After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Fang Tong was satisfied. They were indeed his brothers, and they had great tacit understanding.

Today's show is spot on!

Tiezhu and the others punched each other and laughed happily.

"But, Third Brother," Erwa couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you say you wanted to take over the Taotie Restaurant business? Why did you refuse?"

"Yeah!" Tiezhu worried, "Isn't this a missed opportunity to make money?"

Originally, they thought that the third brother was trying to play the victim and make a fuss so that the boss of Taotielou would raise the price.

That's not what happened?

Fang Tong smiled unfathomably, put his hands on his hips and said, "You don't understand this, right? This is called retreating to advance!"

Manager Zhao is able to manage a restaurant as big as Taotie Tower, so he must be capable and smart.

He mentioned the figure of the leader who hit him intentionally or unintentionally. It must be that Manager Zhao had already had an idea.

I will definitely investigate it thoroughly.

It is impossible for Manager Zhao to remain indifferent when his subordinates are so arrogant and domineering.

If both parties want to cooperate, but don't resolve the issue of Fatty Song, even if they cooperate temporarily, they will be disrupted by others.

For example, if Chef Song adds some ingredients to their cakes and people have problems eating them, his business might be ruined.

So, it’s better to force Manager Zhao to cut the Gordian knot.

When Tiezhu heard this, he patted his shoulder heavily with an admiring look on his face.

"As expected of you, Third Brother. I must learn from you in the future!"

Fang Tong rubbed his shoulder which was hurt by the pat, but he was not angry.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to some steamed buns."

The brothers came to the city to seek revenge, and since they hadn't finished their business yet, they were certainly not in a hurry to go back.

Then let’s eat something first.

The three brothers were not polite either, as the steamed buns sold in the county town were made of pure white flour.

Even in peaceful times, they rarely had access to pure white flour, let alone the current famine.

Each person got two and they tasted delicious.

After eating, a few of them squatted near the main street, not far from the Taotie Building.

They waited until noon. The sun was scorching hot, making people feel warm. Several people yawned.

Taotie Tower, Cheng Xiaohu found an excuse to come out, walked along the street for a while, and indeed saw a few people.

There is no need to explain the tacit understanding between brothers.

None of them were able to collude, but several people knew it well. The matter would not be over until the revenge was taken.

"Brother Fang."

He looked around and found no one he knew.

He lowered his voice and whispered in their ears for a while.

After hearing this, Fang Tong and the others understood what he meant and left immediately to find another place!

Cheng Xiaohu walked around the street for a few times before returning to Taotie Tower.

The sun is getting bigger and bigger, making people feel irritable and restless.

Fatty Song walked into the alley carrying a basket of vegetables.

The kitchen was out of tofu, so normally this errand wouldn't be his turn. But today, the shopkeeper specifically asked for his name.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Damn, what a bad luck!"

Fatty Song was annoyed and kicked a stone on the side of the road with anger on his face.

I was scolded by Manager Zhao all morning today. After I finally heard him finish scolding me, Chef Song called me over.

I thought he was supporting him, but he ended up scolding him again.

That was what his uncle said himself, that he wanted to teach Fang Tong a lesson!

But today he changed his temper and asked him to find a way to build a good relationship with Cheng Xiaohu, otherwise he would bear the consequences.

Thinking of his uncle's warning look, Fatty Song shuddered subconsciously.

Although he acts domineeringly on weekdays, he is most afraid of this uncle.

"It's just a piece of cake, but you're trying so hard to curry favor with a peasant!"

"Even if this job fails, I won't bother to apologize to a peasant brother!"

He was full of complaints, but he only dared to grumble behind his back.

Suddenly, Fatty Song sneezed.

I always feel a cold wind blowing, it's chilly. I look up at the sun hanging high in the sky, feeling a little confused. This shouldn't be the case.

Just as Fatty Song withdrew his gaze, several figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who?!"

"Who else could it be? Your grandfathers!"

Erwa put one hand on his waist and held a wooden stick in the other hand, and dropped it heavily on the ground. There was a crisp "bang" sound, which made Fatty Song swallow his saliva.

Fang Tong and the other two brothers were standing nearby, and the four of them formed a tall wall of flesh, blocking his path.

"Mr. Song, where are you going?"

Fang Tong rolled up his sleeves, flexed his wrists, and smiled sinisterly.

Fatty Song was not stupid, his calves were trembling.

"You, you, have no business..."

After saying that, the fat man turned around very flexibly and was about to run back.

But when he turned around, he found that Cheng Xiaohu had come in some way, blocking his way back, and was looking at him coldly.

"Xiaohu, Xiaohu, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fatty Song retreated while trying to please Xiaoxiao.

"I was wrong for what I did before. My uncle told me to get along well with you from now on. Tomorrow I'll go buy you two pounds of meat, buy you some snacks, and send them to your house to make amends. What do you think?"

Fatty Song's lips were trembling and his words were lisp.

"Bah, who wants your things?"

Tiezhu could no longer hold back and was the first to rush forward, punching out with his fist as big as a sandbag.

Fatty Song staggered and fell to the ground.

Several brothers immediately rushed up and started punching and kicking each other.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Fatty Song's screams rose and fell.

"Stop, stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I will never bully Cheng Xiaohu again!"

It's dinner time now, and several people have deliberately blocked him in a remote place. Is there no one who can come to rescue him?

Cheng Xiaohu sneered, kicked him in the chest, and then questioned him.

"Were you the one who led the others to beat up Brother Fang yesterday?!"

He cried so hard that his nose was running, and he murmured incoherently: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"

"Were you the one who led the others to beat me up yesterday?"

Fang Tong no longer smiled, his eyes looked so fierce that they could kill people!

Fatty Song's lips trembled, he dared not admit it, and shook his head in panic.

"no no!"

He was wearing a veil, how could Fang Tong recognize him?

"Brothers, you really made a mistake. I didn't go anywhere yesterday."

Snapped--

A slap landed heavily on Fatty Song's face, and he felt dizzy.

"Don't admit it? If you don't, I'll beat you until you tell me!"

Fang Tong sneered, and when he thought of the pig face he was staring at, he became furious and specifically greeted Fatty Song in the face.

First, a punch knocked out his teeth, and then he swung his hands in circles, slapping him left and right.

It's bound to be swollen!

If Fang Tong tried to use force, Cheng Xiaohu would be ruthless and every punch would hit the joints.

Although my bones are not broken, I will definitely feel pain all over my body by tomorrow.

"I'll tell you!" Fatty Song, who was not a man of strong will, covered his face with his hands, tears and snot streaming down his face. "It was me yesterday. I hit him."

Snapped--

This slap was given by Erwa, who shouted loudly: "It's really you, brat, you dare to bully us brothers and don't take us seriously."

Tiezhu and Goudan also followed suit, punching and kicking.

"I think you don't know how many eyes the Horse King has. How dare you touch the Third Brother?"

"When we were hanging out in the county, you were still fucking sucking milk."

Fatty Song felt like he was being hit by countless punches, and his whole body was in pain. He felt a little aggrieved: "Stop hitting me, I've accepted it, why are you still hitting me?"

Why do you get beaten whether you admit it or not?

Are you still being unreasonable?