Zhao Peng's voice became lighter and lighter, but it became more and more terrifying when everyone heard it.

They looked at each other but didn't know how to deal with it.

It's just because they never thought that this situation would happen one day.

The atmosphere in the room was suppressed to the limit for a moment.

It seems to be full of biogas, and as long as there is a spark, it will explode rapidly.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening suddenly came.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar sound of footsteps slowly walked towards the room.

One heavy and one light, one heavy and one light.

The next moment, Zhao Zhengzhi appeared at the door of the room.

His face was as deep as water, he quickly looked at everyone in the room, and finally stopped his eyes on Zhao Peng's bloody hands.

Half-holding and half-sliding palms, blood slowly oozed out of the fingers, gathering into lines and dripping along the wrists. Blood was dripping on the ground, on the coffee table, and on the pants.

Zhao Zhengzhi looked at his son's slightly green face and stared at him for a long time.

He walked straight in, pulled the sleeves of his clothes hard, tore out a strip of cloth, and pulled Zhao Peng's hand and bandaged him gently.

He didn't say a word throughout the whole process.

The room was as quiet as hell, and you could hear the sound even when the needle fell to the ground.

People can hear each other's breathing.

After a few minutes of getting ready, his palms were tied up. Zhao Zhengzhi said to his son: "Go home, your mother has fried melon seeds, which are the big ones."

Zhao Peng nodded and followed his father.

He likes to eat sunflower seeds, especially those with large particles, which he likes the most.

"Later, if you step out of this door today, you will not be from the Zhao family. The names of you and everyone in your family will be removed from the genealogy."

Zhao Zhengfu shouted.

Zhao Zhengzhi stood up, was silent for a while, and slowly turned to look at Zhao Zhengwei, "Brother, is this what you mean?"

Zhao Zhengwei had a dark face and didn't say anything.

"Okay, I understand. Then get rid of it." Zhao Zhengzhi said tiredly, patting his son on the shoulder, "Go home, go back to our own home."

"So good, dad!"

Zhao Peng responded with a smile and followed his father out of the room.

When he went out, he blinked at the embarrassing and helpless Zhao Shi.

The previous life was a matter of the previous life and it did not affect the relationship between our cousins. The grievances and grievances of the previous life will be borne by the previous life.

After walking out of the gate of Zhao Zhengyi's house, Zhao Zhengzhi suddenly said to his son: "Do you want to smoke a cigarette?"

Zhao Peng smiled and said, "Dad, are you fishing?"

"What?"

"Haha, nothing." Zhao Peng looked up at the night sky. The moonlight slowly oozed out a few clear light from the clouds, as if there were signs of the clouds dissipating and the moon was bright. "I don't smoke, you don't know!"

Zhao Zhengzhi looked at his son. In the dark night, he couldn't see clearly, so he could only see a general outline.

"It's good not to smoke. Smoking is not good for your health. I have been smoking for a lifetime and I can't quit. You just started, don't learn these bad habits."

"Well, I know, dad."

"Go home."

"Yeah, go home."

The father and son walked back to home on the wheat field. When passing by grandma's grave, the father stood up, stared at the grave for a long time, and pulled Zhao Peng to kowtow three times in front of the grave.

He just kowtowed, but said nothing.

Then the two of them got up and continued to move forward.

The moon finally squeezed out from the clouds and swelled up, spreading the brightness on the earth and spreading it on both father and son.

There was silver light in front of the father and son, and there were long shadows behind him.

...

Zhao Zhengyi’s house is the main house.

Zhao Peng and his son left for a long time, and the depressing atmosphere in the room was relieved.

Li Yunxia didn't bother to sit on the ground and tantrums, and got up and stood aside.

Everyone looked at Zhao Zhengwei.

At this time, the eldest son of the family needs to give everyone an idea, he is the backbone of the heart.

Zhao Zhengwei's face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

He has been a government leader for more than ten years and has also gone from a clerk to a department-level cadre, with his own scheming and patience.

But tonight, he was really a little broken.

Whether it was Zhao Peng's distortion or Zhao Zhengzhi's silent resistance.

Everything shows that his parents have lost their influence on the family.

He is no longer the backbone that everyone must be obedient. His dignity was completely defeated by Zhao Peng and his son, and he was thrown on the ground and shattered.

He didn't understand why things came to this point.

Why did the third brother suddenly feel unwilling to think about his family? He was not like this before.

Completely out of control.

He doesn't like this feeling very much.

"Brother, do you think about this?"

Zhao Zhengyi asked carefully that among all the brothers, he and Zhao Zhengwei had the closest relationship.

Zhao Zhengwei has always lived in the city.

Zhao Zhengyi regarded himself as the words of several rural families.

"Dialogue me of Lao Wu's phone number."

Zhao Zhengwei also felt a little tired. He rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand and said, "You all go back first, I will discuss with Lao Wu."

Li Yunxia was still unwilling to leave and shouted: "Brother..."

"You go back too. Be honest recently. Don't go to the third family to cause trouble. Look at Pengwa's appearance. If you mess with him again, maybe he will do something. Haihai and Minmin are still young, so don't let things go completely."

Li Yunxia has no education and can't understand everything, but she also understands Zhao Zhengwei to let him calm down.

I feel even more uneasy, but I don’t dare to bother me anymore.

Now Zhao Qingyang's future is betting on Zhao Zhengwei. If he gets upset and leaves the blame, then Zhao Qingyang will be truly hopeless.

Zhao Zhengfu and his wife, Li Yunxia and others all left the room.

Only Zhao Zhengyi and Zhao Zhengwei were left.

Zhao Zhengyi closed the door and sat down on the chair on the other side of the Eight Immortals Table.

He said to Zhao Zhengwei carefully: "Brother, are you going to talk to Lao Wu now?"

"I can only discuss with Lao Wu first. The third brother can't listen to others' words. Lao Wu should be able to listen to it. Things are not at the last step, so try not to intensify any more."

"I think it's hard, but the third brother is okay. Pengwa's kid is a bit difficult to deal with."

"Pengwa?" Zhao Zhengwei was thinking about this question and said with the flow: "I remember that Pengwa was not like this before. He didn't speak much in front of him. He was quite honest. Why did he suddenly become like this?"

"I don't know either." Zhao Zhengyi scratched his head, very distressed.

"It's also your fault. This is Lao Liu's fault. When you and Lao Er started to adjust, you shouldn't think that things could get away with it. The third wife's face was seriously injured. There was a forensic identification. You don't understand the law, so you need to be sentenced."

"I wasn't thinking about it at that time..."

Zhao Zhengwei interrupted him, "You are thinking about me, and you have been restless. I am still in power and can cover up some things. If I were not there that day, it would be difficult for the village to survive in your behavior."

"Brother..."

"I won't talk about this anymore," Zhao Zhengwei became more tired, "Dialogue Lao Wu's phone number. I'll talk to Lao Wu first."

Zhao Zhengyi nodded, carried the extension of the landline phone and called the phone.

The first time he didn't call, he called again.

A warm voice came over there.

"Fourth brother."

...

After Zhao Peng returned home, Zhang Yali saw his hand and cried with pain.
To be continued...