Zhao Liu cooked braised pork and stir-fried some vegetables; she soon cleared two tables, and the rest of them ate the meal together.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cThat Liu Heitou may come to find trouble in the future. What are we going to do then?\u201d Jiang Ping\u2019s face showed a tangled expression.<\/span><\/p>\r\n He should be very hungry after such a long time. But just thinking about the troubles they might encounter in the future, he lost his appetite.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cDad, what are you afraid of? If he comes, let\u2019s fight it out!\u201d Jiang Ming said cheerfully.<\/span><\/p>\r\n When Jiang Zhen beat up Liu Heitou last time, he started admiring Jiang Zhen very much. Today, after everyone repelled the \u201cenemy\u201d, his gaze continued to go back to Jiang Zhen constantly with a look of<\/span> worship in his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Looking at his son, Jiang Ping couldn\u2019t help but feel a little frustrated.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cDon\u2019t worry, it’s going to be alright,\u201d Jiang Zhen said.<\/span><\/p>\r\n How can you say it’s going to be alright? Is it going to be alright by simply saying so? <\/span><\/i>Jiang Ping felt sick to the bottom of his stomach, but after looking at Jiang Zhen, he didn\u2019t know why, but he suddenly thought that this person could be trusted. In fact, Jiang Ping was not the only one who felt this way.<\/span><\/p>\r\n He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng were beaten again today. They were hurt, but they were very happy and full of confidence in Jiang Zhen. They had a feeling that as long as they followed Jiang Zhen they would become more and more powerful in the future, and they would no longer have to be afraid of Liu Heitou! In fact, they were no longer as afraid of Liu Heitou as they used to be.<\/span><\/p>\r\n As a matter of fact, they also managed to hit Liu Heitou, didn’t they?<\/span><\/p>\r\n During the meal, He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng didn\u2019t dare talk too much, but after eating and leaving the Zhao family’s house, He Xiasheng immediately looked at his brother excitedly. \u201cElder Brother, we beat up Liu Heitou and the men under him, didn\u2019t we?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cUm.\u201d He Chunsheng nodded his head. He was aching all over at the moment, but he couldn’t help feeling excited when he touched his rounded belly. When he thought about what happened before, he was thrilled.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Liu Heitou had always been the big rock in his heart, but now this big rock had been removed. Actually . . . Liu Heitou was not so frightening, was he?<\/span><\/p>\r\n When He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng were walking home, they met He Qiusheng halfway, who was waiting for them at the side of the road.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cBig Brother, Second Brother, you . . .\u201d When He Qiusheng saw the injuries on his two brothers, he couldn\u2019t help crying.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cWe\u2019re fine! Qiusheng, we beat up Liu Heitou today!\u201d He Xiasheng said excitedly to his brother.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cReally?\u201d He Qiusheng was surprised. He heard that Liu Heitou had gone to the Zhaos’ house and knew that his two brothers had also gone there for the wedding. He had been worried all this time, and he didn\u2019t expect that his two brothers would be able to beat up Liu Heitou.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cOf course, it’s true. I stabbed him with a bamboo pole, but it was a pity that this bamboo pole was not sharp enough and didn\u2019t stab him to death.\u201d He Xiasheng didn\u2019t speak much in front of outsiders, but in front of his younger brother, He Qiusheng, he said a lot. \u201cIf it wasn\u2019t for Liu Heitou finding helpers to fight us, we wouldn\u2019t have been beaten like this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n He Qiusheng didn\u2019t believe him and looked at He Chunsheng. He Chunsheng nodded with a straight face.<\/span><\/p>\r\n He Qiusheng immediately looked at his two brothers with admiration. He was always pretty, so when He Chunsheng, who was relatively stable, looked at him like this, He Chunseng couldn\u2019t help but add, \u201cYour Second Brother and I beat up Liu Heitou\u2019s subordinates, and all of them were beaten bloody by us!\u201d Their teeth were very sharp, so we made their arms bleed! Then . . . they got punched several times.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Of course, they didn\u2019t need to tell their brother about this kind of detail.<\/span><\/p>\r\n He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng talked a lot about how they dealt with Liu Heitou and his men, and they also talked about how Liu Heitou was beaten up by Jiang Zhen.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cJiang Zhen is really fierce. Liu Heitou came to him, looking for trouble, but he beat him up so easily. He didn\u2019t even dare to fart as he left.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n He Qiusheng\u2019s eyes brightened.<\/span><\/p>\r\n When He Chunsheng saw his younger brother like this, his heart jumped. He knew that Jiang Zhen was not interested in his younger brother, but he was somewhat afraid that his younger brother would have a crush on Jiang Zhen, so he hurriedly said, \u201cThat Zhao Jinge is also very strong. He was not inferior to your brother and me in fighting.\u201d <\/span>Zhao Jinge is very good at fighting, so you\u2019d better stay away from them . . .<\/span><\/i><\/p>\r\n He Qiusheng\u2019s mouth curled up. His parents always told him to stay at home and dress up. <\/span>What is the use of fighting others?<\/span><\/i> Besides, he didn\u2019t want Jiang Zhen! He had a lot of people who liked him!<\/span><\/p>\r\n Although He Qiusheng thought like this, his eyes couldn\u2019t help reddening.<\/span><\/p>\r\n He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng hurriedly started coaxing him, and soon the three of them were talking and laughing again, but as soon as they got home, they were scolded by their father.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cYou two stinky brats! I heard that you helped the Zhao family deal with Liu Heitou? Do you want to die? What if Liu Heitou comes to trouble our family again?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cYou three debt collectors, the debt I owe can\u2019t be helped, but you are in such a hurry to offend Liu Heitou!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n As Father He scolded them, he picked up a broom and was about to start hitting his two sons. He usually didn\u2019t hit He Qiusheng for fear of damaging his face.<\/span><\/p>\r\n It had always been taken for granted in Hexi that parents could teach their children a lesson. In the past, even if He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng were not happy about it, they were obedient and let Father He beat them, but now . . . He Chunsheng suddenly couldn\u2019t bear it.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Jiang Zhen was so powerful that he could not only beat up Liu Heitou, but he could also make his relatives so obedient. But they . . . they couldn\u2019t even control their own father, could they?<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cHusband, don\u2019t hit the children . . .\u201d Mother He tried to stop her husband but was slapped in the face with the broom he was holding.<\/span><\/p>\r\n The broom held by Father He was made of thin bamboo sticks. When he hit her, this action immediately drew blood on Mother He\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\r\n He Chunsheng\u2019s face suddenly turned black. He Chunsheng grabbed the broom from his father\u2019s hand, stopping him, and then grabbed his hand. Then he said to his brother, \u201cXiasheng, go get a rope!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n He was not going to beat up his father, but if his father wanted to beat them and their mother, they would tie him up!<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cChunsheng, Chunsheng, what are you doing?\u201d Mother He, with blood on her face, asked in horror.<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cMother, don\u2019t worry!\u201d He Chunsheng said.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Mother He was a timid person and didn\u2019t dare to stop them. She only <\/span>murmured, \u201cDon\u2019t hit your father . . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cWe won\u2019t fight,\u201d He Chunsheng said and then, together with He Xiasheng, tied up their father, who kept swearing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n When Mother He looked at her tied-up husband, she wanted to let him go. He Chunsheng said, \u201cMom, if you let him go, should I beat him next time? Xiasheng and I decided to follow Jiang Zhen. You know, he used a knife to stab his father!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n Mother He was shocked, and now, she really didn\u2019t dare free her husband. Father He, who was originally swearing, didn\u2019t dare swear anymore.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Jiang Zhen didn\u2019t care about his parents, and if his two sons were to stop caring about him . . .<\/span><\/p>\r\n \u201cThen . . . do you want to eat? Would you like some water?\u201d Mother He asked Father He, but was scolded; however, she was not angry. Then she asked He Qiusheng to secretly give her some cake to feed Father He.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Although Father He was very grumpy at the moment, he was really hungry and ate the cake obediently.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Mother He had always been an educated woman who was extraordinarily virtuous. She had always listened to Father He\u2019s words. At first, she was not used to seeing Father He tied up, but after a while, when she saw Father He eating obediently, she couldn\u2019t help saying to her son, \u201cIn fact, this is also very good . . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n He Chunsheng also thought that it was good. They finally didn\u2019t have to worry about their father going out to gamble. In fact, they really didn\u2019t mind raising their father this way. They just hoped that he wouldn\u2019t slow them down and owe money everywhere.<\/span><\/p>\r\n The He family quieted down, and so did the Zhao family.<\/span><\/p>\r\n Proofreader: Taalia<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n Support translation:<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n <\/p>\r\n <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The wedding feast was ruined. The guests who ran away were not expected to come back and even the short-haired cook had run away . . . 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