novelraw Chapter 160 Your father was beaten up, are you proud of that?
Chapter 160 Your father was beaten up, are you proud of that?
Just as the group was arguing, Yang Deming entered the house with his hands behind his back.
"Dad, this is...my...my dad, he...he wants to eat chicks."
Zhang Changyao was so nervous that he stammered; he knew he was out of control this time.
"Your dad? He wants to steal his son's chicken? Is he a starving ghost reincarnated in his past life?"
"I think his face is quite fleshy, he doesn't look like a starving ghost at all." Yang Deming walked around Zhang Kaiju with his hands behind his back to take a look.
"Dad, this is Wu Ni's father, you should go back quickly."
"I'll bring a bowl of stewed chicken to Aunt Xiulan tomorrow," Zhang Changyao whispered to Zhang Kaiju.
"What extra father does Yang Wuni have? If they want to stay at your house, I have to give them permission."
If I don't agree, it won't matter if there's an extra ant on Old Zhang's kang (heated brick bed).
Your father is still alive, and you don't need a father, so why do you need to support your uncles, fathers-in-law, and fathers-in-law?
What's wrong with me eating your chicken? Even if I want to eat a royal banquet, you still have to buy it for me.
Look at your wife, and then look at her father and her uncle.
"There isn't a single good person among them. If I were you, I'd kick them all out immediately."
Zhang Kaiju glanced at Yang Deming, not taking the skinny, hunched-over man seriously.
"Hey! You old white-haired rascal, you're making quite a racket. Make another one and let me hear it."
You bullied my daughter and my brother right in front of me? You really don't take me, Yang Deming, seriously?
"I think you've really had enough of living today; you're courting death."
Before Yang Deming could finish speaking, he slapped Zhang Kaiju hard across the face with both hands.
"Dad, you can't hit my dad. He has epilepsy and can't get angry."
"Dad, come home quickly, my father-in-law has a bad temper."
Zhang Changyao rushed forward, crying, and hugged Yang Deming's arms.
"Zhang Changyao, you good-for-nothing, you let others beat up your father."
I'll kill you today, as if you were never born, you piece of trash.
Zhang Kaiju was unwilling to leave, so he picked up a wooden stool from the ground.
He slammed his fist into Zhang Changyao's back.
With a cry of "Ah!", Zhang Changyao and Yang Deming leaned against the wall by the door.
"Son-in-law, you...you're spitting blood."
Yang Deming helped the limp Zhang Changyao up and put him on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Li Yue'e and Yang Wuni panicked, one pulling at her body and the other pinching her philtrum.
"Old White Hair, you dare hit my son-in-law? I'll kill you today!"
Yang Deming strode forward and grabbed the wooden stool in Zhang Kaiju's hand with one hand.
A heavy weight pulled off the wooden stool and threw it aside.
He kicked Zhang Kaiju in the chest, making him stagger.
"Zhang Changyao, you unfilial son, your father-in-law is going to beat me to death."
"Quick...get up...my son...save me..."
Zhang Kaiju clutched his chest, unable to catch his breath, and collapsed onto the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).
Yang Deming grabbed Zhang Kaiju's collar with one hand.
He swung his fist again, striking the man so hard that blood gushed from his nose and mouth.
"Dad, Dad, you can't hit him anymore! My dad can't take a beating, he's sick."
Zhang Changyao, who had just woken up with his eyes half-closed, struggled to get up and used his body to protect Zhang Kaiju.
"My son, what kind of people did you bring back?"
Your dad is about to be beaten to death by them, are you happy now?
"I just want one of your chickens, and your whole family is going to kill me. What's the use of raising a son? It's a sin!"
Zhang Kaiju collapsed to the ground, pounding on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and wailed loudly.
"You old white-haired bastard, shut up! If you dare to wail again, I'll knock your teeth out."
Yang Deming raised his fist to show Zhang Kaiju, who obediently shut his mouth tightly, sobbing and daring not to make a sound.
"Old White Hair, let me tell you, as long as I, Yang Deming, am here, you better behave yourself."
My daughter and son-in-law, Yang Deming's daughter, are only someone I can bully.
"If anyone dares to lay a finger on a hair on their head, I'll make them kneel down and be helped up."
Yang Deming stood up the wooden stool on the ground and sat on it.
"Changyao, aren't you going to send your father back right now?"
Yang Deshan nudged Zhang Changyao and winked at him.
Zhang Changyao glanced at Yang Deming; he only realized it now.
When he first went to Yang Wuni's parents' home, Yang Deming deliberately made him hold her without moving.
With this old man's skills, even several Zhang Changyaos together wouldn't be enough to defeat him.
Yang Deming shook his head, indicating that Zhang Changyao could take Zhang Kaiju away.
Zhang Changyao himself staggered and had to slowly support Zhang Kaiju.
She put his arm on her shoulder and helped him walk.
"Second sister-in-law, go help Zhang Changyao. I'm afraid he'll get beaten up later," Yang Wuni whispered in Li Yue'e's ear.
Li Yue'e understood, and quietly opened the door and chased him out.
"Oh dear! What happened?"
Zhang Changyao pushed open the door and placed Zhang Kaiju on the kang (a heated brick bed).
"Kneel down!"
Zhang Changyao turned to leave, but Zhang Kaiju shouted at him to stop.
Zhang Changyao didn't say anything and obediently knelt on the ground in front of Zhang Kaiju.
"Zhang Changyao, tell me, is it honorable for you to have your father beaten like this?"
How many books did your father provide for your education? Did those books teach you to be filial?
You'd better kick your father-in-law and uncle-in-law out tomorrow.
Go to the woods the day after tomorrow morning to collect my body.
I, Zhang Kaiju, have lived in this village for half my life.
No one has ever dared to treat me like this before. How can I face anyone to live?
After I die, you must take good care of your uncle and father-in-law.
No one will stand in your way anymore; be their dutiful son and grandson.
I'll pretend I never gave birth to you, never raised you, and you're not allowed to go to my grave to burn paper money.
"Our Zhang family doesn't have a good-for-nothing like you who's afraid of his wife and father-in-law."
Seeing that Zhang Changyao remained silent, Zhang Kaiju grew angrier the more he spoke.
He casually picked up the sock base from the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and raised it to hit Zhang Changyao on the head.
"Kaiju, the child has blood on his face, you can't hit him anymore."
Zhao Xiulan stepped forward to block Zhang Changyao, preventing Zhang Kaiju from hitting her.
"Fifth Uncle, how can you be so heartless? Isn't Changyao your son?"
You almost killed him with that stool, why are you still so relentless?
Li Yue'e pushed open the door and came in, then pulled Zhang Changyao out.
"Zhang Changyao, if you don't avenge me, I'll hang myself tomorrow."
After I die, I'll come to your house every night and make sure you never have a moment's peace for the rest of your life.
Zhang Kaiju shouted at the top of his lungs at Zhang Changyao, who had walked out of the window.
Zhang Changyao did not respond, holding the coughed-up blood in his hands, not knowing what to do.
"Changyao, come here, wipe it on Second Sister-in-law's clothes." Li Yue'e's voice trembled with fright.
He pulled up his shirt to wipe Zhang Changyao's hands.
"Second sister-in-law, what should we do? My father is trying to drive me to my death."
If he really can't get over it, I'll never forgive myself for the rest of my life.
Zhang Changyao dared not go home. He squatted outside his own courtyard wall, holding his head and sobbing.
"Changyao, you can't blame Wuni's father. He's protecting his daughter and you, and he's not wrong."
My fifth uncle is causing trouble, so let him be. I refuse to believe he can really die.