"Honey, don't listen to their nonsense... ah..."
After sharing a bed for so many years, Huang Hongmei knew something was wrong the moment she saw Zhang Laowu's expression.
Sure enough, the next second, Zhang Laowu stood up and kicked her away.
The chubby boy was still lying on the ground, but he couldn't even care about his most precious son, so he kicked Huang Hongmei first, which shows how much Zhang Laowu cared about being cuckolded.
Zhang Laowu also knew that Huang Hongmei and Zhang Jizhou couldn't possibly be up to anything.
However, upon hearing the surrounding chatter, he couldn't help but think of Xue Wanxue, and the anger in his heart was impossible to suppress.
In his rage, he used all his strength in that kick, and Huang Hongmei was kicked backwards repeatedly until she tripped over a pebble.
Or did I trip over my own feet?
All I saw was her frantically trying to grab onto something to steady herself, but she couldn't grasp anything.
She fell straight backward, "Ah...it hurts..."
How can it not hurt?
On this dirt road strewn with pebbles and sand, it's no wonder she was in pain when she fell headfirst onto the ground.
"Third brother, hurry and take Bao Cai to the hospital!"
Zhang Laowu withdrew his foot, no longer glancing at Huang Hongmei, and turned to Zhang Jizhou.
Zhang Jizhou didn't move, but looked down at the chubby boy on the ground. "Did he get into a fight?"
Old Zhang opened his mouth, but didn't know how to say it, that he had accidentally hurt Big Fatty.
Enraged, he yelled at Zhang Jizhou, "Why are you asking so many questions? Your brother is seriously injured right now, you're just wasting time trying to save him!"
“It seems you have a bad memory,” Zhang Jizhou raised his head, his gaze fixed on Zhang Laowu’s face. “I just told you this afternoon that my mother only gave birth to me.”
"you……"
Just as Zhang Laowu was about to explode, Zhong Huaizheng, who had already squatted down to check the pulse of the big fat boy, stood up and interrupted Zhang Laowu, saying, "Your son has no vital signs."
After saying that, realizing it was their medical jargon and fearing that Zhang Laowu might not understand, he repeated it in simpler terms, "He's dead."
These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a huge uproar and making the onlookers around explode...
"Dead? Fatty's dead?"
"What happened? He was perfectly fine this afternoon!"
"My God, how come I didn't notice before? There are several bloody holes on the big fat guy's body!"
"Was he murdered? Who killed him?"
"It was Zhang Laowu who carried him back from outside, howling and screaming all the way..."
"No way... could it be? Old Zhang killed Fatty?"
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...
Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, engaging in various discussions.
Huang Hongmei, who had been lying on the ground crying with her head in her hands, froze for a second when she heard that Da Pangdun was gone. She quickly got up from the ground, threw herself on Da Pangdun, and even reached out to check his breath...
Once she realized her precious son had stopped breathing, she immediately threw herself onto the chubby boy and burst into tears. The sound of her crying was truly heartbreaking.
Uncle De and the village chief had just arrived at the scene when they heard the news that Big Fatty was gone. They were both stunned for a moment, and then asked Old Wang Zhang, "What happened?"
"He's not dead! My son is not dead! Third brother, you need to get him to the hospital right now, quick!"
Old Zhang was a bit obsessed, repeating the words loudly and over again, as if the big fat boy would come back to life if he repeated them a few more times.
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