Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 1075 Seeing Red
Amidst the noise, there was a sudden scream.

"Xiaomei, what's wrong with you, Xiaomei!"

Zhang Qianhai hurried in and saw his son kneeling by the bed, sweating profusely.

"Father, Xiaomei's stomach hurts more and more, I'm worried about this child..."

Xiaomei lay pale on the bed, sweating all over her head.

The whole person seemed to be fished out of the water.

"Xingjie, I'm in pain, I'm uncomfortable."

A strong man like Zhang Xingjie cried out anxiously at this moment.

"I'll take you to the hospital now, hold on."

"I'm scared, very scared..."

There was a loud noise outside, and Zhang Xingjie felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

Xiaomei is timid and can be startled by the slightest sign of trouble.

He Zhenzhen's fuss like this almost cost her half her life.

What's more, Xiaomei was already weak because of her pregnancy, so she couldn't hold on anymore.

Zhang Qianhai hurriedly called the village head and borrowed Santana from the village head's house.

When the village chief asked his daughter to drive over, He Zhenzhen was still knocking on the door.

The whole group was so angry that they couldn't speak.

The village chief's daughter couldn't help pointing at He Zhenzhen, "Be careful of God's punishment!"

He Zhenzhen snorted nonchalantly, but knocked harder.

Zhang Xingjie could only plug his wife's ears, and carried Xiaomei into the car with several others.

I don't know who exclaimed blood.

Everyone discovered that there was a bloodstain on Xiaomei's pants.

Zhang Xingjie's eyes were red, "Xiaomei, hold on, don't let anything happen to you."

In this case, the village head had to follow to see the situation, and the daughter had to drive.

In the back seat was Zhang Xingjie hugging Xiaomei lying down again.

There was no room left for Zhang Qianhai.

The village head comforted: "You watch at home, I will call you if there is anything."

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, I'll pick you up later, remember to bring your ID card and money."

After the village chief's daughter finished speaking, she rolled up the window, kicked the accelerator and drove the car away.

He Zhenzhen took a mouthful of exhaust gas.

He poohed angrily.

"what."

Turning his head, he found Zhang Qianhai staring at him with blood red eyes.

My heart couldn't help trembling.

"You, what are you doing?"

"What to look at!"

Zhang Qianhai turned back to the house and came out with a knife.

This is not an ordinary kitchen knife, but a butcher's knife.

Even the bones of a pig can be chopped off with a single knife, let alone a human being.

He Zhenzhen was really scared now.

"I warn you not to come here, killing people is against the law."

She turned around and wanted to run, but looking at the butcher's knife, her calves trembled and she dared not move.

For fear of angering Zhang Qianhai.

Zhang Qianhai walked over fiercely, and chopped it down fiercely.

"what!"

He Zhenzhen screamed and almost collapsed to the ground in fright.

However, Zhang Qianhai slashed on the drum.

A piece of the drumhead was split off immediately, and the rest of the drumhead also collapsed downward.

No more knocking sounds.

Zhang Qianhai slashed down fiercely with one knife after another, cutting the wooden frame on the side to pieces.

He Zhenzhen watched his crazy behavior, but her heart gradually settled down.

Sure enough, Zhang Qianhai was still the same Zhang Qianhai.

He looks tall and big, but in fact his character is very cowardly.

Don't dare to kill at all.

What's more, he had to take care of his son, and he didn't even dare to touch her.

"let's go."

He Zhenzhen dragged Wang Daming away.

After walking a long distance, Zhang Qianhai put his hands on his hips after making sure that Zhang Qianhai could not catch up.

"Cut it, anyway, there are plenty of such broken drums. As long as you don't give me the money for a day, I will beat gongs and drums at your door every day to give you warmth. I think you can last for a few days!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Zhang Qianhai stared at the direction He Zhenzhen left, and slashed the butcher's knife into the wood.

His right hand was trembling constantly.

(End of this chapter)