Chapter 54: Dad, please stop hitting my brother!

Now that the political commissar has spoken, Jiang Fengqin has to nod even if she disagrees.

The key point is that Zhou Tingyue’s new wife is very powerful. She would rather fight than make a fuss, which makes her really afraid of her!

I haven't spit out all the dirt in my mouth yet, and I still feel a little nauseous and panicky!

Zhou Tingyue returned to the house and was relieved to see that Song Shiwei and the four children were all fine.

"What's going on?"

Song Shiwei saw him coming back and waved for him to sit down.

But his eyes were still on Zhou Cheng.

"If you have something to say but it's inconvenient to tell me, you can tell your dad! Now that they've come to our house, if you don't explain clearly, your dad and I won't know what happened!"

Zhou Cheng raised his head and glanced at Zhou Tingyue who was looking sullen across from him, pursed his lips, and still said nothing.

Seeing that he still said nothing, Zhou Tingyue became a little anxious.

"Zhou Cheng, if you still think of me as your father, tell me where you put the things you picked up. Let's return them to them!"

Zhou Cheng still said nothing, but Zhou Lin next to him was extremely anxious.

He opened his mouth, but swallowed the words back.

My brother told me that this cannot be told!

At this time, Political Commissar Liu came in.

Looking at Zhou Tingyue and Song Shiwei who were sitting, and Zhou Cheng who was standing opposite with his head down, he curled his lips, walked forward, patted Zhou Cheng on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "This matter must be made clear. If you are accused of being a thief, do you know that it will ruin your life?"

As he said this, he waved to Zhou Tingyue and Song Shiwei.

"Come on, let's go out and talk!"

Zhou Tingyue felt a little disappointed with Zhou Cheng, so he grabbed Zhou Cheng's collar and walked out.

Song Shiwei followed closely behind.

Zhou Lin was still worried, so he took his younger brothers and sisters out as well.

At this time, there were a lot of people gathered outside, and all the neighbors who heard the noise came out.

Jiang Fengqin saw Zhou Cheng and Song Shiwei coming out, and couldn't help but yelled angrily: "I don't care, you have to return my wheels today no matter what! Since the political commissar is here, you can be a witness. Is it this little thief who stole our wheels?"

Political Commissar Liu waved his hands and said, "Don't call him a thief all the time. Didn't the child say that he didn't steal? He took it because he thought your family didn't want it. Now that the child is out, let him explain himself and return it. It's just a small matter, there's no need to make a big deal about it. We all live in the same family compound and are military families. We should also pay attention to our conduct."

Jiang Fengqin chuckled after hearing this.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to the political commissar. A big leader is a big leader, and his words are always nice! As long as he returns the wheels to me, this matter will be over!"

Since she said so, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Tingyue also looked at him: "Hurry up and tell me, where are the wheels?"

Zhou Cheng bit his lower lip and said nothing.

Zhou Tingyue was a little angry.

"What happened to your child? Did you really steal it?"

Song Shiwei hurriedly pulled his sleeve.

Zhou Cheng suddenly raised his head and shouted with red eyes: "I didn't steal, I'm not a thief!"

"Then why don't you take out the wheel? Tell me, where did you put it?"

Zhou Cheng lowered his head and whispered, "I sold it!"

After hearing what he said, Jiang Fengqin couldn't hold back any longer.

"Great! You actually sold our wheel! My poor wheel!!"

Having said that, she sat down on the ground and started crying again.

Political Commissar Liu also looked unhappy.

"Zhou Cheng, how much did you sell the wheel for? You can just return the money to the owner!"

But Jiang Fengqin refused to give in: "Commander, this won't do. What if he says that if he sells it for one cent, he can give me one cent? I just want my wheels! I don't want anything else! Today, you have to make the decision for me!"

Zhou Tingyue asked sharply: "Tell me, where did you sell it? How much did you sell it for?"

But Zhou Cheng was like a gourd with a sawed mouth, not saying a word.

The people around began to talk.

Zhou Tingyue was anxious in his eyes and angry in his heart.

He picked up a water-carrying basket from the side and hit Zhou Cheng with it.

Song Shiwei was so scared that she hurried to stop it, but she was not as quick as Zhou Tingyue.

A flat stick hit Zhou Cheng hard on the back.

"Snap!" With a sound, Zhou Cheng staggered.

Everyone watching the excitement couldn't help but gasp. Even Jiang Fengqin was startled and swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

Political Commissar Liu stepped forward to stop him: "Tingyue, what are you doing? You're going to hurt the child again!"

But Zhou Tingyue was really annoyed. Doesn't this kid know that words can be scary? If he really lets these people spread the truth, he might be branded as a thief for the rest of his life!

Song Shiwei naturally knew what he was thinking, but she felt that the child must have some difficulties.

My eyes were red with heartache.

He rushed over and wanted to help Zhou Cheng.

But Zhou Tingyue grabbed her arm, his eyes still fixed on the young man hunched over in front of him.

"Zhou Cheng, if you don't tell me today, I will beat you with a stick! I will keep beating you until you tell me!"

Zhou Cheng pursed his lips, his eyes were bloodshot, but he still said nothing.

Zhou Tingyue's eyes darkened, and he suddenly picked up the stick and hit him hard on the calf with a "bang".

Zhou Cheng fell to his knees in pain.

Sun Meimei and Jian Qiu also wiped their tears.

"Okay, Tingyue, stop hitting me!"

"Yeah, it's just a wheel, and you hit the child again!"

Everyone followed suit and advised, even Jiang Fengqin, who had been shouting loudly at the beginning, couldn't help but shrink her neck.

He whispered, "If it really doesn't work, just give me the money back. I don't want much, ten or twenty dollars will do!"

When Political Commissar Liu heard this, he glared at her fiercely.

She really is enjoying the fun. Is her broken wheel worth ten or twenty dollars?

How dare you say that! Aren’t you adding more wood because the fire isn’t burning bright enough?

Song Shiwei looked at Zhou Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely from the pain, and tears of heartache came out.

"Tingyue, please stop beating him. I believe Zhou Cheng must have some difficulties. Can you please listen to what the child has to say? You will hurt him if you beat him again!"

But Zhou Tingyue knew the child's temper, he was very stubborn, and he would definitely not say anything if he was talked to nicely!

The stick was raised high. If this stick hit him again, Zhou Cheng would definitely be unable to get out of bed for ten days or half a month.

Just as the stick was about to fall with great force, a loud shout was heard: "Wait!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw Zhou Lin, whose face was already covered with tears. He knelt down in front of Zhou Tingyue with a thud.

"Dad, please don't hit my brother anymore. I know how much money was made from the sale and where the money is! Please, please don't hit him anymore!"