Chapter 037 Puppy's Revenge

Jiang Yiqing's fingers were shaking because of his emotions. At this moment, his hand was suddenly held by a big hand. He turned his head with red eyes and met Wen Xiuyan's eyes.

The latter shook his head slowly: "Don't."

He seemed to see through Jiang Yiqing's thoughts.

Jiang Yiqing looked at Zhao Zixuan, who had lost his smug look and had tears and snot all over his face, and left him in disgust.

Grandma Zhao was already scared to death. At this time, Zhao Zixuan cried and called for grandma. She immediately hugged her grandson with heartache: "Good grandson, don't cry, don't cry, grandma will help you get revenge."

As she said that, she was about to point at Jiang Yiqing and curse him, but she met his cold eyes. The words that she was familiar with to greet the ancestors were instantly forgotten.

"Grandma, beat him, you stinky xx!" Zhao Zixuan was only eight years old, but he had already learned to curse.

"You dare to hit my grandson, you adult, how shameless, how old is he, xxx! I, an old woman, will teach you a lesson today!" Grandma Zhao came to her senses and finally got back to the state of cursing.

As she spoke, she rushed forward and tried to grab Jiang Yiqing's face. Wen Xiuyan stretched out his hand, frowned, and pulled Jiang Yiqing away from the hand that Grandma Zhao stretched out.

Grandma Zhao was caught off guard and fell down. She immediately sat there crying and slapped her thighs and shouted: "It's unfair, come and see, young people are bullying an old woman like me!"

Aunt Zhang was speechless. This damn old woman, it was obviously she who fell down when she failed to hit someone, but she dared to blame others.

But at the same time, she was a little worried that Jiang Yiqing and Wen Xiuyan would be blamed.

Wen Xiuyan had seen all kinds of people, and he was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked at Jiang Yiqing, who had been in a bad mood since the beginning.

The latter exhaled: "Go downstairs and take a look."

Wen Xiuyan nodded.

The two were about to leave, but were stopped by Grandma Zhao who was pretending to cry: "Don't leave, you must pay for my medical expenses and nutrition expenses today, and my grandson, look at how he has been bullied by you two adults!"

Zhao Zixuan was originally crying so hard that he couldn't cry anymore, but when he heard this, he immediately burst into tears skillfully.

Every time his grandmother said this, as long as he cried, his grandmother would buy him snacks when she got money.

But how could an old lady like Grandma Zhao stop two grown men? Seeing that they were about to leave, she shouted anxiously: "Wait, my son is very powerful! Wait until I call my son back, you will be in trouble."

"Okay, I'll wait." Wen Xiuyan was also very angry when he saw that Jiang Yiqing was in a bad mood.

There was nothing to say to an unreasonable old lady like Grandma Zhao, so let her son do it.

Grandma Zhao really thought her son was amazing, so she called him right away.

Wen Xiuyan and Jiang Yiqing went downstairs in silence. Some people were already watching downstairs. The scene was too horrible to watch. Some of those who were timid or couldn't bear it started crying.

Jiang Yiqing looked at a certain part of the body and said, "Collect the body."

After he calmed down, his emotions didn't fluctuate much, which made Wen Xiuyan a little worried. After

he cleaned up the torn body, Jiang Yiqing looked at the shadow hiding in the shadows, the familiar little Bichon Frise.

The little Bichon Frise was still a little confused at this time, until he saw his own body, his eyes became bright, and the originally pure dog eyes were filled with thick black air. He wanted to rush over, but was burned by the sun, so he had to hide in the shadows, and tried to come out several times.

Jiang Yiqing walked over calmly and whispered, "Come over here."

The little Bichon Frise immediately jumped under Jiang Yiqing's feet and hid under his shadow. The black air in the dog's eyes dissipated a little, and he tilted his head to look at Jiang Yiqing strangely.

Jiang Yiqing sighed, what a stupid dog, being bullied like that, but because of a little kindness from humans, his resentment dissipated a little.

However, if revenge is to be taken, then the victim must come in person. I think after revenge, the dog's eyes will be clear again.

However, the soul of Bichon Frise was still a little weak at this time, so Jiang Yiqing temporarily put him in the black gold wood to raise him.

——Grandma

Zhao called her son and daughter-in-law back. Originally, her son really didn't want to take a leave. The company was busy recently, and the leaders would have opinions about him if he took a leave.

But Grandma Zhao would unconsciously exaggerate when she spoke. She cried on the phone and said that she and her grandson were beaten. When her son heard it, how could he not come back?

The daughter-in-law was the same. Although she didn't like her mother-in-law, she couldn't ignore her son. The couple hurried back.

After returning, Zhao's grandmother cried and exaggerated the story: "Zixuan just threw a dog? The dog is ours. They broke into the house and wanted to beat Zixuan. It's really unjust. Look how scared my precious grandson is."

Zhao's father and mother knew how the Bichon Frise was abused by Zhao Zixuan all day long. They also thought it was nothing, because they were just children.

It has to be said that people from the same family are really alike.

When Zhao's father heard that his son and his mother were bullied, he was full of anger and rolled up his sleeves to find trouble. Zhao's mother, who was standing by, looked at her son and mother-in-law who were fine, and naturally knew that her mother-in-law must have exaggerated the story.

But she didn't hold her husband back. She was also distressed to see her son crying like that, and she had to give an explanation today.

The family found Jiang Yiqing and Wen Xiuyan in a domineering manner. As soon as he saw the two of them, Zhao's father clearly felt that they were not like ordinary people, especially Wen Xiuyan, who was more domineering than the big boss of his company. And for some reason, he always felt that the other party seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

But even if he was powerful, so what? If you bully someone, you have to give gifts and apologize to their family, otherwise, is there any law?

As for his son's abuse of the dog, the dog is theirs, and there is no need for these outsiders to care. It's really a dog catching a rat's business!

So, Zhao's father just paused for a moment and then questioned: "You two grown men, you bully a child and an old man like this, do you still have shame? You must give an explanation today!"

"Oh, how did we bully her? When he pounced on us, we dodged and caused her to fall?" Jiang Yiqing laughed and mocked.

"You..." Zhao's father was speechless and began to talk nonsense again.

Jiang Yiqing frowned when he heard it. No wonder they could raise a psychopath like Zhao Zixuan. It seems that there is no good person in this family.

After being mocked for a few times, Zhao's father couldn't help but want to take action and yell for compensation.

Jiang Yiqing almost laughed. This family was really the best. They even had the nerve to ask for compensation. He lowered his eyes and touched the beads on his wrist.

Wen Xiuyan knew that talking more to such people would only affect his mood. He was too lazy to say anything more: "Talk to my assistant about the specific compensation measures."

Father Zhao was stunned for a moment, looking at this man with an extraordinary aura, and said dryly: "You... why are you pretending!"

Assistant, haha, so funny!

Just as he was thinking this, he saw a man in a suit and tie walking over and stopped in front of him. He said politely and in an unyielding tone: "Mr. Zhao, our boss's time is more precious. Please talk to me."

The assistant smiled and said: "If the compensation you mentioned makes sense, we will naturally give it."

Father Zhao looked at the man who was smiling, but had an indescribable feeling of being creepy. He swallowed his saliva and backed off in his heart.

What is reasonable? He knew that he was not right at all. He just asked for money, which was just a rogue. He asked for half a day off, deducted his full attendance and half a day's salary, and was just angry. What's wrong with asking for some money?

However, who knew that the other party would be so grand. This man who claimed to be an assistant looked like a smiling tiger. Father Zhao felt that he would not get any good from him.

Just when he wanted to say forget it, his mother suddenly rushed out. The old lady who had just cried and shouted that she was in pain here and there was very agile at this time. She pointed at the assistant's nose and said, "What's right or wrong? He just bullied me, an old man, and also bullied my grandson. Shouldn't he pay money? He must pay. He can't come down without 100,000 today!"

As soon as she saw the assistant appear, Grandma Zhao had a completely different idea from Father Zhao. What she thought in her heart was: This man even has an assistant. It seems that he is really a rich man. He must be cheated.

The assistant looked at Grandma Zhao's naughty face, which was a little bit cunning because of the excitement. Her eyelids drooped, and her triangular eyes made people feel disgusted.

The assistant frowned and calmly dodged the other party's finger that was about to poke his eyes. His disgust for this family reached its peak.

"Mom! Don't make trouble, go back quickly!" After all, Zhao's father worked in a big company, and he had some sense. He had already realized that these people were not people they could offend. Hearing his mother's lion-like words, he was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Why are you replying?" But at this moment, Grandma Zhao didn't want to listen to anyone's words. She shook off her son's hand and whispered, "Son, these people have people, I have to take this opportunity to cheat more people."

But this whisper was just her self-righteous whisper. Grandma Zhao was old and hard of hearing, so her voice would unconsciously be high, so the assistant beside her could hear it clearly.

He frowned. What kind of person is this!

Father Zhao was almost mad at his mother, and his voice was a little higher: "Can you stop making trouble and go back quickly!"

Grandma Zhao didn't care why her son said that, she just knew that her son actually yelled at her!

She looked at her son in disbelief, and then immediately slapped her thigh and cried: "I am so miserable. I worked so hard to raise my son, but now he doesn't even care about me, his mother. I am miserable, God..."

Zhao's father's face hurt when he heard it. It was shameful, so shameful!

He originally grew up in the countryside with Grandma Zhao. His father died early. Grandma Zhao, a widow, was able to send her son to college by relying on her rude and unreasonable strength.

It can be said that no one in the village dared to provoke her. At that time, as a beneficiary, Zhao's father didn't think there was anything wrong, but now that Grandma Zhao turned her spearhead against him, he felt that it was really shameful.

Many residents of the community had gathered around. Mr. Zhao was extremely lucky that no one in the community worked in the same company as him, otherwise he would not have the face to go to work.

The assistant watched the farce coldly and finally spoke up at the right time: "Mr. Zhao, let's have a good talk about what happened before."

Mr. Zhao was very angry and said aggrievedly: "No, our family does not want compensation."

Just a sentence of "no compensation" to send him away? The assistant laughed. This was not okay. If he didn't do this to make the boss calm down, how could he still have the face to be the boss's assistant? " Just because you don't want to pay

doesn't mean the matter is over." The assistant said, "You are the ones who are at fault, not my boss." Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhao's face turned green and he looked up and down at the assistant, "You don't want me to pay you money, do you? Impossible!" He couldn't afford to offend him, but asking him to pay was out of the question. He just didn't believe it. Their family was full of old and young people, what reason could the other party have to ask them to pay? It was simply a joke! "You're joking, we don't need your three melons and two dates." The assistant laughed and mocked. Father Zhao almost jumped up in anger: "You..." Before he could say anything, the assistant suddenly said: "Before coming here, I checked your background. What a coincidence, I have met the boss of your company a few times." Father Zhao's words were stuck in his throat before he could finish them. Finally, he said dryly: "You...what do you mean?" He suddenly had a bad premonition, but the other party was just an assistant. How could he contact the boss of their company? Are you kidding? "My boss and his friends were offended by you, and they have to get back at you." The assistant was very satisfied with Father Zhao's reaction. Well, I will explain it when I go back later. After the assistant finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Father Zhao in the same place with his heart in turmoil. He kept comforting himself, no, no. He has average ability, and he was lucky to get into this company. If he were to find a job again, how could he find such a good one? So Mr. Zhao was really scared. However, no matter how scared he was, he couldn't change anything. A series of rapid cell phone rings rang. Mr. Zhao saw that it was the number of the company leader. His fingers trembled, and he answered the phone with a last bit of luck. As soon as the call was connected, the leader scolded him angrily: "... You offended someone yourself, and I was scolded by the boss! You, don't need to come to the company in the future. The boss said that since you are so busy that you can't even educate your own son, then go home and teach your son!" "Don't..." Mr. Zhao wanted to plead anxiously, but the other party didn't give him a chance at all and hung up the phone directly. Father Zhao listened to the busy tone on his phone, his legs went weak, his head was confused, and he didn't understand how things had turned out like this. He looked at Grandma Zhao who was still crying on the ground with a dull look, and his eyes immediately filled with anger. He yelled, "Shut up! Cry, cry, cry, all you do is cry all day! You've done everything to me, and you still have the nerve to cry!"

Grandma Zhao was crying so hard that she was suddenly yelled at by her son. She was stunned and looked at her son with veins on his forehead.

Now, Grandma Zhao cried even harder. She was really sad. She was so devoted to her son, but her son said that to her.

Grandma Zhao, who had only howled without tears, really started to cry.

However, Father Zhao did not feel any guilt or heartache. He could not suppress his irritability and malice and shouted, "Cry, cry until you are satisfied. Don't go home!"

Grandma Zhao was really stunned. She probably never thought that her son could be so cruel.

Zhao's father said he didn't care, and he really didn't care. He turned around and left. When he got home, Zhao Zixuan was sitting on the ground playing with a toy car as if nothing had happened.

While playing, he became unhappy again and threw the toy car to the ground. The toy car was broken into pieces by him. The eight-year-old child shouted: "It's not fun! I want to play with a puppy!"

Zhao's mother said helplessly: "Stop making trouble, mom will get you one later."

"I want it now, I want it now!" Zhao Zixuan sat on the ground and acted like a rogue.

Before Zhao's mother could say anything, Zhao's father came back with a black aura. When he saw Zhao Zixuan still making trouble, he was completely furious. He couldn't afford to offend those people. He couldn't beat his mother, but he could always beat his son.

He remembered that the boss told him to go home and educate his son well! The more Father Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that Zhao Zixuan was the culprit.

He walked up to her, picked her up, and before she could resist, he took off his slippers and threw them at her, cursing, "You little bastard, I told you to make trouble, I told you to make trouble! I'll beat you to death!"

Father Zhao was very ruthless this time, not holding back at all. Zhao Zixuan had never suffered such an injustice before, and she cried out in pain.

Seeing this, Zhao's mother shouted, "You are crazy. This is your son, and you still call him a little beast. Stop beating him, stop beating him, do you hear me?"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to beat this little beast to death today!" Zhao's father beat him even harder: "If it weren't for this little beast, would I have lost my job? I'll let you get into trouble, I'll let you get into trouble!"

When Zhao's mother heard that she would lose her job, she was stunned and didn't even care about stopping Zhao's father from beating the child.

She only stopped when Zhao's father broke his shoe.

"He's your son, do you really want to beat him to death?" Seeing that Zhao's father was going to find something to beat him again, Zhao's mother started to say: "I've said it before, your mother can't teach her son, how many times have I said it, but she just won't listen, look at what she has taught her child."

Zhao's father wiped his face and said directly: "Pack up her things and let her go back home."

Zhao's mother was instantly delighted when she heard this. She didn't expect that she actually didn't like this mother-in-law very much. In her eyes, except for her son and grandson, everyone else was an outsider, including her daughter-in-law.

Anyway, she had suffered a lot from her mother-in-law, but she had asked her husband to send her mother-in-law back to the countryside several times, but she refused to agree. What could she do?

Now that she finally agreed, how could she not be happy? She immediately said, "I'll go pack my things now!"

On the other hand, Grandma Zhao, who had been sitting downstairs for a long time, finally realized that her son would not come to find her and let her go home, so she could only sit up awkwardly and limped back home.

However, what she didn't expect was that she was greeted by packed luggage, and her annoying daughter-in-law said, "Mom, I'm sending you back to your hometown now. The tickets are already bought. Hurry up and go."

Grandma Zhao was unbelievable at first, and then she started to curse at her daughter-in-law, "You stinky xx, how could my son chase me away? He is my own son, get out of the way, I want to go back!"

Mother Zhao was too lazy to say more to her: "Then let your son speak for himself."

Grandma Zhao looked at Father Zhao cautiously, trembling. Before he could speak, Father Zhao said coldly: "Go back to your hometown. Because of you, I even lost my job. And Zixuan, a good child, what have you educated him to be like?!"

When Grandma Zhao heard that her son had lost his job, she was immediately furious and rolled up her sleeves: "If he dares to fire you, I will go to him to ask for justice!"

"Mom! That's enough. Do you still think this is your little village? You just need to act like a rogue." Father Zhao looked impatient.

Grandma Zhao was taken to the station by her son in a daze. She didn't understand what she did wrong. She educated Zixuan in the same way before, and her son never said anything wrong. Now that something happened, it became her fault.

Arriving at the station, Grandma Zhao looked at Father Zhao and cried: "Mom, can't you really not go?"

Father Zhao looked indifferent and said nothing.

Grandma Zhao wiped her tears. It was over. She had offended the whole village by relying on the fact that she was going to the city to retire. Wouldn't those people eat her up after she returned?

However, Father Zhao was determined to send her back. He handed her the ID card with a cold face and was about to leave.

"You won't send me?" Grandma Zhao said hurriedly.

"It's not like you don't know the way." After saying that, Father Zhao turned around and left, leaving Grandma Zhao alone to go through security with her bags.

——

Jiang Yiqing covered the last shovel of soil with a shovel. The little Bichon Frise was buried here by him. Not far away was the old man's grave.

But this time he didn't come alone, Wen Xiuyan followed him all the time.

Jiang Yiqing saw that the other party was following him closely, and felt helpless: "I feel much better

now, you don't have to be like this." Wen Xiuyan looked at Jiang Yiqing's face and didn't quite believe it, but since the other party said so, he nodded: "I'm fine anyway, by the way, the Zhao family..."

Wen Xiuyan told Jiang Yiqing the news he got from his assistant. After listening, Jiang Yiqing curled his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Just a beating? It's still light."

After all, even if Zhao's father was cruel, he was still his son, and he thought it wouldn't be that serious.

Wen Xiuyan saw that Jiang Yiqing was still not satisfied: "Then..."

Jiang Yiqing touched the bracelet on his wrist and said with a smile: "Let it do the rest by itself."

Wen Xiuyan noticed Jiang Yiqing's action and did not ask who "it" referred to: "Okay."

As night fell, a white puppy jumped to avoid the street lights. The magical thing was that the passers-by on the side of the road seemed not to see it and just walked straight past.

Some passers-by walked directly through the puppy's body. The puppy raised its head, looked at a house not far away, and tilted its head.

Jiang Yiqing saw that its soul was condensed, and it seemed that the black gold wood was indeed a good thing. He raised his eyebrows: "Really don't need me to follow?"

The puppy barked twice, then ran over to rub Jiang Yiqing's legs. It liked Jiang Yiqing very much. Even if it was hurt by humans, the puppy would easily like humans who were kind to it. It was silly.

Jiang Yiqing curled his lips. Isn't this much cuter than the pig spirit?

The pig spirit suddenly sneezed: ? Who is scolding me?

After the puppy rubbed Jiang Yiqing, it finally seemed to have the courage and ran to the Zhao family.

Jiang Yiqing stopped for a moment and followed the other party. There was no way. What if this stupid dog was bullied again? It was more reassuring for him to follow.

The puppy came to the door of Zhao's house, passed through the other side's door easily, and went straight to Zhao Zixuan's room. Zhao Zixuan, who was beaten, had already cried and fell asleep. However, while he was sleeping, he suddenly heard a scream from his room.

In the dark night, the lights in Zhao's house were bright.