Chapter 160: means

Chapter 160: means

Chapter 160 Means

When Zhang Yiquan returned to his wife, he saw her mother taking care of her and he was relieved.

Mom, are you okay?

Its okay, how is Will?

Zhang Yiquan and his wife were lucky. When the bandits attacked, they only fainted and were not injured.

Just now when those people wanted to take away her grandson, she happened to go to get food and missed those people.

Otherwise, at her age, if she bumps into each other again, it will be over.

Whats going on? Why did they

Before his mother could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Zhang Yiquan, "Mom, it's okay, it's over."

His mother opened her mouth, stopped asking more questions, and turned to care about her grandson.

Zhang Yiquan said it was over, but deep down he was worried. He knew very well that those people would never give up if they didn't get what they wanted.

But fortunately, because of the Chen family and Xu Tian, they did not dare to do it openly, as long as they were careful...

"What are you looking at! Don't delay other people's eating!" The yamen servant glared at Zhang Yiquan impatiently, and the offender behind him also urged him.

Get out of the way after the fight.

Zhang Yiquan looked very ugly. There was less than half a bowl of porridge in the bowl, and there were only rice grains visible to the naked eye.

He turned to look at the prisoner who had just urged him, and saw him handing over the bowl. The officer took a spoonful of porridge and poured it into the bowl. It was obvious that although water still accounted for most of it, it was enough to cover it. A bowl full of rice grains.

More importantly, its a full bowl.

Looking at the half-bowl of water in his hand, Zhang Yiquan felt a surge of anger in his heart. He did not go to the government officials to argue because it was useless. These government officials were obviously threatening him.

He has done this kind of thing a lot before, so he knows these people's routines very well.

Its definitely not just about depriving yourself of food, there are definitely other ways.

Worried about his wife, he turned around and left with the porridge.

"boom!"

As soon as he turned around, a figure turned around. Zhang Yiquan had already been very energetic, so he quickly retreated.

But something stumbled under his feet, and he fell backwards. He couldn't hold the bowl firmly, and it flew out, breaking into two pieces with a "pop" sound.

He stared at the bowl on the ground, which had been broken in half. The porridge inside had already spilled on the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He didn't speak. He stood up from the ground silently. His fists were clenched and his nails dug deeply into his flesh. Blood dripped on the ground, but he ignored it.

When everyone saw this scene, they subconsciously distanced themselves from him. After all, he looked a bit scary.

Converse snorted coldly, "Let's suppress the matter first. He won't be proud for long."

soon.

As soon as Converse left, his mother took the food and then looked at Zhang Yiquan, "I have to say, the Chen family's management of this team is much better now than before."

Mother Zhang Yiquan fed the porridge to her grandson, then looked at Zhang Yiquan and sighed.

When Captain Sun was in charge of the team, how could she dare to act recklessly, even if she had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough.

but now

Hearing that his mother praised the Chen family, Zhang Yiquan looked a little unhappy, but after all, he was facing his own mother, so he did not dare to get angry or refute.

Eat!

His mother handed the porridge to Zhang Yiquan, but Zhang Yiquan refused, "Mom, drink it first!"

Im not hungry, you can eat!

Zhang Yiquans wife took out a hard steamed bun from the bag behind her and said, Im hungry and theres something else to eat.

"How can that be done!" Zhang Yiquan shook his head and snatched the steamed bun, "I'll eat this, mother, you can eat the porridge!"

In the end, his mother still drank the porridge.

Zhang Yiquan poured water on the steamed buns to soften them, and then took off most of them and gave them to his wife.

Mrs. Zhang was holding her son in her arms. When she saw Zhang Yiquan coming, she immediately became vigilant, but Zhang Yiquan handed over the steamed buns.

Although Ms. Zhang was crazy, she still knew she was hungry. When she saw the steamed buns, she immediately took them and gnawed them without hesitation.

Cuiling, slow down, eat slowly!

Zhang Yiquan said with some distress, "I still have some left after eating."

After saying that, he handed over the other half of his hand.

"Wow!"

Dad, I have a stomachache!

Suddenly, Zhang Yiquans son Zhang Wei started crying and clutched his stomach. Apparently he didnt know whether he was sick or what to do?

Hearing his son's voice, Zhang Yiquan suddenly became anxious, "What's going on?"

Son, son!

Ms. Zhang also noticed something was wrong with her son, and immediately became anxious. She ignored the food in her mouth and turned around with concern.

Damn it, theres something wrong with that porridge!

Zhang Yiquan is not a fool. His son didnt eat anything else, but something happened after he drank the porridge. It was obvious that something happened.

Thinking of this, his face became very ugly. When he turned around, he saw his mother lying on the ground, holding her stomach, looking very painful.