Taking away my family's luck? I won't stand it!

Or was it picked up from the ditch?

Otherwise, which adult would see their own child being beaten and then pull the other parent out of intervening?

Brother, why don’t you take a look at your son?

My nose is bleeding.

Fang Weihong watched and saw Fang Zhaochen being beaten so badly that he couldn't even resist. He knew that he had come to the right place, Lihua Village.

No one in the Fang family could suppress Fang Zhaochen. They couldn't beat him or scold him, so he developed this arrogant and domineering attitude.

He is like a devil in the town, and the people dare not speak out.

The couple followed behind and cleaned up the mess every day.

I was so angry that my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all hurt.

But there is nothing I can do about him.

Now he knows.

That is, Fang Zhaochen was raised in a pampered environment since childhood and had never been beaten.

Ever since being beaten up by Yaoyao, this kid went back and for the first time ever, he sought out his master to teach him martial arts.

This is a good thing!

This means that this guy was stimulated by Yaoyao.

So it was a good fight and a brilliant one.

"Wow, stop hitting me, stop hitting me." Fang Zhaochen covered his nose and cried loudly.

Yaoyao waved her fist, stopped at Fang Zhaochen's face, and asked fiercely: "Are you still going to say that you are a short and fat melon?"

"No more talking, no more talking. I'm short, fat and thick." Fang Zhaochen shook his head in fear, his eyes wide open.

Guoan stood aside and fanned the flames, "Sister, don't believe him. He just called you short and fat. Think about it, short and fat means you are fat!"

Yaoyao's mind flashed with the image of winter melon, and her face turned red with anger.

"Isn't that what you mean?"

Fang Zhaochen was so scared that he kept shaking his head. "No, no, I just said you're short. I didn't mean anything else. You're not fat, just a little chubby."

Guoan leaned close to Yaoyao's ear.

"Yaoyao, Yuanyuan means you are fat!"

"Shut up!" Fang Zhaochen widened his eyes and glared at Guoan.

He said that he didn't mean that, but this damn kid still misinterpreted his meaning. It really made him angry!

Guoan pointed at Fang Zhaochen excitedly as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Yaoyao, look, he's guilty!"

"what."

Guoan held his head in his hands and looked at Yuan Laoer with a wronged look on his face.

"Daddy."

Yuan Lao Er's face was full of black lines, "You should stop talking."

Originally, Yaoyao didn't plan to continue beating Fang Zhaochen, but your words provoked a conflict between the two of them.

What does Yaoyao care about most?

That's the figure, you can say she...

Um, it seems that I can’t tell Yaoyao that I’m short and fat.

Although the shorty is indeed round and short, you can't just say it directly.

Isn't this encouraging Yaoyao to continue beating Fang Zhaochen?

His father is still here!

"Okay, Yaoyao, stop pressing on me. Let me get up and wipe the blood from my nose."

Yaoyao glared at Fang Zhaochen and moved her butt off Fang Zhaochen's body.

"You're short, not even as tall as my brothers!

Fang Zhaochen got up from the ground and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his nose.

"Humph, I'm not short, I'm taller than you."

Looking down at Yaoyao with her nose up.

Yaoyao frowned, suddenly jumped up, and punched Fang Zhaochen in the nose again.

He fell back to the ground, turned around and ran.

It was so quick that no one present could react.

“Ah…it hurts! Ooooo…”

Fang Zhaochen covered his nose and squatted on the ground crying in pain.

"So what if you're taller than my sister? I'll still jump up and hit you!" Guoan made a face and ran after Yaoyao.

"Wow......!" Fang Zhaochen was so angry that he sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Fang Weihong: "Okay, stop crying. You provoked my sister first, so you deserve it if she hit you."

Fang Zhaochen looked up at Fang Weihong in disbelief and screamed in despair.

"You're still my dad!"

"It's true, you are my child." Fang Weihong snorted angrily, "If you weren't my child, I would have thrown you away long ago."

"Then why are you helping others instead of me?"

Fang Zhaochen looked at Fang Weihong with tears and snot.

"That's your kids' business, why should I interfere? Besides, you were the one who provoked them first, so isn't it normal for them to hit you? You yourself don't like to hear "fat guy", so how could others like to hear "short and fat"?"

Fang Weihong glanced at Fang Zhaochen and said, "I am a reasonable gentleman. I am not like you who cries when you lose a fight. You are not a man at all."

"Humph!"

Fang Zhaochen couldn't refute what Fang Weihong said. He turned his head and cried in grievance, biting his lip.

"Sorry, I made you laugh."

Fang Weihong looked at Yuan Laoer and smiled gently and elegantly.

"Oh, nothing." Yuan Lao Er was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded and said, "But, what are you doing here today?"

It's impossible that he came here for no reason to chat about family matters, right?

"Oh, it's like this. My husband has been ill recently, and there's no one to teach our son. I'm also busy with my family business and can't spare the time. The other day I came here and learned that your family is teaching children in the village, so I wondered if you could teach my son to read?"

Fang Weihong stated the purpose of his visit.

Yuan Lao Er looked at Fang Weihong, then at Fang Zhaochen. The material of the clothes they were wearing was obviously very good, and the jade hairpin on their heads was made of Hetian jade of extremely high quality.

With such family conditions, there must be more than one master in the mansion, right?

Fang Zhaochen stopped crying after hearing Fang Weihong's words. He widened his eyes and asked, "When did the master become ill? Didn't you ask him to leave?"

Fang Weihong, exposed by Fang Zhaochen, showed no sign of awkwardness on his face. Instead, he smiled and said, "My husband is old and has difficulty walking. For the sake of his health, I had no choice but to find another villa for him to spend his remaining years."

Fang Zhaocheng: “.............”

Dad, how come a man who is only forty years old is considered old and needs to retire in your eyes?

Fang Zhaochen was stunned to see Fang Weihong telling lies without blinking.

"That's why I sent my son here to study. When I find a suitable teacher in the future, I will take him back to study.

But don't worry, I will give Shu Xiu some money during this period."

Let him study for a while first to settle down the Yuan family, and then I will find a way to let my son continue his studies in the future.

Yuan Lao Er was completely confused.

"this............................"

His eyes almost popped out of his head, and it was obvious that he had not yet fully digested Fang Weihong's words.

"What do you think?"

"I don't think so."