win the hairpin

Chapter 121 Brothers and Sisters
A tear rolled out of Song Huiyue's big eyes, she couldn't believe it was her Qinghui.

She is the moon, and her younger brother is the Qinghui from the moon, how could she make Qinghui look like this.

Song Qinghui stared at her blankly, his eyes widened round and wide, his mouth slightly opened, the cat in his hand immediately ran away from his arms when he saw the stranger, his hands were still in an embraced position, there was no Change.

Then he blinked hard, trying to see if the sister in front of him was real.

He always saw his elder sister in his dreams, and his elder sister took him to use a slingshot to shoot sparrows. He could knock sparrows from the sky to the ground in one fell swoop. He was so happy that when he woke up, his elder sister was gone.

So much so that he doesn't dare to be happy now.

After blinking hard, he finally confirmed that the person in front of him was Song Huiyue.

My sister is here to pick him up!

He jumped up suddenly, with a huge and bright smile on his face, and just about to yell loudly, Song Huiyue put his index finger to his mouth and hissed softly.

He hurriedly closed his mouth tightly, fearing that joy would overflow from his mouth unconsciously, so he tightly covered it with his hands.

When Song Huiyue approached, he opened his mouth a little, and his voice was thin and small, like a stream of air gushing out from the gap: "Sister!"

She was still happy, couldn't be more happy, so even her eyes lit up, and she freed up a hand to hold Song Huiyue's hand tightly, not allowing her to run away.

"Brother!" Song Huiyue was also happy, but she was a little more rational than Song Qinghui, knowing that it was not the time to be happy now, and they could slowly be happy after leaving the Zhang family.

She dragged Song Qinghui out and rushed out, leaving the deserted courtyard behind, seemingly running for her life, but in reality she had nowhere to go.

It is absolutely impossible to take the beggar-like Song Qinghui and the female relatives out together. The Zhang family is full of people coming and going today, and Song Qinghui will scream wherever he shows up.

The two simply became trapped beasts.

Under the light, Song Huiyue couldn't stop looking back at Song Qinghui. Song Qinghui wasn't anxious, and there was only happiness in his brows and eyes. He danced while walking, gasping for breath while walking.

While paying attention to him, Song Huiyue dodged left and right to avoid the figure, and went straight to the front yard.

Since the backyard is impassable, go out through the front door openly.

Under the eyes of everyone, the Zhang family is nothing more than avenging her for trespassing. It cannot be said that Qinghui is not her younger brother. As long as Qinghui can be taken out, it doesn't matter if he goes to jail.

After being imprisoned, everyone returns to his own place, those who deserve revenge will take revenge, and those who deserve to kill will kill.

As long as you can walk through it.

The three fathers and sons of the Zhang family were in the backyard at this time, Mr. Zhang went to see his grandson, and only the two brothers were left sitting in the study with big eyes and small eyes.

Facing Zhang Xutang, the younger brother, the uncle Zhang Xuling felt restless and wished he could get up immediately and go out to entertain guests.

In the eyes of outsiders, this little boy looks like a dandy, but in his eyes, he is just a poison - and it is extremely poisonous. Once he takes it, his liver and intestines will be broken immediately, and it is impossible for a god to save him.

Fortunately, being a member of the Zhang family, he didn't have to take this poison, but just sitting next to Zhang Xutang, he felt that the poisonous gas on Zhang Xutang's body was poisoning him invisible.

Not only was he poisoned, but the entire Zhang family exuded an evil spirit invisibly.

Therefore, even though he was the one who got his son, his complexion was even uglier than that of a dead son.

Zhang Xutang was leaning on the recliner, with a tiger head stick in his hand.

After nearly two months of recuperation, his thinned flesh has grown back, and he is no longer in shape. It's just that he has been kept at home like this without seeing the sun, and his face has become paler and paler, without any blood.

He had been injured for a hundred days, and he was less than a hundred days old, but the bones had already grown firmly, so he tentatively went down to the ground and walked with a tiger's head stick.

Every step he took, he felt pain, not in his bones, but in his muscles.

As soon as the sole of the foot was stepped on, a tendon seemed to be misaligned, stretching from the sole of the foot to the root of the thigh, the pain was so painful that his head and heart were covered with sweat.

When he walked on the ground for the first time, he even wanted to pick out the tendon with a knife.

But he can't really do it, he cherishes himself the most, a single hair of his own is more valuable than other people's lives, so he can only continue walking.

The more it hurts, the more I have to walk, and I have to stretch this tendon fiercely, otherwise I will be bound by it for the rest of my life.

Every time his leg hurts, he always thinks of the instigator, Song Huiyue.

Just like now, he was rubbing his leg, thinking about how to break Song Huiyue's leg.

As for the eldest nephew newly added to the Zhang family, he was neither fucked nor born in his stomach, so he was not very interested.

It's just that this little baby was lucky enough to be born in Zhang's family, named Zhang, and became a family with him.

So Zhang Xuling and his son-in-law were both lucky by coincidence.

Zhang Xuling sat on pins and needles, searched his stomach for a while, and said in a low voice: "Why hasn't dad come here? He's still waiting. I'll go and have a look."

"Brother doesn't want to see me so much?" Zhang Xutang looked at him with a half-smile, "Sit a little longer, this time when I came back from Tanzhou, I realized that brothers should be close, we were too estranged before. "

"Ha, I want to be intimate." Zhang Xuling was so scared that Tianling Gai would fly when he heard that Poison himself wanted to be intimate with him. "I used to be too busy."

His butt didn't dare to leave the stool again, so he took advantage of the situation and sat down again.

If he doesn't follow Zhang Xutang's suggestion, then his fate will be his father's cold eyes and his mother's scolding.

I don't know where Zhang Xutang got so many reasons, which always nailed him to the wrong side.

Zhang Xuling, who had become short in an instant, seemed to be no longer the eldest brother of this family, but a walking dead at Zhang Xutang's side.

Zhang Xutang took a sip of hot tea, then put down the teacup: "Brother, have you seen the idiot I brought back?"

"I've seen it," Zhang Xuling said with a look of frustration, "Since the second child is very useful, don't mess with him."

He didn't dare to continue talking, for fear that Zhang Xutang would use words to stab him again.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xutang did not refute him, but nodded in agreement: "I've been busy with my legs for a while, so I don't have time to deal with him. Brother is right, I'll take care of him tomorrow." Pack it up, and to tell you the truth, brother, I like this silly boy very much."

Zhang Xuling didn't believe a word of this, but Zhang Xutang didn't lie to him this time.

Song Qinghui's stupidity, his innocence, his sincerity, his innocence, his caring eyes, and even his satisfaction when eating, all silently nourished Zhang Xutang.

Regardless of gender, Zhang Xutang just needs Song Qinghui, and hopes that Song Qinghui will always be the innocent child he is now, and accompany him with all his heart and eyes.

Just when Zhang Xutang was about to have a good time with his eldest brother, Lao Wei walked in, ignored Zhang Xuling, and only bowed to Zhang Xutang, whispering a few words.

Then Zhang Xutang stood up with a "boom" and issued the most concise order.

"Catch her."

(End of this chapter)