zhang Youzhi pampered him, he really doted on him, and when he beat him, he really beat him up!

"Qiu Ke, hold him down!"

Zhang Youzhi gave an order, and the middle-aged man with a flat head stepped forward and held down Zhang Qingyang, turned him over and exposed his back, and then clamped his head between his legs.

"Let me go! Brother who can kill people, don't make trouble! Damn it!" Zhang Qingyang thumped hard.

"Don't move, kid, the more you move, the more painful it will be." Qiu Ke said, strengthening his legs.

"It hurts! My head is going to fall off!"

As soon as Zhang Qingyang finished shouting heartbreakingly, Zhang Youzhi walked up behind him, raised the belt and whipped his butt hard.

"Ah! Master! Be gentle!"

"Shut up! Bear with it!" Zhang Youzhi shouted with his eyes widened, then waved his arm and struck him ten times in a row.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"..."

At this time, Zhang Qingyang was like a child who made a mistake and was pushed to the ground and spanked by his elders.

The fourth child saw everything clearly.

He turned over and said: "Fuck! You have internal conflicts within the Zhang family, so I'm going to do something about it..."

……

On the way to the hotel in the city.

The airline seat in the back row of Aivia was folded flat, and Zhang Qingyang lay on it in an orderly manner, not daring to move.

He knew that in the next half month, he would have to sleep in this position.

Zhang Youzhi on the side saw his virtuous behavior, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, but his voice was still cold as he asked: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts..." Zhang Qingyang responded half-deadly.

"It's okay if it hurts!" After Zhang Youzhi finished speaking, he said to Qiu Ke: "Go to a drugstore in the city to buy some safflower oil."

"Good Mr. Zhang."

After Qiu Ke finished speaking, the phone in his trouser pocket rang. It was Zhang Qingyang's cell phone.

He took the time to take out his cell phone, took a look at it, and then threw it into the back row: "Someone with a message for Brother An called you."

"Don't answer! He didn't come even after I was beaten. My brother and his grandmother are stupid!" Zhang Qingyang picked up the phone from the ground and hung up.

Zhang Youzhi looked at the night scene outside the car window. After he recovered, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Brother An? Which Brother An? When did you show up again?"

"His name is Zhang Xiao'an. He is a weakling who threatens me with force every day." Zhang Qingyang braced himself and raised his head and said, "Sir, you are here just in time. You must make the decision for me!"

"Ever since I met that idiot Chang Hsiao-an, I have never had a good time!"

When Zhang Youzhi heard this, his lungs almost exploded with anger!

I call him ancestor.

You called him a fool? !

Also Brother An? Do you want to be my big brother? !

Zhang Youzhi told Qiu Ke: "Drive slowly, drive more carefully, and I'll fix his bad mouth."

"Good Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Youzhi turned his head with a ferocious expression and slapped Zhang Qingyang on the face.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me?" Zhang Qingyang asked in confusion, covering his face.

"It's okay, just lie down, I care about you."

……

After dinner.

Zhang Xiaoan and Fang Moxuan returned home.

As soon as she entered the house, Fang Moxuan took off her shoes and socks, then handed them to Zhang Xiaoan: "Help me smell if it smells bad."

"...it's going to be a fungal infection, please don't make a fuss, okay?"

"Hurry up!" Fang Moxuan urged.

"You let the copper coins smell, a dog's nose works better than mine."

Tongqian, who was lying in the doghouse, glanced up at Zhang Xiaoan, and then immediately retracted his head.

"No, the copper coin is Xinyi's treasure. I can't afford to pay for it being smoked to death. Just smell it!"

Zhang Xiaoan was speechless: "...I'm not your baby anymore? You're a pervert!"

"Besides, it's boring. It's not fun at all." Fang Moxuan threw her socks on the ground, walked into the living room, closed the curtains, took off her clothes quickly, and wandered around in the living room wearing only her underwear.

"Gudong!"

Zhang Xiaoan swallowed, and then his eyes moved downward, and the joy on his face disappeared in an instant.

"Sister, is your aunt here?"

"Not yet, but today is the 29th, so it should be soon. I'll take precautions in advance."

"Hahahaha! Then wait for me, I'll take a bath!" Zhang Xiaoan rushed into the bathroom like a male dog in heat. Then he suddenly thought of something, stuck his head out and asked: "Daughter-in-law, NO tomorrow. It’s 30, isn’t it the day Fatty Chen is released?”