Chongxi little husband

With Zhang Jifangyan's departure, no one will care about Dafang anymore.

Zhang Ruizhong was still delighted to hear that his daughter-in-law was pregnant—that he would soon be a grandfather, so he did not talk about his son. He was also angry that the child was gone.It's just that he didn't expect the news that his grandson was gone so soon, so he was dumbfounded.

"Uncle Lin, are you...really sure?"

Uncle Lin looked up at him, but he was not angry. He sighed again and shook his head: "Accidents are prone to happen when you are young, and collisions are impossible. Now... let's take it in so that you can rest. There will be."

One sentence sentenced to death, and Zhang Ruizhong and his son finally accepted the reality.Zhang Qi's face was pale, his face was ashen, and his eyes were dull. He looked at Zhang Chunyan in Bai Xianxian's arms and did not respond for a long time.

Old man Zhang and Zhang Ruixiang were equally shocked.Especially Zhang Ruixiang, he originally went to find Uncle Lin, but ran into the village chief on the way, and changed his mind when he heard that Mr. Mo was here today, but when he returned, he still went to find Uncle Lin Take it over.

Now I can't help but feel a little thankful for his unnecessary actions, otherwise, when Mo Langzhong comes out, this niece and daughter-in-law don't know what to do.

Zhang Ruixiang recovered quickly. Seeing that Zhang Qi was still in a daze, he hurried over to pat him to wake him up, and urged: "What are you doing in a daze? Didn't you listen to what Uncle Lin said? Hurry up and take your niece and daughter-in-law back to the room to lie down and let Lin Uncle give a good diagnosis and treatment."

Only then did Zhang Qi react a bit. He raised his head in a daze, but his face was still a little dazed, and he hadn't woken up at all.

Bai Xianxian was also dumbfounded. She never expected that after a day of absence, the child that Sister Yan finally had was gone...?

"Sister Yan...what happened? How...how did the baby disappear?"

She also heard the old man's words, and suddenly remembered the scene she saw before entering the door, so she couldn't help but question Zhang Qi and the others, "There are so many of you here, why are you just watching Sister Yan being bullied like this? She waited so long for this to happen. Pregnant...is it just because that person conceived a child first that he is being protected like this?"

The woman's shrill and angry yelling and questioning overwhelmed Cui'e's yelling inside, but everyone present was confused by the scolding.

Old man Zhang was the first to realize that she had misunderstood her, and he was shocked and saddened by the loss of his great-grandson, but he was also a little displeased at being misunderstood by such an inexplicable accusation, "Brother Yan did not bully anyone." I also saw it, but Zhang Qi and Zhang Chunyan's tussle happened too fast at that time, and Zhang Chunyan's situation at that time, he was too shocked to stop it for a while.

But now that I think about it carefully, I realize something that I didn't notice before.

Old man Zhang's thoughtful eyes suddenly met his eldest grandson, "Qi'er, what is going on?"

The grandson and great-grandson had accidents one after another, obviously because they heard the movement before, because when they arrived, the two of them fell to the ground.

Thinking of the posture of the two of them at that time, my heart sank.

Zhang Ruizhong obviously thought about it, and his face suddenly became ugly.It's just that he thought much more than old man Zhang. When a thought popped up suddenly, he couldn't get rid of it. A surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart, and his face suddenly became black and red, angry.

But at this time, it was unknown whether it was because of the shouts from many people, or Zhang Ruizhong's gaze was too substantial, Zhang Qi suddenly woke up, and when he raised his head, he bumped into his father's burning eyes.

"father?"

"Bastard!"

No one expected that Zhang Ruizhong would suddenly get so angry—suddenly he went up and slapped his son hard. He seemed still not relieved when he was done, he turned around panting, grabbed a pole from behind the door, and walked towards him. Zhang Qi slapped him hard.

As if he had lost his mind, he was still cursing upside down: "You bastard! See if I don't beat you to death, this rebellious son is not your father! You bastard!"

Everyone else was dumbfounded by this sudden situation, not to mention Zhang Qi, who was still dazed by that slap, and he was suddenly hit twice before he realized it and hurriedly dodged .

It's just that his father seemed to really exert all his strength, and those two blows made him howl in pain, he hid a bit slower, another shoulder pole was swung, and he fell to the ground with a plop and didn't get up for a long time.

"Ah——Zhang Ruizhong, what are you doing?!" Before the others could react, it was Mrs. Zhang Liu who happened to come out with a water basin to pour it out. Seeing her husband beating her son violently without hesitation, she immediately shouted, As soon as the basin fell, he rushed over, hugged his arm, and screamed, "Are you kidding me? That's your son!"

"Get out of the way!" Zhang Ruizhong threw her away, panting heavily, "I'm going to kill this rebellious son tonight!" While talking, he still waved the pole in his hand towards Zhang Qi on the ground.

Seeing that she couldn't stop her, and saw her son laying on the ground and didn't know what to do, Zhang Liu screamed and jumped on Zhang Qi, "Even if my son is wrong, you can't beat him like this! Ah——"

Zhang Ruizhong didn't make enough gestures, and hit her on the back with a bang. At this moment, Zhang Ruixiang finally came to his senses and rushed up to stop his elder brother. If he beat him like that, everyone might be killed.

He could hear the whistling of the wind blowing the pole.

Old man Zhang also rushed over to snatch the shoulder pole from his eldest son. Zhang Ruizhong obviously couldn't hold back his father and brother's strength, so he was soon hugged and the pole was taken away.

With a clatter, old man Zhang threw away his shoulder pole, looked at his eldest son panting heavily, his face was grim, and he waved his hand and slapped him across the face.

"Look at each of you, what is it like? This day, has it ever stopped? Even if you kill your son, will the child come back? If you knew today, why bother! Look at you Are you worthy of your sister and brother-in-law for doing these bastard things?

People have worked so hard to earn money to support you to eat, drink and study, so the books are read like this! "

"..."

"Xiaoer, take Chunyan into the house and let Uncle Lin take a good look."

"Eh."

Zhang Ruixiang hesitated a little, but he let go of his elder brother and bent over to pick up Zhang Chunyan, and went into his nephew's room. Bai Xianxian was confused by the series just now, but it would make her stay outside, and she also Dare not——Zhang Ruizhong's appearance of beating someone just now was too frightening, so he hurriedly followed behind into the room.

Uncle Lin shook his head secretly. He was not very curious about the Zhang family's affairs, and he didn't want to get involved, so he slowly followed behind Bai Xianxian.

As soon as Uncle Lin entered, the door behind him was also opened from the inside, and Mo Lang walked out. Among the four people outside, only old man Zhang remembered to care about the situation inside.

"How about it?"

Mo Langzhong was taken aback by the scene outside, but he quickly came back to his senses. Like Uncle Lin, he shook his head silently, "It's only five months away..."

Although the child is complete, it is a pity that there are not enough months. Even if you work hard to give birth, it is useless.

After all, old man Zhang is such an old man, so he naturally knows well that the blood flowed like that before, it must be bad luck, but there is still some hope.

And as Mo Langzhong's words fell, a woman's long cry suddenly sounded from inside.

There was silence inside and outside for an instant, only the sound of crying bitterly remained.

Zhang Ruizhong's face was stunned for a moment, in a trance, May is not enough?That's what those geniuses who live in the town after they come back have?

And at that time, only he and Cui'e were there...

His eyes were dull and slowly moved to his son on the ground. Just at this time, Mrs. Zhang and Liu carefully raised his son's face to inspect it, but seeing his son's eyes closed and his mouth and nose bleeding, he couldn't help screaming.

"Zi'er?!"

Zhang Ruizhong also saw it, but old man Zhang and Mo Langzhong were attracted by the cry, and they all looked down, feeling startled.

There was another panic.

And all these dialects are unknown, he was in a deep sleep, and it was Zhang Ji who carried him all the way back to the room.

It's just that I didn't sleep so well afterwards, and I always fell into nightmares.

The area around the eyes is red, foggy, and also red.The dialect was wondering, when suddenly a series of whispers came from the red mist, which sounded like the whispers of little dolls.

Can't help but be amazed, suddenly the fog rolls in front of him, he can't help staring there, after a while a small figure emerges from it, it really is a little baby.

Short-handed and short-legged, but all fat and fleshy, they walked towards him crookedly, but they couldn't see his face clearly, the fog was too thick, he was only grinning and giggling, and making vague noises. "Daddy" called out, his heart couldn't help but soften, he subconsciously bent over and opened his hands to hug.

The child also opened his hand happily to speed up, and at the moment when they were about to make contact, something unexpected happened. Behind the child, in the thick red mist, a big blood claw suddenly reached out, grabbed the baby and quickly returned. shrink.

The little baby cried out in fright, the blood claws scratched his tender skin, and the blood flowed out, which was so glaring on his white and tender skin.

"Daddy!"

The little baby was crying and yelling, Fang Yan also saw his heart being pinched together, tearing in pain, without even thinking about it, he ran after him trying to snatch the baby back, but the thing was too fast, and he couldn't catch up with all his strength , watching helplessly as the little baby was about to be swallowed into the bloody mouth in front of him.

The dialect was horrified, "No—"

"Yan'er? Wake up. Yan'er..."

Zhang Ji hurriedly dropped the cloth towel, rushed over to save him, and tried to wake him up anxiously, but dialect didn't respond at all.

When he first noticed that Fangyan was having nightmares, Zhang Ji didn't dare to sleep to death. Whenever he saw Fangyan frown, he would softly coax him to sleep peacefully. This really worked.

It's just that I didn't expect to dream again not long after I fell asleep, and this time it was obviously more serious, and I started talking in my sleep.

"Yan'er, wake up, it's nothing, nothing, it's just a dream, don't be afraid."

It's just useless to comfort, Zhang Ji was taken aback when he saw Fang Yan suddenly screaming and shedding tears, his voice was slightly higher, "Yan'er?"

Dialect naturally didn't respond, the tears flowed more fiercely, and suddenly began to turn over, holding his stomach with one hand, and raising the other hand high, making a grabbing gesture, as if he was about to grab something.

He was still yelling something vaguely.

Zhang Ji's face changed, and he grabbed his raised hand reflexively, and hugged him slightly with one hand to prevent him from rolling over and pressing on his stomach. !"

Then he didn't care about the outside because his words caused a panic, and continued to try to wake up the dialect.Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to really wake him up.

Seeing Fang Yan opened his eyes, Zhang Ji felt a little relieved, and he didn't let go of his left hand. He gently wiped the sweat off his face with his right hand, and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

Slowly, Fang Yan's eyes gradually became brighter, his eyes focused, and he could clearly see that the person in front of him was Zhang Ji, and the lights around him were not blood red.

"Step-brother..." The voice was weak and inaudible.

Zhang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I'm here, um."

Dialect blinked slowly, and suddenly said, "I seem to be dreaming about our son."

Zhang Ji was startled, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Really? How is it? Is it cute?"

Dialect couldn't help but also laughed, "Very cute, chubby, and can be called Dad..."

He frowned suddenly, his smile froze on his lips, and the sweat that had just been wiped off his forehead began to thicken again.

"Yan'er?" Zhang Ji's face changed drastically.

Fang Yan grabbed Zhang Ji's hand unconsciously, "I, my stomach hurts..."

With a swipe, the blood on Zhang Ji's face faded away. He panicked and said incoherently, "It hurts? Where does it hurt... No, why does it hurt? Is it very painful?"

Subconsciously put his hands on his stomach, but found that his son, who used to exercise regularly, would move violently, coupled with the dialect that seemed to be so painful that he couldn't speak, he couldn't help being shocked.

Shouted in multiple voices: "Come on, come on!"

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