"
I say, the child's father, who exactly provoked you? Your face is longer than a donkey's.”
Second Aunt asked when she saw Second Uncle's nose and eyes.
"You know that Lil Tang in the backyard, right?”
"Of course we know. We watched him grow up.
This child was indeed amazing. He had previously been promoted to a Level 8 fitter and married a beautiful girl from the Western Regions.
That girl was still officially employed. They were now a family with two employees. Two people earned money and two people spent it. No one in the entire courtyard was as comfortable as the two of them.”
Second Uncle's face darkened with every word Second Aunt said.
"It's this little bastard. He stole my title of model worker today. This isn't as simple as being evaluated as an advanced individual in the workshop. With the title of model worker, it's very likely that he will be promoted.
As a cadre or an official, he could manage people.
I've always had one wish in my life, and that was to be an official. Unfortunately, the leaders in the factory thought that my educational level was too low and never had this opportunity.
This time, it was not easy to get a rare opportunity, but I didn't expect to be intercepted by this little bastard.
I'm so angry."
Liu Haizhong never considered why everyone chose Donald over him.
In his eyes, there were no subjective factors, only objective factors.
Perhaps it was because of this personality that he often beat his children at home.
If anything went against his wishes, he would beat him up.
It was quite pitiful to be his son. At such a young age, he was often ordered around by the big doudou until he couldn't find his way.
Didn't he know how much trauma a big douche could bring to a ten-year-old child?
He only cared about himself.
Only when he felt refreshed would everyone feel comfortable.
If he was unhappy, everyone would suffer with him.
Soon, dinner was ready.
Second Aunt specially fried a poached egg for Second Uncle and sprinkled a few drops of soy sauce on it.
The fragrance of the fried eggs made his children drool.
Liu Guangfu, the second son, had been greedy since he was young.
When Grandpa Er wasn't paying attention, he tore a small piece of egg with his hand, dipped it in soy sauce, and swallowed it.
When Liu Haizhong took out the remaining half of his bottle of white wine, he realized that there was a piece missing from his poached egg.
Moreover, it was the side of his favorite poached egg.
At this moment, his bangs were filled with anger.
He should be angry.
This was blatant theft.
The son that she had painstakingly raised had actually stolen her things.
"Who the f * ck did this!"
Liu Haizhong slammed the table, and everyone was as quiet as cicadas in winter.
He was the only employee in the entire family, and the whole family depended on his salary to survive.
He was the authority in the family, and his dignity did not allow anyone in the family to provoke him.
"I think Second Brother ate it.”The eldest, Liu Guangqi, was indeed Second Master's good son. He was also the one who was usually the most favored.
In this atmosphere, only he dared to speak.
"You brat, you've bumped into my muzzle!”
Liu Haizhong stood up and paced around, trying to find something useful.
At this moment, Liu Guangqi found a rattan from somewhere.
It looked like a large creeper vine.
This thing was very tough, like a horsewhip. Just a casual wave of it could whip the air.
After
Donald got off work, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some rice.
Normal rice was like hairy rice. This kind of rice was like the two-season rice from the south. It didn't taste very good.
The rice from the Great Northern Wilderness was 12 cents, and it tasted soft and sticky.
As for nutrition, it didn't make much of a difference since it was all carbon and water.
Would Donald pay two cents more just for the taste?
Of course he would.
It was only two cents, but he could enjoy the taste that was several times better. It was too affordable.
He spent 1.20 yuan to buy 10 catties of northeastern rice.
He carried the bag of rice and walked through the streets.
He had just entered the courtyard house.
He heard someone crying crying for their parents.
He took a closer look and realized that Second Uncle was hitting his own child.
Second Uncle was a little fat and not agile enough. Normally, he would not be able to catch up with his son.
Liu Guangfu was already 16 years old.
In addition, he was a little stronger than the average person and was as agile as a monkey.
But Liu Guangfu didn't dare to run.
He only dared to dodge.
If he really escaped from the Siheyuan…
Then when he came back next time, there would still be no good results to eat.
He could only let his father hit him occasionally, and in order to show his pain, he had to shout.
Only then would Second Uncle have a sense of accomplishment in beating up his son.
This kid had gained some experience from being beaten up.
Talents.
As a member of the Siheyuan.
Donald felt the need to persuade him.
Everyone was a family and lived under the same roof. There was no need to fight to the death.
"Second Uncle, it's fine if you just give him one or two hundred slaps. Don't keep hitting him. If you hit him again, his skin will fall off.”
Donald advised with good intentions.
Liu Guangfu cursed in his heart when he heard this.
You even casually whipped him for one or two hundred times. Why don't you try?
Damn it, I was slapped three times. Even through the thick cotton jacket, I felt that I should have already bled.
One or two hundred times, do you still want to live?
Originally, there was no conflict between Second Uncle and Donald. The two of them usually only nodded when they met.
However, Donald had completely offended Second Uncle with the election of the model worker today.
So would Second Master listen to him?
Of course not.
"Don't interfere in other people's family matters. He's my son. I can hit him however I want.”
Liu Haizhong panted heavily.
"Fine, it's hard to be a good person. Do whatever you want.”
Donald carried the bag of rice and returned to his house in the backyard.
A few days ago, he had already promised the servant girl that he would make mutton pilaf.
This had already been mentioned several times.
He finally bought the rice today.
Donald washed the rice and put it into the pot.
First, the rice was cooked until it was half-cooked. Then, the half-cooked rice was placed in a wooden bucket, which was also called a rice bucket.
Next was steaming.
The reason why he didn't use a steel pot, which was also the reason why he cooked the rice directly in an aluminum pot, was because the rice steamed in this way was soft and delicious, and the grains were distinct.
Only this kind of rice was suitable for making fried rice.
The rice cooked directly was too sticky and agglomerated. It was not suitable for making hand-grabbed rice.
Before the rice was cooked, the servant girl had already pushed the bicycle back.
"Big Brother Tang, what are we eating tonight?”This was the first thing Delina said after she got home.
"Wash your face and hands first. Dinner will be ready soon.”
There weren't many ingredients used in the mutton pilaf.
Eggs, onions, and mutton.
The onions and mutton were diced.
The eggs were fried in the summer, and it would be fine if they were fried until they were crushed.
Even though it was called pilaf, it couldn't really be made with one's hands.
One was that it was not very sanitary, and the other was that it was indeed a little hot.
The spoon and chopsticks were clean, sanitary, and convenient.
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!" Delinazar nodded repeatedly.
"If it's delicious, then eat more. Boss has a pot.”
The two of them played a game of feeding each other.
It was enough.
At this moment, Second Uncle's family was not so harmonious.
Mainly Liu Guangfu, the last person in the country.
There was a bloody scar on the kid's face.
His eyes were bloodshot.
He thought that he would be able to dodge it today.
It should be like this
However, Donald added fuel to the fire.
As a result, his father didn't know how to deal with him.
One punch landed on his temple.
Everything he saw now was red.
It was estimated that it would not return to normal for two days.
Even if the blood mark on his face healed in the future, it would probably leave a scar.
He was the second oldest in the family. Perhaps he could even leave behind the title of Scarface's Second Eldest in the future. "
I say, the child's father, who exactly provoked you? Your face is longer than a donkey's.”
Second Aunt asked when she saw Second Uncle's nose and eyes.
"You know that Lil Tang in the backyard, right?”
"Of course we know. We watched him grow up.
This child was indeed amazing. He had previously been promoted to a Level 8 fitter and married a beautiful girl from the Western Regions.
That girl was still officially employed. They were now a family with two employees. Two people earned money and two people spent it. No one in the entire courtyard was as comfortable as the two of them.”
Second Uncle's face darkened with every word Second Aunt said.
"It's this little bastard. He stole my title of model worker today. This isn't as simple as being evaluated as an advanced individual in the workshop. With the title of model worker, it's very likely that he will be promoted.
As a cadre or an official, he could manage people.
I've always had one wish in my life, and that was to be an official. Unfortunately, the leaders in the factory thought that my educational level was too low and never had this opportunity.
This time, it was not easy to get a rare opportunity, but I didn't expect to be intercepted by this little bastard.
I'm so angry."
Liu Haizhong never considered why everyone chose Donald over him.
In his eyes, there were no subjective factors, only objective factors.
Perhaps it was because of this personality that he often beat his children at home.
If anything went against his wishes, he would beat him up.
It was quite pitiful to be his son. At such a young age, he was often ordered around by the big doudou until he couldn't find his way.
Didn't he know how much trauma a big douche could bring to a ten-year-old child?
He only cared about himself.
Only when he felt refreshed would everyone feel comfortable.
If he was unhappy, everyone would suffer with him.
Soon, dinner was ready.
Second Aunt specially fried a poached egg for Second Uncle and sprinkled a few drops of soy sauce on it.
The fragrance of the fried eggs made his children drool.
Liu Guangfu, the second son, had been greedy since he was young.
When Grandpa Er wasn't paying attention, he tore a small piece of egg with his hand, dipped it in soy sauce, and swallowed it.
When Liu Haizhong took out the remaining half of his bottle of white wine, he realized that there was a piece missing from his poached egg.
Moreover, it was the side of his favorite poached egg.
At this moment, his bangs were filled with anger.
He should be angry.
This was blatant theft.
The son that she had painstakingly raised had actually stolen her things.
"Who the f * ck did this!"
Liu Haizhong slammed the table, and everyone was as quiet as cicadas in winter.
He was the only employee in the entire family, and the whole family depended on his salary to survive.
He was the authority in the family, and his dignity did not allow anyone in the family to provoke him.
"I think Second Brother ate it.”The eldest, Liu Guangqi, was indeed Second Master's good son. He was also the one who was usually the most favored.
In this atmosphere, only he dared to speak.
"You brat, you've bumped into my muzzle!”
Liu Haizhong stood up and paced around, trying to find something useful.
At this moment, Liu Guangqi found a rattan from somewhere.
It looked like a large creeper vine.
This thing was very tough, like a horsewhip. Just a casual wave of it could whip the air.
After
Donald got off work, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some rice.
Normal rice was like hairy rice. This kind of rice was like the two-season rice from the south. It didn't taste very good.
The rice from the Great Northern Wilderness was 12 cents, and it tasted soft and sticky.
As for nutrition, it didn't make much of a difference since it was all carbon and water.
Would Donald pay two cents more just for the taste?
Of course he would.
It was only two cents, but he could enjoy the taste that was several times better. It was too affordable.
He spent 1.20 yuan to buy 10 catties of northeastern rice.
He carried the bag of rice and walked through the streets.
He had just entered the courtyard house.
He heard someone crying crying for their parents.
He took a closer look and realized that Second Uncle was hitting his own child.
Second Uncle was a little fat and not agile enough. Normally, he would not be able to catch up with his son.
Liu Guangfu was already 16 years old.
In addition, he was a little stronger than the average person and was as agile as a monkey.
But Liu Guangfu didn't dare to run.
He only dared to dodge.
If he really escaped from the Siheyuan…
Then when he came back next time, there would still be no good results to eat.
He could only let his father hit him occasionally, and in order to show his pain, he had to shout.
Only then would Second Uncle have a sense of accomplishment in beating up his son.
This kid had gained some experience from being beaten up.
Talents.
As a member of the Siheyuan.
Donald felt the need to persuade him.
Everyone was a family and lived under the same roof. There was no need to fight to the death.
"Second Uncle, it's fine if you just give him one or two hundred slaps. Don't keep hitting him. If you hit him again, his skin will fall off.”
Donald advised with good intentions.
Liu Guangfu cursed in his heart when he heard this.
You even casually whipped him for one or two hundred times. Why don't you try?
Damn it, I was slapped three times. Even through the thick cotton jacket, I felt that I should have already bled.
One or two hundred times, do you still want to live?
Originally, there was no conflict between Second Uncle and Donald. The two of them usually only nodded when they met.
However, Donald had completely offended Second Uncle with the election of the model worker today.
So would Second Master listen to him?
Of course not.
"Don't interfere in other people's family matters. He's my son. I can hit him however I want.”
Liu Haizhong panted heavily.
"Fine, it's hard to be a good person. Do whatever you want.”
Donald carried the bag of rice and returned to his house in the backyard.
A few days ago, he had already promised the servant girl that he would make mutton pilaf.
This had already been mentioned several times.
He finally bought the rice today.
Donald washed the rice and put it into the pot.
First, the rice was cooked until it was half-cooked. Then, the half-cooked rice was placed in a wooden bucket, which was also called a rice bucket.
Next was steaming.
The reason why he didn't use a steel pot, which was also the reason why he cooked the rice directly in an aluminum pot, was because the rice steamed in this way was soft and delicious, and the grains were distinct.
Only this kind of rice was suitable for making fried rice.
The rice cooked directly was too sticky and agglomerated. It was not suitable for making hand-grabbed rice.
Before the rice was cooked, the servant girl had already pushed the bicycle back.
"Big Brother Tang, what are we eating tonight?”This was the first thing Delina said after she got home.
"Wash your face and hands first. Dinner will be ready soon.”
There weren't many ingredients used in the mutton pilaf.
Eggs, onions, and mutton.
The onions and mutton were diced.
The eggs were fried in the summer, and it would be fine if they were fried until they were crushed.
Even though it was called pilaf, it couldn't really be made with one's hands.
One was that it was not very sanitary, and the other was that it was indeed a little hot.
The spoon and chopsticks were clean, sanitary, and convenient.
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!" Delinazar nodded repeatedly.
"If it's delicious, then eat more. Boss has a pot.”
The two of them played a game of feeding each other.
It was enough.
At this moment, Second Uncle's family was not so harmonious.
Mainly Liu Guangfu, the last person in the country.
There was a bloody scar on the kid's face.
His eyes were bloodshot.
He thought that he would be able to dodge it today.
It should be like this
However, Donald added fuel to the fire.
As a result, his father didn't know how to deal with him.
One punch landed on his temple.
Everything he saw now was red.
It was estimated that it would not return to normal for two days.
Even if the blood mark on his face healed in the future, it would probably leave a scar.
He was the second oldest in the family. Perhaps he could even leave behind the title of Scarface's Second Eldest in the future. "
I say, the child's father, who exactly provoked you? Your face is longer than a donkey's.”
Second Aunt asked when she saw Second Uncle's nose and eyes.
"You know that Lil Tang in the backyard, right?”
"Of course we know. We watched him grow up.
This child was indeed amazing. He had previously been promoted to a Level 8 fitter and married a beautiful girl from the Western Regions.
That girl was still officially employed. They were now a family with two employees. Two people earned money and two people spent it. No one in the entire courtyard was as comfortable as the two of them.”
Second Uncle's face darkened with every word Second Aunt said.
"It's this little bastard. He stole my title of model worker today. This isn't as simple as being evaluated as an advanced individual in the workshop. With the title of model worker, it's very likely that he will be promoted.
As a cadre or an official, he could manage people.
I've always had one wish in my life, and that was to be an official. Unfortunately, the leaders in the factory thought that my educational level was too low and never had this opportunity.
This time, it was not easy to get a rare opportunity, but I didn't expect to be intercepted by this little bastard.
I'm so angry."
Liu Haizhong never considered why everyone chose Donald over him.
In his eyes, there were no subjective factors, only objective factors.
Perhaps it was because of this personality that he often beat his children at home.
If anything went against his wishes, he would beat him up.
It was quite pitiful to be his son. At such a young age, he was often ordered around by the big doudou until he couldn't find his way.
Didn't he know how much trauma a big douche could bring to a ten-year-old child?
He only cared about himself.
Only when he felt refreshed would everyone feel comfortable.
If he was unhappy, everyone would suffer with him.
Soon, dinner was ready.
Second Aunt specially fried a poached egg for Second Uncle and sprinkled a few drops of soy sauce on it.
The fragrance of the fried eggs made his children drool.
Liu Guangfu, the second son, had been greedy since he was young.
When Grandpa Er wasn't paying attention, he tore a small piece of egg with his hand, dipped it in soy sauce, and swallowed it.
When Liu Haizhong took out the remaining half of his bottle of white wine, he realized that there was a piece missing from his poached egg.
Moreover, it was the side of his favorite poached egg.
At this moment, his bangs were filled with anger.
He should be angry.
This was blatant theft.
The son that she had painstakingly raised had actually stolen her things.
"Who the f * ck did this!"
Liu Haizhong slammed the table, and everyone was as quiet as cicadas in winter.
He was the only employee in the entire family, and the whole family depended on his salary to survive.
He was the authority in the family, and his dignity did not allow anyone in the family to provoke him.
"I think Second Brother ate it.”The eldest, Liu Guangqi, was indeed Second Master's good son. He was also the one who was usually the most favored.
In this atmosphere, only he dared to speak.
"You brat, you've bumped into my muzzle!”
Liu Haizhong stood up and paced around, trying to find something useful.
At this moment, Liu Guangqi found a rattan from somewhere.
It looked like a large creeper vine.
This thing was very tough, like a horsewhip. Just a casual wave of it could whip the air.
After
Donald got off work, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some rice.
Normal rice was like hairy rice. This kind of rice was like the two-season rice from the south. It didn't taste very good.
The rice from the Great Northern Wilderness was 12 cents, and it tasted soft and sticky.
As for nutrition, it didn't make much of a difference since it was all carbon and water.
Would Donald pay two cents more just for the taste?
Of course he would.
It was only two cents, but he could enjoy the taste that was several times better. It was too affordable.
He spent 1.20 yuan to buy 10 catties of northeastern rice.
He carried the bag of rice and walked through the streets.
He had just entered the courtyard house.
He heard someone crying crying for their parents.
He took a closer look and realized that Second Uncle was hitting his own child.
Second Uncle was a little fat and not agile enough. Normally, he would not be able to catch up with his son.
Liu Guangfu was already 16 years old.
In addition, he was a little stronger than the average person and was as agile as a monkey.
But Liu Guangfu didn't dare to run.
He only dared to dodge.
If he really escaped from the Siheyuan…
Then when he came back next time, there would still be no good results to eat.
He could only let his father hit him occasionally, and in order to show his pain, he had to shout.
Only then would Second Uncle have a sense of accomplishment in beating up his son.
This kid had gained some experience from being beaten up.
Talents.
As a member of the Siheyuan.
Donald felt the need to persuade him.
Everyone was a family and lived under the same roof. There was no need to fight to the death.
"Second Uncle, it's fine if you just give him one or two hundred slaps. Don't keep hitting him. If you hit him again, his skin will fall off.”
Donald advised with good intentions.
Liu Guangfu cursed in his heart when he heard this.
You even casually whipped him for one or two hundred times. Why don't you try?
Damn it, I was slapped three times. Even through the thick cotton jacket, I felt that I should have already bled.
One or two hundred times, do you still want to live?
Originally, there was no conflict between Second Uncle and Donald. The two of them usually only nodded when they met.
However, Donald had completely offended Second Uncle with the election of the model worker today.
So would Second Master listen to him?
Of course not.
"Don't interfere in other people's family matters. He's my son. I can hit him however I want.”
Liu Haizhong panted heavily.
"Fine, it's hard to be a good person. Do whatever you want.”
Donald carried the bag of rice and returned to his house in the backyard.
A few days ago, he had already promised the servant girl that he would make mutton pilaf.
This had already been mentioned several times.
He finally bought the rice today.
Donald washed the rice and put it into the pot.
First, the rice was cooked until it was half-cooked. Then, the half-cooked rice was placed in a wooden bucket, which was also called a rice bucket.
Next was steaming.
The reason why he didn't use a steel pot, which was also the reason why he cooked the rice directly in an aluminum pot, was because the rice steamed in this way was soft and delicious, and the grains were distinct.
Only this kind of rice was suitable for making fried rice.
The rice cooked directly was too sticky and agglomerated. It was not suitable for making hand-grabbed rice.
Before the rice was cooked, the servant girl had already pushed the bicycle back.
"Big Brother Tang, what are we eating tonight?”This was the first thing Delina said after she got home.
"Wash your face and hands first. Dinner will be ready soon.”
There weren't many ingredients used in the mutton pilaf.
Eggs, onions, and mutton.
The onions and mutton were diced.
The eggs were fried in the summer, and it would be fine if they were fried until they were crushed.
Even though it was called pilaf, it couldn't really be made with one's hands.
One was that it was not very sanitary, and the other was that it was indeed a little hot.
The spoon and chopsticks were clean, sanitary, and convenient.
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!" Delinazar nodded repeatedly.
"If it's delicious, then eat more. Boss has a pot.”
The two of them played a game of feeding each other.
It was enough.
At this moment, Second Uncle's family was not so harmonious.
Mainly Liu Guangfu, the last person in the country.
There was a bloody scar on the kid's face.
His eyes were bloodshot.
He thought that he would be able to dodge it today.
It should be like this
However, Donald added fuel to the fire.
As a result, his father didn't know how to deal with him.
One punch landed on his temple.
Everything he saw now was red.
It was estimated that it would not return to normal for two days.
Even if the blood mark on his face healed in the future, it would probably leave a scar.
He was the second oldest in the family. Perhaps he could even leave behind the title of Scarface's Second Eldest in the future. "
I say, the child's father, who exactly provoked you? Your face is longer than a donkey's.”
Second Aunt asked when she saw Second Uncle's nose and eyes.
"You know that Lil Tang in the backyard, right?”
"Of course we know. We watched him grow up.
This child was indeed amazing. He had previously been promoted to a Level 8 fitter and married a beautiful girl from the Western Regions.
That girl was still officially employed. They were now a family with two employees. Two people earned money and two people spent it. No one in the entire courtyard was as comfortable as the two of them.”
Second Uncle's face darkened with every word Second Aunt said.
"It's this little bastard. He stole my title of model worker today. This isn't as simple as being evaluated as an advanced individual in the workshop. With the title of model worker, it's very likely that he will be promoted.
As a cadre or an official, he could manage people.
I've always had one wish in my life, and that was to be an official. Unfortunately, the leaders in the factory thought that my educational level was too low and never had this opportunity.
This time, it was not easy to get a rare opportunity, but I didn't expect to be intercepted by this little bastard.
I'm so angry."
Liu Haizhong never considered why everyone chose Donald over him.
In his eyes, there were no subjective factors, only objective factors.
Perhaps it was because of this personality that he often beat his children at home.
If anything went against his wishes, he would beat him up.
It was quite pitiful to be his son. At such a young age, he was often ordered around by the big doudou until he couldn't find his way.
Didn't he know how much trauma a big douche could bring to a ten-year-old child?
He only cared about himself.
Only when he felt refreshed would everyone feel comfortable.
If he was unhappy, everyone would suffer with him.
Soon, dinner was ready.
Second Aunt specially fried a poached egg for Second Uncle and sprinkled a few drops of soy sauce on it.
The fragrance of the fried eggs made his children drool.
Liu Guangfu, the second son, had been greedy since he was young.
When Grandpa Er wasn't paying attention, he tore a small piece of egg with his hand, dipped it in soy sauce, and swallowed it.
When Liu Haizhong took out the remaining half of his bottle of white wine, he realized that there was a piece missing from his poached egg.
Moreover, it was the side of his favorite poached egg.
At this moment, his bangs were filled with anger.
He should be angry.
This was blatant theft.
The son that she had painstakingly raised had actually stolen her things.
"Who the f * ck did this!"
Liu Haizhong slammed the table, and everyone was as quiet as cicadas in winter.
He was the only employee in the entire family, and the whole family depended on his salary to survive.
He was the authority in the family, and his dignity did not allow anyone in the family to provoke him.
"I think Second Brother ate it.”The eldest, Liu Guangqi, was indeed Second Master's good son. He was also the one who was usually the most favored.
In this atmosphere, only he dared to speak.
"You brat, you've bumped into my muzzle!”
Liu Haizhong stood up and paced around, trying to find something useful.
At this moment, Liu Guangqi found a rattan from somewhere.
It looked like a large creeper vine.
This thing was very tough, like a horsewhip. Just a casual wave of it could whip the air.
After
Donald got off work, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some rice.
Normal rice was like hairy rice. This kind of rice was like the two-season rice from the south. It didn't taste very good.
The rice from the Great Northern Wilderness was 12 cents, and it tasted soft and sticky.
As for nutrition, it didn't make much of a difference since it was all carbon and water.
Would Donald pay two cents more just for the taste?
Of course he would.
It was only two cents, but he could enjoy the taste that was several times better. It was too affordable.
He spent 1.20 yuan to buy 10 catties of northeastern rice.
He carried the bag of rice and walked through the streets.
He had just entered the courtyard house.
He heard someone crying crying for their parents.
He took a closer look and realized that Second Uncle was hitting his own child.
Second Uncle was a little fat and not agile enough. Normally, he would not be able to catch up with his son.
Liu Guangfu was already 16 years old.
In addition, he was a little stronger than the average person and was as agile as a monkey.
But Liu Guangfu didn't dare to run.
He only dared to dodge.
If he really escaped from the Siheyuan…
Then when he came back next time, there would still be no good results to eat.
He could only let his father hit him occasionally, and in order to show his pain, he had to shout.
Only then would Second Uncle have a sense of accomplishment in beating up his son.
This kid had gained some experience from being beaten up.
Talents.
As a member of the Siheyuan.
Donald felt the need to persuade him.
Everyone was a family and lived under the same roof. There was no need to fight to the death.
"Second Uncle, it's fine if you just give him one or two hundred slaps. Don't keep hitting him. If you hit him again, his skin will fall off.”
Donald advised with good intentions.
Liu Guangfu cursed in his heart when he heard this.
You even casually whipped him for one or two hundred times. Why don't you try?
Damn it, I was slapped three times. Even through the thick cotton jacket, I felt that I should have already bled.
One or two hundred times, do you still want to live?
Originally, there was no conflict between Second Uncle and Donald. The two of them usually only nodded when they met.
However, Donald had completely offended Second Uncle with the election of the model worker today.
So would Second Master listen to him?
Of course not.
"Don't interfere in other people's family matters. He's my son. I can hit him however I want.”
Liu Haizhong panted heavily.
"Fine, it's hard to be a good person. Do whatever you want.”
Donald carried the bag of rice and returned to his house in the backyard.
A few days ago, he had already promised the servant girl that he would make mutton pilaf.
This had already been mentioned several times.
He finally bought the rice today.
Donald washed the rice and put it into the pot.
First, the rice was cooked until it was half-cooked. Then, the half-cooked rice was placed in a wooden bucket, which was also called a rice bucket.
Next was steaming.
The reason why he didn't use a steel pot, which was also the reason why he cooked the rice directly in an aluminum pot, was because the rice steamed in this way was soft and delicious, and the grains were distinct.
Only this kind of rice was suitable for making fried rice.
The rice cooked directly was too sticky and agglomerated. It was not suitable for making hand-grabbed rice.
Before the rice was cooked, the servant girl had already pushed the bicycle back.
"Big Brother Tang, what are we eating tonight?”This was the first thing Delina said after she got home.
"Wash your face and hands first. Dinner will be ready soon.”
There weren't many ingredients used in the mutton pilaf.
Eggs, onions, and mutton.
The onions and mutton were diced.
The eggs were fried in the summer, and it would be fine if they were fried until they were crushed.
Even though it was called pilaf, it couldn't really be made with one's hands.
One was that it was not very sanitary, and the other was that it was indeed a little hot.
The spoon and chopsticks were clean, sanitary, and convenient.
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!" Delinazar nodded repeatedly.
"If it's delicious, then eat more. Boss has a pot.”
The two of them played a game of feeding each other.
It was enough.
At this moment, Second Uncle's family was not so harmonious.
Mainly Liu Guangfu, the last person in the country.
There was a bloody scar on the kid's face.
His eyes were bloodshot.
He thought that he would be able to dodge it today.
It should be like this
However, Donald added fuel to the fire.
As a result, his father didn't know how to deal with him.
One punch landed on his temple.
Everything he saw now was red.
It was estimated that it would not return to normal for two days.
Even if the blood mark on his face healed in the future, it would probably leave a scar.
He was the second oldest in the family. Perhaps he could even leave behind the title of Scarface's Second Eldest in the future. "
I say, the child's father, who exactly provoked you? Your face is longer than a donkey's.”
Second Aunt asked when she saw Second Uncle's nose and eyes.
"You know that Lil Tang in the backyard, right?”
"Of course we know. We watched him grow up.
This child was indeed amazing. He had previously been promoted to a Level 8 fitter and married a beautiful girl from the Western Regions.
That girl was still officially employed. They were now a family with two employees. Two people earned money and two people spent it. No one in the entire courtyard was as comfortable as the two of them.”
Second Uncle's face darkened with every word Second Aunt said.
"It's this little bastard. He stole my title of model worker today. This isn't as simple as being evaluated as an advanced individual in the workshop. With the title of model worker, it's very likely that he will be promoted.
As a cadre or an official, he could manage people.
I've always had one wish in my life, and that was to be an official. Unfortunately, the leaders in the factory thought that my educational level was too low and never had this opportunity.
This time, it was not easy to get a rare opportunity, but I didn't expect to be intercepted by this little bastard.
I'm so angry."
Liu Haizhong never considered why everyone chose Donald over him.
In his eyes, there were no subjective factors, only objective factors.
Perhaps it was because of this personality that he often beat his children at home.
If anything went against his wishes, he would beat him up.
It was quite pitiful to be his son. At such a young age, he was often ordered around by the big doudou until he couldn't find his way.
Didn't he know how much trauma a big douche could bring to a ten-year-old child?
He only cared about himself.
Only when he felt refreshed would everyone feel comfortable.
If he was unhappy, everyone would suffer with him.
Soon, dinner was ready.
Second Aunt specially fried a poached egg for Second Uncle and sprinkled a few drops of soy sauce on it.
The fragrance of the fried eggs made his children drool.
Liu Guangfu, the second son, had been greedy since he was young.
When Grandpa Er wasn't paying attention, he tore a small piece of egg with his hand, dipped it in soy sauce, and swallowed it.
When Liu Haizhong took out the remaining half of his bottle of white wine, he realized that there was a piece missing from his poached egg.
Moreover, it was the side of his favorite poached egg.
At this moment, his bangs were filled with anger.
He should be angry.
This was blatant theft.
The son that she had painstakingly raised had actually stolen her things.
"Who the f * ck did this!"
Liu Haizhong slammed the table, and everyone was as quiet as cicadas in winter.
He was the only employee in the entire family, and the whole family depended on his salary to survive.
He was the authority in the family, and his dignity did not allow anyone in the family to provoke him.
"I think Second Brother ate it.”The eldest, Liu Guangqi, was indeed Second Master's good son. He was also the one who was usually the most favored.
In this atmosphere, only he dared to speak.
"You brat, you've bumped into my muzzle!”
Liu Haizhong stood up and paced around, trying to find something useful.
At this moment, Liu Guangqi found a rattan from somewhere.
It looked like a large creeper vine.
This thing was very tough, like a horsewhip. Just a casual wave of it could whip the air.
After
Donald got off work, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some rice.
Normal rice was like hairy rice. This kind of rice was like the two-season rice from the south. It didn't taste very good.
The rice from the Great Northern Wilderness was 12 cents, and it tasted soft and sticky.
As for nutrition, it didn't make much of a difference since it was all carbon and water.
Would Donald pay two cents more just for the taste?
Of course he would.
It was only two cents, but he could enjoy the taste that was several times better. It was too affordable.
He spent 1.20 yuan to buy 10 catties of northeastern rice.
He carried the bag of rice and walked through the streets.
He had just entered the courtyard house.
He heard someone crying crying for their parents.
He took a closer look and realized that Second Uncle was hitting his own child.
Second Uncle was a little fat and not agile enough. Normally, he would not be able to catch up with his son.
Liu Guangfu was already 16 years old.
In addition, he was a little stronger than the average person and was as agile as a monkey.
But Liu Guangfu didn't dare to run.
He only dared to dodge.
If he really escaped from the Siheyuan…
Then when he came back next time, there would still be no good results to eat.
He could only let his father hit him occasionally, and in order to show his pain, he had to shout.
Only then would Second Uncle have a sense of accomplishment in beating up his son.
This kid had gained some experience from being beaten up.
Talents.
As a member of the Siheyuan.
Donald felt the need to persuade him.
Everyone was a family and lived under the same roof. There was no need to fight to the death.
"Second Uncle, it's fine if you just give him one or two hundred slaps. Don't keep hitting him. If you hit him again, his skin will fall off.”
Donald advised with good intentions.
Liu Guangfu cursed in his heart when he heard this.
You even casually whipped him for one or two hundred times. Why don't you try?
Damn it, I was slapped three times. Even through the thick cotton jacket, I felt that I should have already bled.
One or two hundred times, do you still want to live?
Originally, there was no conflict between Second Uncle and Donald. The two of them usually only nodded when they met.
However, Donald had completely offended Second Uncle with the election of the model worker today.
So would Second Master listen to him?
Of course not.
"Don't interfere in other people's family matters. He's my son. I can hit him however I want.”
Liu Haizhong panted heavily.
"Fine, it's hard to be a good person. Do whatever you want.”
Donald carried the bag of rice and returned to his house in the backyard.
A few days ago, he had already promised the servant girl that he would make mutton pilaf.
This had already been mentioned several times.
He finally bought the rice today.
Donald washed the rice and put it into the pot.
First, the rice was cooked until it was half-cooked. Then, the half-cooked rice was placed in a wooden bucket, which was also called a rice bucket.
Next was steaming.
The reason why he didn't use a steel pot, which was also the reason why he cooked the rice directly in an aluminum pot, was because the rice steamed in this way was soft and delicious, and the grains were distinct.
Only this kind of rice was suitable for making fried rice.
The rice cooked directly was too sticky and agglomerated. It was not suitable for making hand-grabbed rice.
Before the rice was cooked, the servant girl had already pushed the bicycle back.
"Big Brother Tang, what are we eating tonight?”This was the first thing Delina said after she got home.
"Wash your face and hands first. Dinner will be ready soon.”
There weren't many ingredients used in the mutton pilaf.
Eggs, onions, and mutton.
The onions and mutton were diced.
The eggs were fried in the summer, and it would be fine if they were fried until they were crushed.
Even though it was called pilaf, it couldn't really be made with one's hands.
One was that it was not very sanitary, and the other was that it was indeed a little hot.
The spoon and chopsticks were clean, sanitary, and convenient.
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!" Delinazar nodded repeatedly.
"If it's delicious, then eat more. Boss has a pot.”
The two of them played a game of feeding each other.
It was enough.
At this moment, Second Uncle's family was not so harmonious.
Mainly Liu Guangfu, the last person in the country.
There was a bloody scar on the kid's face.
His eyes were bloodshot.
He thought that he would be able to dodge it today.
It should be like this
However, Donald added fuel to the fire.
As a result, his father didn't know how to deal with him.
One punch landed on his temple.
Everything he saw now was red.
It was estimated that it would not return to normal for two days.
Even if the blood mark on his face healed in the future, it would probably leave a scar.
He was the second oldest in the family. Perhaps he could even leave behind the title of Scarface's Second Eldest in the future.
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