Chapter 038 Send you hot search

Zhao's father was fired. He was anxious while sending out resumes, because he found that with his ability, he really couldn't find a better job than the previous one.

No, it's not that he couldn't find a better job, but that he couldn't find even a similar one.

While he was swiping through the recruitment software and sending out resumes, he felt that he had hit Zhao Zixuan too lightly!

He thought for a while with gritted teeth, and seeing that there would be no reply from HR at this time, Zhao's father closed his eyes with a heavy heart.

He finally felt a little sleepy, and in a daze, Zhao Zixuan's screams suddenly rang out at home.

Father Zhao sat up angrily: "Crying again, did this little beast do it on purpose!"

He felt that Zhao Zixuan did it on purpose. Although he beat him hard, he didn't scream so badly in the middle of the night. This scream was worse than when he beat him.

Maybe he was taking revenge on him on purpose and didn't want him to have a good sleep!

What are you talking about? ! Mother Zhao also woke up and quickly sat up and put on her clothes: "It seems a little wrong. I obviously coaxed Zixuan to sleep. Did something happen? Let's go and check."

"Oh, what could happen? He must be pretending." Father Zhao was too lazy to care now. Mother Zhao

frowned calmly. After all, he was their biological son. He lost his job, so what else could he do? Did he have to beat his son to death to vent his anger?

Fortunately, under the urging of Zhao's mother, Zhao's father also got out of bed and came to Zhao Zixuan's room one after the other.

As soon as they entered the room and turned on the light, they saw Zhao Zixuan lying on the bed, holding his legs and crying with a pale face. When he saw his parents, he immediately cried as if he saw a savior: "Dad and Mom, it hurts, oooooo, it hurts so much..."

Zhao's father frowned. He didn't beat him so badly, did he? However, Zhao Zixuan didn't look like he was pretending.

Zhao's mother rushed over to hug her son and said distressedly, "Where does it hurt? Zixuan, tell me where it hurts, let me see."

Zhao's mother said, and quickly took off Zhao Zixuan's pants. She wanted to check if it was the injury on his buttocks caused by Zhao's father beating him, but she saw a shocking scene.

Zhao Zixuan's legs were full of bite wounds, some of which were bleeding, and some of which were almost torn off.

Zhao's mother's face was pale, and she screamed out of fear.

"Why are you so surprised?" Zhao's father didn't see it because of the angle. He frowned and looked. When he saw the wounds on Zhao Zixuan's body, he was stunned and stammered, "This... This is not my beating, what happened?"

Zhao's mother was shocked and said quickly, "Look quickly, is there anything in the room?"

The first thing she thought of was whether there was an animal in the room.

Zhao's father nodded quickly, and found a stick from somewhere to hold in his hand to give himself courage, and then carefully searched every corner of the room, but there was nothing... Not

only did the two of them not relax, but they became more nervous and scared.

At this moment, Zhao's father suddenly felt a pain in his leg. He lowered his head and saw a tooth mark on his exposed ankle, bleeding.

Father Zhao couldn't believe it. His legs went limp and he sat down on the ground in fear.

Outside the door, Jiang Yiqing was boredly flipping through his phone. Hearing the screams coming from the Zhao family's house, he curled his lips. It seemed that he had underestimated the stupid little dog.

After a moment, Mother Zhao ran out with Zhao Zixuan in her arms, followed by Father Zhao who was limping. The whole family ran out like crazy.

Jiang Yiqing saw the injuries on their bodies and shook his head. They cried like this with just such a small injury. The little dog was tortured to the point that there was not a single piece of good meat on its body. The

Zhao family was in a hurry to run away and didn't notice Jiang Yiqing at all. They ran to the hospital in a hurry. The whole family cried and said that there was something dirty in the house and they were bitten by the dirty thing.

The doctor suspected that they were either making trouble or having a mental illness, and frowned and said, "What nonsense, you were bitten by a dog. Judging from the wound, it was most likely a small dog. Get vaccinated."

"Dog... dog bite?" Zhao's father stuttered to confirm, but he clearly remembered that there was a wound on his ankle for no apparent reason, and there was no dog in the room.

No! They originally had a dog, and Zhao's father thought of the Bichon Frise that was abused and tortured by his son, which was a small dog.

And that Bichon Frise was thrown directly from the thirteenth floor by his son...

The more he thought about it, the paler Zhao's face became, and his body was about to fall. He had an incredible guess.

This guess made him shudder.

Jiang Yiqing didn't know what was going on at the Zhao family. He waited at the door of the Zhao family. Not long after the Zhao family left, a little Bichon Frise came out.

The little Bichon Frise was originally pale, but now there was blood on the corners of its mouth. Its dog-like eyes looked at Jiang Yiqing eagerly.

Jiang Yiqing frowned: "Why did you get yourself so dirty?"

The resentment of the little Bichon Frise had completely dissipated, and Jiang Yiqing was quite satisfied with this. But why was it stained with the blood of the Zhao family? It was very dirty.

Well, dogs can only bite with their mouths.

Seeing that the little Bichon Frise was a little at a loss, Jiang Yiqing squatted in front of it, helped it wipe the blood from the corners of its mouth, and then said with satisfaction: "Well, it's much better this way."

The tail behind the little Bichon Frise wagged happily.

Jiang Yiqing curled his lips: "Want to go home with me?"

The little Bichon's tail wagged even more vigorously, and rubbed Jiang Yiqing's calf happily.

It was not entirely rubbing, because it suddenly couldn't touch each other, and its claws would go straight through Jiang Yiqing's legs.

The little Bichon was a little confused, not knowing why, but Jiang Yiqing knew that because the resentment had dissipated, the little Bichon was a little weaker.

But it doesn't matter, Jiang Yiqing has a lot of ways.

The man and the dog returned home, and the pig spirit couldn't help it any longer. It came out of the bracelet and glared at the dog that suddenly appeared at home.

The pig spirit had a strong sense of crisis, especially after seeing the little Bichon. Even though it was a pig, it knew very well that this was definitely a dog that was very in line with human aesthetics.

Small and cute.

Originally, the pig spirit was somewhat cute because of its transformation into a piglet, but when it stood in front of the little Bichon Frise, it was immediately clear who was better.

The pig spirit felt that its position was precarious, although it itself had no status.

"Did you ask my opinion before bringing it back?" The pig spirit asked without any self-awareness.

Jiang Yiqing was speechless: "If I remember correctly, this is my home."

The pig spirit: "..."

It was so angry that it was almost dead. After all, the pig king was wrong. It will run away from home tomorrow!

The pig spirit returned to its den angrily. Seeing that Jiang Yiqing ignored it and took care of the little Bichon Frise instead, it instantly became angrier.

He even heard Jiang Yiqing naming the little Bichon Frise "Nanqiu".

It sounds very cute, but it has not had a proper name for such a long time.

For some reason, the pig spirit felt sour in his heart and didn't want to speak because of anger.

Jiang Yiqing looked at the pig spirit who deliberately pointed his butt at him and was obviously in a bad mood, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

The pig spirit became even more sad and angry. Look! How happy is he laughing? !

Just when the pig spirit was thinking about whether to run away from home, Jiang Yiqing came over and stood in front of it: "Come to think of it, I don't think I've given you a name yet."

The pig spirit was stunned for a moment, raised its head and looked at Jiang Yiqing, and made sure that the other party's expression did not contain any ridicule or jokes, so it pretended to be indifferent and hummed twice.

Little did it know that its pair of black bean eyes stared at Jiang Yiqing non-stop, and it could not hide its thoughts at all.

Jiang Yiqing was not good at naming, and "Milk Ball" was something he came up with after a long time. He racked his brains for a long time, and during this period, the pig spirit frequently looked up at him, which made him feel a little psychologically stressed.

If it weren't for the pig spirit's pair of black bean eyes full of expectations, Jiang Yiqing would probably have let it name itself.

Finally, Jiang Yiqing touched his nose with a guilty conscience and coughed lightly: "How about, let's call him Pangpang."

Pig spirit: "?"

It looked at Jiang Yiqing in disbelief. Why can the little dog be called "Naiqiu", such a cute name, but it can only be called "Pangpang" when it comes to it?

Is it because it is fat? It's not fair, not fair.

The pig spirit said that it didn't like this name and asked Jiang Yiqing to change it.

However, Jiang Yiqing, who didn't know how to name, just put it aside: "I really can't think of it. If you think it's not good, you can think of one yourself, otherwise just call him Bajie."

There are many people who raise dogs, so naturally there are many names for puppies. Even if he doesn't know how to name, he can think of so many names. Pigs are different. Jiang Yiqing's first reaction is to call the pig "Bajie".

However, the pig spirit refused: "No way!"

The pig spirit insisted on not being called "Bajie", and finally called himself "Pangpang".

Naiqiu settled down in Jiang Yiqing's house, but now Naiqiu can't touch anything. It is different from ordinary ghosts. It is too weak.

Every time it wants to rub Jiang Yiqing's legs, it always rubs against nothing. The puppy looks so lost, which is really pitiful. Jiang Yiqing decided to go back and find a body for Naiqiu first.

Naiqiu may feel that the pig spirit, no, now it is called Pangpang, it may feel that Pangpang doesn't like it very much, so when Jiang Yiqing falls asleep, it will lie beside Pangpang to play with it.

At first, Pangpang didn't want to pay attention to it, but the little dog was so persistent. Pangpang looked at the cute and innocent puppy and had an idea: "If you want me to play with you, you have to recognize me as the boss!"

Here, everyone was having fun, but the atmosphere at the Zhao family was completely different.

Zhao's father, who had guessed the truth, was in a panic. Looking at Zhao Zixuan, who had fallen asleep after receiving an injection on the bed in the hospital, Zhao's father wanted to pull him out and beat him up!

He recalled how Zhao Zixuan had treated the dog before, - throwing the dog around, kicking and stepping on it, which were considered light punishments, and he even used hot water to scald the dog. Fortunately, Zhao's grandmother was afraid that her good grandson would also be scalded, so the hot water she gave was only half-scalded, otherwise the dog would have been scalded to death before being thrown from the building.

In short, Zhao Zixuan's methods of torturing the dog were endless.

Before, when Zhao's father came home from work, he would pretend not to see it even if he saw it, mainly because he thought it was nothing, and his son did not kill or set fire to anyone.

But now Zhao's father couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the past, he didn't know how the dog would retaliate in the future.

Now he vaguely realized that he should teach Zhao Zixuan a lesson. Whether he really thought it was wrong or was afraid that he would cause trouble again, it was unknown.

In short, Zhao Zixuan's future life would not be so easy.

Now, Zhao's father had to think about what to do next. It was impossible for him to go home now, and he didn't dare to go home.

Father Zhao gritted his teeth and said to Mother Zhao, "Let's sell the house."

Mother Zhao immediately became anxious upon hearing this, and said in confusion, "Are you crazy? We have just paid off the loan for that house with great difficulty, and our family also took out hundreds of thousands of dollars. If you say you want to sell it, I won't be able to explain to my parents!"

Father Zhao swallowed and looked around carefully. He was a little worried that the dog had followed him, so he swallowed and whispered, "Our house is not clean..."

After hearing what Father Zhao said, Mother Zhao thought of the inexplicable wounds on his body at that time, and her face turned pale with fright. She stammered, "Then... what should we do now?"

What can we do? Sell the house.

Zhao's mother calmed down quickly and said, "Don't let anyone know about this. Otherwise, if it gets out, we don't know if our house can be sold. Even if we sell it, we will have to pay a large sum of money."

Zhao's father nodded. He knew it.

The couple was now suspicious and did not dare to go home. They could only live in Zhao's mother's relative's house for a while.

Zhao's father was unemployed and was busy selling the house all day. He was in a hurry to sell it, and he had to pay in full. Not many people could get it.

In the end, someone was willing to buy it in full, but when the man saw that he was in a hurry, he lowered the price a little.

Although Zhao's father was not very happy in his heart, he had to agree.

However, after finally signing the contract and transferring the ownership, the buyer got wind of the news that Zhao Zixuan had thrown his dog down from the building, and said that his house was haunted, and was unwilling to buy it.

Zhao's father was immediately anxious: "It's just a dead dog, not a dead person, how can it be considered a haunted house?!"

He knew that this was just a way for the other party to lower the price, and sure enough, the other party opened his mouth and reduced the price by a lot.

Zhao's father was in great pain, but it was not a solution to drag it on like this. His family was now living in Zhao's mother's relatives' house. There was no problem at first, but Zhao Zixuan was stubborn and had conflicts with his relatives' children all day long. Now his relatives didn't like him.

If this continued, his family would be kicked out.

Moreover, Mr. Zhao himself was also guilty. He knew what was in his house and was afraid that the other party would find out. By then, it would not be a matter of money, but whether it could be sold or not.

After weighing the pros and cons, Mr. Zhao finally signed the contract with a painful heart. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he received a call from a relative.

The relative was very angry on the phone, saying that Zhao Zixuan beat and scolded his daughter and asked them to leave quickly.

But Mr. Zhao had just sold the house and had no time to buy a new one. Where would they live after leaving the relative's house?

But the relative felt sorry for his daughter and said that he was unwilling to let Zhao Zixuan live there. Mr. Zhao had no choice but to find a rental house temporarily. The conditions were naturally not good, and he was also cheated by the agent.

Moreover, Zhao's father went to the real estate sales office and looked around. He found that with their current money, it was obviously not possible to buy the same house as before. Either the house was a little smaller or the location was a little worse. In short, he was very angry after looking around.

When he returned home, Zhao Zixuan was making a fuss again, and then he was beaten by Zhao's father again. Since the inexplicable injuries on his body that night, not only Zhao's father and mother became suspicious, but also Zhao Zixuan. Now he is so scared that he dare not sleep alone and can only sleep with his parents.

Even so, Zhao Zixuan still has nightmares every night and is awakened. He is really scared. Now, let alone encountering a real dog, just seeing a dog in places like TV and mobile phones can scare Zhao Zixuan into crying and making a fuss.

As time went by, both Zhao's father and mother became somewhat mentally weak.

But Zhao Zixuan's nature was hard to change, and he still liked to bully the weak. No children were willing to play with him, so he could only make trouble for his parents.

As a result, the little bit of love that Zhao's father and mother had for their son at the beginning was completely worn out. Moreover, Zhao's father was in a bad mood recently, and Zhao Zixuan's behavior was no different from walking into a gun barrel every day.

At first, Zhao's mother would stop because she felt sorry for him, but now she didn't want to stop anymore when she saw Zhao Zixuan being beaten. She felt that this child was really spoiled. Recently, she had to go to work and take time to take care of Zhao Zixuan. Zhao Zixuan was eight years old after all, so it was okay for him to be a little ignorant. But today, because she scolded him, he pointed at her nose and told her to die, and even said he would throw her off the building.

Zhao Zixuan never dared to say this to Zhao's father. At such a young age, he had already engraved the strong bullying into his bones.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao's mother broke out in cold sweat at that moment, because she could clearly see that Zhao Zixuan was not joking, he was serious.

Zhao Zixuan's mother, the only one in the Zhao family who dotes on him, has already lost interest in him.

As a result, Zhao Zixuan's mother received a call from the school and asked her to go to the hospital.

Zhao Zixuan's parents were almost torn apart by what had happened recently. They rushed to the hospital and found out what was going on.

Zhao Zixuan bullied other students at school again. This had happened many times before, and Zhao's father and mother had been called to school many times because of this.

But this time he was unlucky. When the kid saw Zhao Zixuan rushing over to push him, he dodged immediately. Instead, Zhao Zixuan himself failed to brake and his head hit the glass directly. The glass shattered immediately and Zhao Zixuan fainted with blood all over his head.

The surveillance showed that the kid just dodged for a moment and did nothing. Even if Zhao Zixuan's parents wanted to blame the other party, they had no reason.

There was no other way, they could only pay for the treatment themselves, and their savings, which were not much to begin with, became even more stretched. But this was not the most devastating thing for them.

What made them collapse was that when Zhao Zixuan woke up, his eyes were no longer the same as before. He looked dull, and he didn't cry or make a fuss...

Zhao's parents looked at their son blankly and collapsed. At this time, they didn't know that they finally regretted completely, regretting that they didn't teach their son well.

The scary thing was that they ended up like this, but they didn't know who to blame. Looking back, they found that they could only blame themselves...

——

Jiang Yiqing didn't know how the Zhao family was in such a mess. He went to the supermarket to buy a plush puppy for Nai Qiu to make a body.

Not to mention, Nai Qiu liked it very much. Now the plush puppy followed Jiang Yiqing closely.

Jiang Yiqing touched Nai Qiu and said, "I'm going to broadcast live now. Remember not to appear on camera, okay?"

Nai Qiu nodded obediently, found a place to lie still, and played the role of a motionless doll seriously.

Jiang Yiqing couldn't help laughing.

Pang Pang listened to Jiang Yiqing's words with his ears erect, thinking that his status was much higher. Didn't he see that he could not only appear on camera, but also had a stool to sit on? The little licking dog couldn't do that, and could only hide behind the camera.

Sure enough, it is the boss of this family!

Jiang Yiqing glanced at the pig spirit who suddenly became proud for no reason: "?"

He shook his head and turned on the live broadcast.

"Oh, I finally see you~"

"Good evening, Qingqing!"

"Come and watch my electronic mustard tuber again!"

As usual, someone connected right away. Jiang Yiqing clicked "Agree". The screen was split in two, and a twenty-year-old boy appeared on the other side.

The boy had obviously dressed up carefully, whether it was his clothes or his hair, everything revealed his carefulness. He even turned on the lights to make his skin look particularly good.

However, Jiang Yiqing, a straight man, didn't notice these details at all.

The barrage of comments was quite enthusiastic:

"Ahhh! He's a handsome guy! Handsome guy, do you mind having multiple girlfriends? (winking)"

"He's really handsome, but he looks a little familiar."

"Handsome guys are all similar, I still think Qingqing is more handsome, but it's not bad to look at other handsome guys occasionally, hahaha."

"Qingqing, look at them, they are so fickle, unlike me, I will only be loyal to you~"

"Uh... To be honest, as a man, I think Lianlan is very pretentious."

The smile of the man Lianlan seemed to be precisely measured. He smiled with a perfect smile and said, "Hello everyone, thank you for your likes, my name is Fan Tianze."

Barrage:

"Ahhh! Xiaoze, I just rushed over when I heard you were here. Luckily I didn't miss it!"

"Xiaoze is so handsome! No blind spot from any angle!"

"No, what's wrong with the barrage?"

Jiang Yiqing raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Fan Tianze: "It seems that you are not here for fortune-telling."

Fan Tianze did not answer Jiang Yiqing's words, but smiled and said: "Master Jiang, I have heard of you a long time ago. I am very honored to meet you today."

Jiang Yiqing couldn't help laughing. If it were an ordinary person, he might give him some face to avoid embarrassment, but Jiang Yiqing wouldn't do that. He asked, "Really? When did you hear about me?"

Fan Tianze smiled, "It's been a long time. Master Jiang, don't you believe it?"

Jiang Yiqing shrugged and said helplessly, "It's not that I don't believe it. I just started live streaming half a month ago. How did you hear about me so long ago? I shouldn't be that famous, right?"

Fan Tianze's smile almost froze. How did he know this? He couldn't help but scold Jiang Yiqing in his heart. Why did he expose him?

Fan Tianze smiled and said, "Really? I was too nervous and forgot about it for a moment."

Jiang Yiqing looked at him, smiling, "Really?"

Fan Tianze swallowed and subconsciously changed the subject, but he just didn't want to let Jiang Yiqing die, and was obviously deliberately talking nonsense.

Jiang Yiqing frowned, what does this guy want to do?

Barrage:

"Why is the anchor so sullen? Don't you think you're awesome just because you're a little famous?"

"Our Xiaoze has such a nice attitude, but he's still so aggressive. I'm speechless."

"Oh my god, what kind of people are these who suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room? Hahaha, don't blame me for not reminding you, before you curse Master Jiang, check it out online, don't regret it later."

"What a joke, what the hell is Fan Tianze doing?"

"I didn't say anything, the anchor's attitude was not very good to begin with..."

"Hahaha, I thought it was just now, why did he suddenly become so angry?"

"I guess he came back from the Internet, haha."

Jiang Yiqing watched Fan Tianze talking about this and that, and his patience was completely exhausted: "Since you said you know me, you should know that those who come to my place to connect are all for fortune-telling. If you don't need it, I will disconnect."

After hearing this, Fan Tianze finally stopped changing the subject: "Master Jiang, I am really your fan and just want to talk to you. Is that not okay?"

Tsk, why are you so teasing? Jiang Yiqing almost couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Barrage:

"Xiaoze is so pitiful, he really worships the anchor. I don't understand why the anchor keeps chasing him away!"

"You guys are really enough, we are a fortune teller here! I just want to see fortune telling, ok!"

"Qingqing, look at me, I figured out what's going on. This Fan Tianze is a little star who is about to debut, and he came here to get some popularity!"

"Haha, it seems that our Qingqing is really popular, and there are people who are trying to get some popularity."

"Those who are trying to get some popularity, get out, okay? Master Jiang has reminded you several times!"

When Fan Tianze saw this, his face turned a little bad, and he couldn't help but retorted: "Master Jiang hasn't said anything yet, you are meddling in other people's business, aren't you?"

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yiqing's face turned cold. He scolded his fans in his live broadcast room. Doesn't he have any face?

"What they mean is what I mean." Jiang Yiqing said with a smile: "If you leave now, I will pretend that nothing happened."

Fan Tianze always felt that Jiang Yiqing's smile was a little scary, even scarier than his cold face just now. He swallowed subconsciously. He was afraid, but when he thought about how difficult it would be to get a debut position with his current fame, he could only gamble, betting that this time he could increase his popularity and debut smoothly.

If he lost the bet, the worst that could happen was that he would not debut. It seemed that there was no loss.

Fan Tianze's face was stiff and he said, "Master Jiang, I also paid the fortune teller, didn't I?"

"That means I'm not leaving." Jiang Yiqing leaned back slightly and leaned back in his chair, "That's easy, you also said that you have paid the fortune teller, so I'll tell you a fortune."

"Don't you want the popularity? How about I send you to the hot search with my fortune telling?" Jiang Yiqing said slowly.

Fan Tianze looked at Jiang Yiqing's expression, thought of something, and instantly felt guilty, and hurriedly said, "I was just kidding, I won't tell you a fortune."

"No, you don't tell it, but what I say counts. You have paid the fortune teller, and the cause and effect have been established, which means you have tacitly agreed that I will tell you a fortune. In this case, there is naturally no room for regret." Jiang Yiqing is not a person with a good temper. When he gets angry, he naturally has to vent his anger.