He felt that the place couldn't stay for a moment, and hurriedly urged, "let's go, let's find Fengzi."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of footsteps not far away.

Within a moment, wisteria came up.

"It's Master Li. I thought I was yelling here."

He had just heard the sad roars here, so he ran over to have a look.

Li Shimin saw Du wisteria and said with a smile, "housekeeper, where's Fengzi?"

Du Wisteria arched his hand and smiled: "the master is eating hot pot with Childe Cheng and others in the hall."

Childe Cheng?

Cheng Yaojin was stunned.

Isn't it the iron bull boy?

Just now, the guard said that another man surnamed Cheng also twisted his hand. Isn't that the boy?

He hurriedly said, "housekeeper, take us to have a look."

Du Wisteria nodded, turned his head and walked to the hall.

Li Shimin, Cheng Yaojin and others followed.

Before they reached the hall, they smelled bursts of strong hot pot.

At this moment, Cheng Yaojin's greedy insect was aroused. Regardless of what just happened, he strode to the hall.

Just after entering the door, Chumo sees what Chumo is holding in the pot with chopsticks in his left hand. He hasn't caught it for a long time. He looks funny.

Cheng Yaojin's face changed and shouted, "iron bull, why are you here?"

Chumo was so frightened that he almost fell off the stool.

This is the fear from the bone, just like the horn of the abyss, which is hard to forget for a long time.

He sat on the stool, looked at the dead ghost father with a bitter face, and his voice became trembling: "Dad, why are you here?"

Cheng Yaojin stepped forward and picked up Chumo like a chicken, but this time with his left hand, he looked very dissatisfied and said, "I'm asking you. Why did you come back and ask me?"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhang Feng quickly came forward and grabbed Cheng Yaojin: "Lao Cheng, what are you doing? Why are you angry when you first came here?"

Chumo knows that his father never gives a reason for his anger. When he is unhappy, he will beat himself up. When he is happy, he will beat himself up, so he dare not speak.

Cheng Yaojin stared at Zhang Feng and said, "this smelly boy doesn't know to call me when he eats hot pot. He eats alone? Do you think he should fight? Also, did the boy twist his hand when he was exercising in the front yard just now? He can twist his hand when doing a little exercise. Shouldn't he fight?"

Zhang Feng suddenly realized that it was true that Tieniu said Lao Cheng didn't need a reason to beat him. Can his mother be beaten even if she eats a hot pot? What else do you do?

Thinking about it, he turns to look at Cheng Yaojin and suddenly finds that Cheng Yaojin's right hand is half hanging. He lifted Chumo with his left hand. When he saw this, he suddenly realized that Yaojin also went to do push ups on time, and then twisted his hand. He didn't know that the informer told Yaojin that Chumo's hand was also twisted. Yaojin was angry, so he came in to settle accounts with Cheng Chumo.

But even if you take it out, this is not the time.

Zhang Feng quickly pulled away Cheng Yaojin and said solemnly, "Lao Cheng, even if you twist your hand, it's not the iron ox's fault. What's the use of you venting your anger on him?"

Chumo, who had just been encircled, understood something. It turned out that the dead man's father also twisted his hand. No wonder he wanted to vent his anger on himself. Although he laughed at Cheng Yaojin, he dared not say anything and even laugh.

But the eldest sun Chong next to the table was happy and laughed.

When Cheng Yaojin saw it, his eyes stared like ox eyes: "you two sons of bitches dare to laugh at me? Are you looking for a fight?"

With that, he clenched his fist and was about to hit Chang sun Chong.

"Lao Cheng, what do you want to do?"

Outside the door came a broken drink.

Subsequently, sun Wuji, Li Shimin and others came in.

The person who spoke just now was Chang sun Wuji. Just as he was about to enter the door, he saw Cheng Yaojin waving his fist to hit his son. How can he promise? Chang sun Chong is the only blood of Chang sun's family. He is afraid of melting in his mouth and breaking in his hand. He doesn't dare to fight himself. How can he let this silly goods fight?

Thinking of this, the eldest sun Wuji stepped forward and quickly protected his son in front of him. He stared angrily at Cheng Yaojin: "what do you want to do? Is there no royal law to beat my son?"

In fact, Cheng Yaojin didn't really want to beat Chang sun Chong. After all, there was still a generation between them. It was decent to fight. But this guy just laughed at him and then moved his hand. He just wanted to scare Chang sun Chong, but he didn't expect that Chang sun Wuji stood up. He couldn't hang his face and stared: "This smelly boy just laughed at me. Do you think you should fight?"

The eldest sun Wuji looked at Cheng Yaojin's hand and Chumo's hand. Don't mention that his son wanted to laugh at it. He laughed at it himself. But now there are many people and it's hard to attack. He had to say, "laugh at it. You can't lose a piece of meat. Do you still have the same experience as the younger generation?"