Chapter 939： Grave grass can grow 3 meters

"Third brother!"

Tang Xiaonan beckoned, Tang Aijun jumped out of the car with a smile, and took out the chocolate from his pocket to feed.

"Third brother, put this in your P shares, and Dad will beat you later."

After Tang Laifu drove off the tractor, Tang Xiaonan took out the cushion from her clothes and asked Tang Aijun to stuff it into her pants.

"Why did Dad beat me? I didn't mess with him." Tang Aijun didn't understand, he didn't live at home, so why beat him.

"Hurry up, it's too late, you're just messing with Dad, and Dad's been holding it back for days."

Tang Xiaonan was about to die of anxiety, and Tang Laifu came back immediately, and the third brother asked so much nonsense.

"Xiao Nan let you plug it in."

Tang Aiguo snatched the mat and pulled the stupid brother's pants open. Tang Aijun was so ashamed that he tightened his pants, but the two brothers exerted force on both sides.

I put the cushion on the P-share, and wrapped the rope around a few times. Fortunately, it was winter, and the clothes were long covered, so I couldn't see anything abnormal.

Just after tying his pants, Tang Laifu returned the tractor, looked at Tang Aijun coldly, and shouted, "Go home."

Tang Aijun only felt that the cold air was creeping into his body from the soles of his feet, and he felt bad. His father wouldn't really want to hit him, would he?

But what is it for?

As soon as he entered the yard, Tang Laifu's face sank, and he grabbed Tang Aijun's collar and dragged him into the house, startling everyone.

"Dad, what are you doing? What are you going to do for no reason?"

"What are you doing? You **** don't know what to do? I climbed the widow's wall and broke my foot and my waist. I have to lie in bed for a year? I'll kill you, spit-mouthed bastard, and let you beat me outside. fame!"

Tang Laifu was so angry that he had been holding back his breath for a week.

Tang Aijun secretly screamed, how did his father know what he said on the train that day?

"I didn't want to sell more cloth, oh... Be gentle, today is 30 years old, I can't hit children... oh..."

Tang Aijun was pressed on the stool, and Tang Laifu took off his three-meter-long belt and pumped at P shares.

In fact, it didn't hurt that much, but in order not to be suspected, Tang Aijun exaggerated howls and wailing, alarming everyone.

Xu Jinfeng and Zhang Manyue both rushed over, as well as Tang Baishan, the savior that Tang Xiaonan invited.

"What are you doing to beat a child in the 30's!" Xu Jinfeng was not happy was going to take Tang Laifu's belt.

"Don't worry, this **** is going to rebel, do you know what he said about me outside? If this **** doesn't teach me a lesson, the grass on my grave will grow three meters long!"

Tang Laifu took a few more puffs, his face as black as charcoal.

"Bah, bah, good luck, what are you talking about during the Chinese New Year?" Xu Jinfeng scolded.

"This **** said it. He saw people in the city and said, I climbed the widow's wall and broke my foot. I have to lie on the bed for a year and my waist is broken. He wants to earn money to buy medicine for me. Listen to this. What the **** said by the little beast, he is not cursing me to death, don't come to drag me today, I have to teach this little beast a lesson!"

Tang Laifu threw away Xu Jinfeng, his arms were round and round, and he used all his strength in each stroke. Tang Aijun was still howling at first, but he could feel the pain behind him even through the cushion, and his howling showed some sincerity.

"The third child really said that?" Xu Jinfeng also sank.

"You ask this little beast!"

Tang Laifu roared with a dark face.