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"No wonder Third Uncle's eyes were not right, and no wonder everyone looked so excited. It turned out that Dad was back, and they were all waiting to see the excitement."

Liu Guangqi suddenly realized.

"Brother, what should we do?"

Liu Guangfu stood at the door, a little flustered. "What should I do?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

"I don't dare go home. I will definitely be beaten if I go home." Liu Guangqi shook his head.

Liu Guangfu also nodded. He didn't want to go home either, and even planned to go out with Liu Guangqi to hide. "Liu Guangqi, Liu Guangfu, it's so late, why haven't you two gone home yet?"

"Why are you standing at the door without moving?" Xu Damao shouted loudly.

The sound echoed throughout the yard.

He did it on purpose so that Liu Haizhong could hear it and then give his two sons a severe lesson, causing a family dispute and venting his anger.

Xu Damao heard about the frame-up plan from Xu Fugui and knew that the underwear was originally intended to be placed at Wan's house.

Later he was put in their home, obviously framed.

This is possible in Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai, and the Jia family. As long as there is a chance, he must make them all pay the price.

now,

Neither Liu Guangqi nor Liu Guangfu dared to go home.

Xu Damao saw through the reason at a glance, so he deliberately shouted loudly to remind Liu Haizhong that his two sons were at the door, but they just didn't dare to go home. [Please subscribe]

"You little bastards, why don't you come in?" Liu Haizhong roared.

Liu Guangqi and Liu Guangfu trembled almost at the same time.

The curses that spewed out of Liu Hai's mouth were full of anger, and it seemed that they were bound to be beaten.

With a bang, the door was opened.

Liu Haizhong came out with a rolling pin in his hand. This rolling pin was more than two feet long, thicker than an egg, and made of hardwood. When it hit someone, its power was comparable to that of an iron rod.

With a snap, Liu Guangqi turned around and ran, with Liu Guangfu following closely behind him.

"Xu Damao, you bastard, you will pay for this!" Liu Guangqi cursed as he ran.

If Xu Damao hadn't yelled at him, Liu Haizhong would have had no idea they were outside the door, and naturally wouldn't have come out with a rolling pin to chase them.

With a whoosh, a rolling pin was thrown out from the bangs.

With a cry of "Ah", the rolling pin hit Liu Guangfu's back and knocked him to the ground. Before he could get up, Liu Haizhong had already run up to him.

With a bang, Liu Haizhong kicked Liu Guangfu down, and then stepped on his back, pressing him so that he could not move.

"Boy, you dare to hit me and want to kill me. Tell me, should you die?" Liu Haizhong shouted angrily and increased the force of his feet.

"Dad, I was wrong. I definitely didn't mean it. It was just this once. I will never dare to do it again next time!" Liu Guangfu was scared out of his wits.

He thought of the rolling pin as thick as an egg, and wondered: If it gets hit by something, will I still be able to see the sun tomorrow?

"Boy, I am your father. You and your elder brother actually sent me to the hospital. You are an unfilial son. I must beat you up!" Liu Haizhong waved the rolling pin and raised it high.

Liu Guangfu's face suddenly became desperate.

"Haha, isn't this just retribution?"

"Liu Haizhong, you beat Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu so badly that they were hospitalized. Has it ever been like this?"

"You said they were unfilial. It's true that they are a little unfilial, but who has ever heard of a father like you who often beats his children into the hospital?"

Xu Damao sneered sarcastically.

People around expressed their agreement.

Speaking of beating children, it is a very common thing for parents to beat their children in Siheyuan and even other places, and everyone is used to it.

However, there is a limit to how much parents can spank their children!

It is rare to see a stepfather or stepmother like Liu Haizhong beat their children to death, not to mention that Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu were his biological sons.

"you……"

Hearing everyone's discussions, criticisms and accusations, Liu Haizhong felt a headache.

With a thud, the rolling pin in his hand fell to the ground.

Liu Haizhong began to sway from side to side and felt dizzy.

The second aunt ran over and supported him.

"Second uncle, third uncle, please come and help me. I can't support Lao Liu at all."

The second aunt shouted loudly.

Liu Haizhong is one of the two fattest men in the courtyard. Compared with Jia Zhangshi, he is taller and stronger, and of course heavier.

Second Auntie was just an ordinary woman, so she couldn't help him. Yi Zhonghai hurried forward to help.

But Yan Fugui did not go over, but asked his son Yan Jiecheng to help. Yi Zhonghai's expression was very ugly.

Yan Fugui has his own son, so he can handle the situation without having to do it himself.

But Yi Zhonghai had no son, so he had to go into battle himself.

"Ha ha……"

Liu Guangfu couldn't help laughing, and immediately got up and ran away. He had just been pinned down by Liu Haizhong. Liu Haizhong's anger was no joke, and when he raised the rolling pin, he was determined to teach this naughty child a lesson, "You little bastard, stop right there..." Liu Haizhong's anger and headache intensified as Liu Guangfu ran away.

However, Liu Guangfu didn't care at all and disappeared in an instant. Yan Fugui, who was standing by, gently persuaded him, "Old Liu, it's not that I won't help you, but you really need to change your hot temper. The children are grown up and have self-esteem. They are no longer children who can be scolded or beaten at will."

Liu Haizhong's expression darkened. He was very unhappy with Yan Fugui's attitude: "I don't need others to tell me how to discipline my own son."

"Really? Am I really meddling in other people's business?" Yan Fugui retorted, "Do you think I like to worry about this? I am just reminding you temporarily out of kindness."

"I appreciate your 'kindness', but I don't want it! Jiefang, let's go back." Having said that, Yan Fugui turned around and left angrily, taking his son away with him, leaving Liu Haizhong to be supported by Yi Zhonghai alone.

Yi Zhonghai's forehead was sweating. After all, he was not young anymore, and the weight of Liu Haizhong was a big challenge for him. "Who can help me carry Liu Haizhong back!" he shouted. At this moment, he thought of Sha Zhu who no longer served him. In the past, as long as Yi Zhonghai said something, Sha Zhu would do his best to complete it.

Yan Fugui returned home with a heavy expression. He gathered his family together and said earnestly: "Look at the situation of the Liu family. Sons like Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu obviously have no feelings for their father, let alone provide for his old age. As for Liu Guangqi, it's hard to say. Maybe he will be filial, but he may not be."

As he spoke, he carefully observed the reactions of his four children. He remembered Wan Xingbang's previous warning to him: once a family relationship is damaged, it is difficult to repair it. Calculating too much is also a kind of emotional harm. Over time, the harm caused to children is not much less than violence. Thinking of this, he began to worry whether his three sons and one daughter would also follow the path of the Liu family?

So he turned to his eldest son and asked, "Jiecheng, I usually set strict standards for you and charge you for your living expenses and other expenses. Do you blame me in your heart?" Yan Jiecheng was slightly stunned, and after a little hesitation, he replied, "Dad, I don't blame you."

Yan Fugui's heart sank when he heard these words. Parents know their children best. Judging from Yan Jiecheng's vague answer, he still had dissatisfaction in his heart. This situation was no different from the Liu family, although it had not yet been fully revealed. Recalling the Liu brothers, their outburst at a certain point was caused by the dissatisfaction accumulated over the years, which eventually led to the revenge against Liu Haizhong.

Yan Fugui realized that if Yan Jiecheng's dissatisfaction continued to accumulate, it might also lead to serious consequences. Even if he did not take action against his father, he might choose to stay out of the issue of his father's care.

"What Wan Xingbang said makes sense. I may have been too fussy about my treatment of children." He fell into deep thought. "Maybe it's time to change something." This thought made him feel very conflicted and troubled.

He planned carefully and calculated for most of his life.

If his life were to shift from computing to non-computing, it would seem that he would even have trouble figuring out how to arrange his time.

In the backyard.

Wan Xingbang returned home.

As soon as I entered the door, Daizi was preparing dinner. To be precise, Daizi was cooking, and Wan Xingbang was guiding Daizi's cooking skills and giving him opportunities to improve.

"Master, Liu Hai ** the hospital."

"As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, Liu Haizhong flew into a rage and almost made Xu Damao faint."

The idiot tells the story in his bangs.

"He found this himself!"

"Silly boy, you are already married and may become a father soon. You must remember that as a parent, you must never follow Liu Haizhong's example."

"We should not learn from Yan Fugui either."

"They both went to extremes. One pushed the corporal punishment of the child to the limit, and the other's calculations on the child reached the peak. Both will slowly wear away the family affection."

"If you don't reflect on your mistakes and make changes, when you get old, you may not even be able to guarantee your basic living." Wan Xingbang was full of contempt for Liu Haizhong.

The idiot nodded in agreement.

The atmosphere in Yi Zhonghai's home was heavy.

Yi Zhonghai first sent Liu Haizhong home, and then he came back and sighed. "Old Yi, what happened?"

The neighbor aunt asked.

"Hey, it's all Wan Xingbang's fault."

"He developed high-precision machine tools, which made the work of a skilled worker much easier. Using high-precision machine tools, a skilled worker can do the work of an eighth-level worker in the past."

"Now he has added chips to high-precision machine tools and called them CNC machine tools, machining centers, and so on. In short, the machine tools have become more advanced."

"So what else can we, the eighth-level workers, do now?"

Faced with such a situation, Yi Zhonghai no longer cared about the affairs of the hospital.

While advanced machine tools will not directly take away his livelihood, they will obviously greatly reduce their influence, because the eighth-level worker is no longer irreplaceable.

The influence is reduced,

This means the disappearance of various preferential treatments.

"You mean to say that Wan Xingbang has designed a machine tool that can replace your work?"

Although the aunt didn't understand the specific meaning, she roughly understood what Yi Zhonghai meant.

Yi Zhonghai nodded and sighed deeply again.

As a wise man, he knew that since the advent of high-precision machine tools, the status of these top craftsmen would inevitably decline.