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Chapter 292 Knock you into a radish

What did Zhang Chengfeng say?

Kill, actually he didn't say anything. He just watched his father secretly wrinkle and swallow it. When he swallowed something, he felt very sympathetic, and then said casually: "Dad, when you are well, I'll cook what you like for you~"

The problem is that this sentence that was originally very normal was missed by the old man who had been tormented by food that was completely dissatisfied with the taste. The old man only heard the following sentence, Zhang Chengfeng wanted to cook what he liked!

For this reason, the old man looked forward to it all night...

As a result, what was he expecting this night?! The same side dishes, the same side dishes, the same side dishes (actually, the oil and salt were still left, but it was a little lighter), what does this mean? Raising rabbits?! Immediately, the old man felt unhappy and forced himself to swallow the side dishes with dissatisfaction and grievances. However, when it was the rehabilitation exercise, the old man who was already full of dissatisfaction began to rebel.

Nothing good food = not eating well = not in a beautiful mood = not having strength = not wanting to move

A very simple series of equations has created the old man's current non-violent and uncooperative attitude.

After finally figuring out whether the old man was making a fuss, everyone was speechless. The condemnation eyes suddenly gathered on Zhang Chengfeng who was just pushing the door in. He was so scared that Zhang Chengfeng, who had just pushed the door in and had no idea what was going on, shrunk his head and almost ran away without pulling his legs.

"Stop!" Zhang Wenfeng, the boss of the Zhang family, opened his face coldly and shouted softly.

"Brother..." Zhang Chengfeng cried and shrunk his head, and stopped honestly.

"What are you running away?! How do you know that you have done something wrong and want to escape for fear of crime?" Zhang Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and asked with a dark face. I wonder how hard it is for them to coax the old man during this period? Forget it, I can't help but drag it down and cause trouble. It's just a matter of needing to deal with it!

Zhang Chengfeng was stunned.

What to run? It’s not that he wants to run, is he a conditioned reflex? Who can understand the suffering of the Zhang family’s younger brother who was oppressed by four mountains...

Haha~, why is the weather so beautiful? Why are the flowers so fragrant? Why do the people he met along the way look so good? Everyone smiles, but why hasn't this good mood affected these places at home? His little eyes are so scary that I wish I could run to the sky and hide...

By the way, what did his boss say just now? What does it mean to "know that he did something wrong"?

What did he do wrong? He has been so well-behaved recently?! He also fled for fear of sin. Oh my god, earth, the conscience of heaven and earth. Where did this come from? He just moved his feet after conditioning reflexes. How could he fled for fear of sin when he put it in these positions?! Is it true that he died unjustly?!

No! He has to seek justice!

"Brother, what happened? That's it, it seems like I didn't do anything..." Zhang Chengfeng said. He was right and righteous, but he was right and righteous, but he was as sharp as a knife when he said Zhang Wenfeng, but he spoke softer and less confident the more he said.

"I didn't do anything?! You know that your dad is still taking Huayi medicine, so you dare to tell your dad that he likes what he likes!" At this time, Zhang Wenfeng was like a fire-breathing dragon, and Fire Star almost smashed Zhang Chengfeng into a bag.

"Don't you know what dad likes to eat? Heavy and spicy mouth is his favorite! The senior of the Saint Hand said that the diet is light when taking medicine! Don't you know what the word light means?! You dare to say that you prepare what he likes for him, do you want to kill dad?" Zhang Wenfeng forced his unreliable little brother step by step.

"I..." Zhang Chengfeng retreated step by step.

"What are you? What are you? What dad likes to eat? What dad likes to eat? Beef brisket stewed with carrots, finger pepper, red oil, super spicy!"

Zhang Yuan, who was standing beside him, nodded. He heard that he almost drooled his saliva and his eyes were bright, and he almost flashed. Yes, yes, it was just this mouth, I didn't see it. Just listening to this name can make his appetite wide and his stomach growl.

If he can eat a bite..., hesitate, suck it up! If he can eat a bite, he can eat a bowl of rice. If he stewed a pot of rice for him, he can wrap all the rice with him. Do you believe it?

So, can he eat it?!

The little eyes of anticipation flashed...

He looked at this guy who was really crazy by this stuttering. His youngest son was scolded by his eldest son because of this stuttering. He even ate it in his mouth, but he was afraid that he wouldn't even smell it!

Sure enough, he didn't notice the expectant expression of his father. In the next second, Zhang Wenfeng burst out and raised his hand, and his fingertips almost poked his little brother's nose.

"Where are you in your mind? You are taking Hua Medicine and taking big radishes. These three-year-old children know that the big radishes are the antidote! Do you think your father recovers too quickly, so you want to make some trouble for him?!"

"No, no..." Facing his brother who was obviously out of rage, Zhang Chengfeng wished he could use a shovel to dig a crack on the ground and crawl into it.

"I said no! Don't you know how difficult it is to match this medicine for dad? Especially the medicine introduction, if we were not supported by Xiao Linzi (Feng Honglin: Uncle, you scolded you, can you not bring us? If we bring us, can we not call us, or if we can't call us, it will make people misunderstand it, but we will know if we don't know if we have money, we have no place to do it!"

"No, even if someone has it and is willing to take action, the money of everyone from our family, from old to young, is probably not enough to make up! If there is no such medicine introduction, even if we invite a miracle doctor, this clever wife will be unable to cook without rice. People can't save them even if they want to save them!"

"Even now, although this medicine is instructed, don't forget that we can do this together. No, only half a ginseng plant can guarantee that this ginseng will be enough for our father to restore it?"

"I dare to promise my dad that I will give him the antidote to eat the big radish. You think that my dad has recovered too quickly, does not destroy the medicinal properties, does not delay the treatment effect, and does not let our dad take medicine for a few more days, you will be unhappy, right?!"

"Radish stewed beef brisket, radish stewed beef brisket, I'll knock you into big radish and stew it with beef brisket!" The more I said this, Zhang Wenfeng picked up a magazine that Zhang Cuihua used to pass the time when he was accompanying him on the countertop, and rolled it into a stick and directly hit Zhang Chengfeng's forehead.
Chapter completed!
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