Sister-in-law comes for treatment

Wang Qingsong was so frightened that his legs weakened and he fell to the ground, shouting: "Don't come over, don't come over!"

Wang Tiezhu rushed forward, raised his fist and struck.

bang bang bang...

The fists fell like a violent storm.

The screams were louder and louder than the last.

Wang Qingsong couldn't stand the punches anymore and began to beg for mercy: "Stop fighting, I was wrong, I shouldn't have... attacked your father.

Please stop fighting. If you fight again, someone will die. "

Some of the people around him started to persuade him: "Tie Zhu, just give him a good beating to vent his anger. Don't really kill anyone."

"That's right, that's about it."

……

Wang Youfu gritted his teeth and kept silent, not to mention that his son wanted to hit someone.

The Wang family bullied others too much.

At this time, he heard screams one after another, and he was a little scared. The mentally ill person was not guilty of beating people to death, but there were people in the Wang family.

Thinking of this, he went up and hugged Wang Tiezhu's waist: "Tiezhu, stop fighting.

Stop, listen to dad, don't fight anymore. "

After a few words of persuasion were of no use, he directly hugged her waist, picked her up and stepped back.

Wang Tiezhu was picked up and no longer insisted on taking action because he had never wanted to kill Wang Qingsong from the beginning.

With so many villagers, if he killed someone, it would be very troublesome, and he might even get into trouble with a mental hospital because of this incident.

There is another more important thing. He couldn't kill someone in front of his father, otherwise his father would make a mistake out of worry and fear.

That wasn't what he wanted. After his father's persuasion, he borrowed the donkey from Poxia and walked back with him.

Wang Qingsong was helped up. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. It hurt wherever he touched it, and his teeth itched with hatred.

He took out his phone and dialed his eldest brother Wang Qingyun's number. He must let him find a way to avenge him.

Drop~

Drop~

……

The phone rang with a busy signal, but no one answered.

Seeing many villagers around him watching, he gritted his teeth and said harshly: "Wang Tiezhu, just wait, my brother will not let you go."

Wang Tiezhu was pulled by his father's arm and walked back, just like when he was a child and his father pulled him back during a fight.

On the way, Wang Youfu kept scolding: "You are crazy, you are shouting about killing, if someone dies, you... what do you want me and your mother to do?"

Don't be so impulsive in the future... didn't he just want to hit me?

A few beatings won't kill him, but I can handle your father... You have such a bad temper... You are becoming more and more impulsive. "

The fierceness on Wang Tiezhu's face gradually disappeared, and he listened silently to the scolding.

I don't know why, but I feel very comfortable. When I was a child, I was disgusted and afraid of my father's abuse.

Now it sounds like I am enjoying it very much.

As he listened, a smile appeared on his lips.

yard.

A van stopped against the courtyard wall.

There was a forty-watt light bulb hanging on the door of the kitchen, and there were cobwebs and dust on the light bulb.

The dim lights add a hazy beauty to the yard.

The dinner table.

Steamed buns, polenta, green peppers and cucumbers, and a scrambled egg.

Wang Tiezhu was eating well. He had one meal in the morning and only had his second meal now. He was really hungry.

Zhang Qin frowned at the side: "Eat slowly, it's not like there is no food.

Don't choke, you are too...why don't you know how to buy food outside when you are hungry? "

Before Wang Tiezhu and his father returned home, they agreed not to let his mother know about his being admitted to a mental hospital.

Zhang Qin was still kept in the dark. She only cared about Wang Tiezhu's diet.

Wang Tiezhu said with a smile: "The rice sold outside is not as delicious as my mother's cooking.

The cucumbers they photographed did not have a crunchy texture.

Even if I am hungry, I will come back to eat the food cooked by my mother. "

Zhang Qin smiled brightly and complained: "You kid, I didn't make anything delicious.

I'll find you a wife in the future. If the cooking doesn't taste good, don't be picky.

Just do it yourself. In today's society, women are more delicate and men need to be more diligent. "

Wang Tiezhu wanted to make his mother happy and said with a smile: "When I get married, my wife will cook for you."