I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

The person who came with Shi Yuhuan was Mrs. Fu, and Mrs. Fu felt sorry for these two children. After hearing about Shi Yuduo on the phone, she had to follow him to prevent the child from being bullied again.

Shi Yuhuan and Shi Yuduo contacted each other through their watch phones and learned that their brother was planting a large persimmon tree in the yard.

Shi Yuduo used the excuse of having a stomachache to go to the toilet, and Zhang Jian also teased him about eating, drinking and defecating. The little guy ignored the fat man and ran alone to meet his brother.

After a while, Shi Yuhuan came to Zhang Jian as Shi Yuduo.

"I thought you fell into the latrine, you've been pooping for so long." Zhang Jian stood under the persimmon tree, holding a long pole in his hand to play with the persimmons. "I'm hunting persimmons, you go pick them up."

"..." Shi Yuhuan just stood behind the little fat man and said nothing.

Thinking about the injuries on his third brother's body, if he didn't take care of this damn fat man, he would be sorry for his own efforts.

"Hey, nephew, I'm talking to you, cousin." Zhang Jian didn't get a response from Shi Yuhuan for a long time, so he turned around and asked him directly.

"..." Shi Yuhuan's face was very cold, his hands were folded in front of his chest, and he looked at him displeased.

In order to show that he had injuries on his face, he deliberately put some dirt on his face when he came here. Zhang Jian only saw that his face was dirty and didn't think anything else happened.

"You became a jerk after taking a poop?" Zhang Jian dropped the pole in his hand and lectured him with a look of disgust. "Cousin, when I spoke to you, did you turn a deaf ear?"

"I'll pick it from the tree, how about you pick it from the ground?" Shi Yuhuan responded indifferently.

"Why should I pick it up on the ground?" The little fat man wanted to win everything.

"Then you should climb up the tree and pick it for me to see."

Zhang Jian looked up at the persimmon tree. It was too high. He would definitely not be able to climb it, otherwise he would not have been hitting it with a pole.

"Okay, since I am your cousin, I will let you pick it up while I pick it up on the ground, and..."

When Zhang Jian was giving instructions to Shi Yuhuan as if he were a 'cousin', he hadn't finished speaking yet. Suddenly, a figure floated before his eyes. When he looked up, the little guy who was on the ground just now was already sitting on the branch of the persimmon tree.

"You...why are you running so fast?" Zhang Jian couldn't help but rub his eyes with his hands several times.

"Take it." Shi Yuhuan picked up the persimmon from the tree and hit Zhang Jian on the head accurately.

"Ah, ah..." Zhang Jian didn't even have time to react, and his head was hit by persimmons thrown down one after another.

"You're slow to react, hurry up and pick it up." Shi Yuhuan hit the little fat man on the head one after another like throwing bowling balls.

The persimmon is already ripe. When hit on the head, the head will not be broken, but it will be very painful. Orange persimmon pulp and juice splashed all over Zhang Jian's head.

"Stop, you did it on purpose, right? Ah..." Zhang Jian's head hurt so much that he couldn't bear it. He subconsciously squatted on the ground and protected his head with both hands.

Shi Yuduo, who was watching the show from behind the flower stand, was so happy that he covered his mouth with his hands and laughed wildly.

His elder brother is still awesome. He should have learned martial arts with his elder brother in the beginning, and he wouldn't be bullied today.

"Why are you so stupid? You can't catch any of them." Shi Yuhuan sat on a tree branch, his legs swaying comfortably, holding a red persimmon in his hand and eating it with enjoyment.

"Did you do this on purpose?" Zhang Jian stood up and pointed at Shi Yuhuan on the tree, yelling viciously. "Are you taking revenge on me?" He pointed at Shi Yuhuan and shouted angrily.

"It seems that you are not too stupid. But in your words, it is normal for children to play and play. Children who are not lively and play must be sick.

The two of us 'exercise' together, which is very beneficial to health. "After Shi Yuhuan finished speaking, the half-eaten persimmon in his hand hit Zhang Jian's mouth and nose accurately.

"Ah..." Zhang Jian stood on the ground and stamped his feet angrily. "You... brat, if you can, get out of here."

He was angry, and he must teach this damn boy a lesson and make him kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

It seems that he has not yet learned the lesson taught to him in the morning. If you don't give him some color, he won't know how powerful he is.

Shi Yuhuan quickly jumped down from the tree and patted the dirt in his palms with both hands.

"I'm down, what can you do to me?" Shi Yuhuan stared at the little fat man coldly.

"Little beast, are you looking for death? Look what you've done to me?" Zhang Jian looked at his body. His whole body was covered with persimmon pulp, and he was in such a miserable state. "Don't think that because you are my uncle's son, I will be afraid of you.

If you piss me off, I'll kill you too. "

"Try saying 'little beast' again?" Shi Yuhuan's originally cold eyes now turned sinister.

"My mother said, you are not only a little beast, but also a little bastard. You can't see the light of day... ah..."

Shi Yuhuan didn't wait for him to finish his words, raised his right foot and kicked Zhang Jian's fat face domineeringly, and his leg drew a 180-degree arc in the air. Zhang Jian's heavy body fell to the ground, and a 'pop' sound was heard in the air.

Zhang Jian's whole body was convulsing with pain. He slowly got up and looked at Shi Yuhuan. I was thinking, 'Why did he suddenly become so powerful? Did he, who was bullied to the point of crying in the morning, become more capable in just a few hours?

Are you being careless? He couldn't just give in.

Everyone made it clear at the dinner table that it is natural for children to play and it is okay to get hurt. ’

Thinking of this, Zhang Jian stood up straight and pretended to beat Shi Yuhuan to pieces.

"You want to fight me, don't you? Who was beaten to the point of crying like a bear by me this morning?" Zhang Jian provoked Shi Yuhuan.

"I was careless this morning, or in other words, I let you do it because you are the stupid son born to the grandfather's daughter who is away from home.

I'm in a bad mood this afternoon, and I don't want to give in to you, the stupid guy. "Shi Yuhuan had a faint smile on his face.

In the garden, Sheng Zhimo, who had just come back from outside, was whistling leisurely. He vaguely heard a strange sound, and curiously walked over to check.

It was two children fighting, and he wanted to stop it, but the current scene suddenly reminded him of it. One night there was a little boy with great skills on the street!

"You dare to scold me?" Zhang Jian scolded angrily, and then used his head as his weapon to hit Shi Yuhuan opposite.

Shi Yuhuan casually raised his foot, stepped on Zhang Jian's head with his right foot, and stood on the ground with his left foot, his legs forming a ninety-degree right angle.

Zhang Jian pushed hard like a bullfight, while Shi Yuhuan squinted at the little fat man with disgust.

"You haven't eaten yet? Try harder."

Zhang Jian raised his eyes and glanced at Shi Yuhuan. Feeling that he had been greatly insulted, he tried his best to attack.

Shi Yuhuan sighed, turned sideways and took his feet back. The little fat man lost his center of gravity and rushed out. He didn't stop until his head hit the persimmon tree pole opposite.

"Ah...it hurts..." Zhang Jian cried out in pain.

"Wow, so awesome?" Sheng Zhimo clapped his hands and praised him heartily. However, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the little guy hiding on the flower bed.

He looked at the little boy beside the flower stand, and then at the little boy under the persimmon tree.

Oh my god, they look exactly the same.