Chapter 3287 It's Useless to Think Hard

Since he was going to perform a bitter trick, he couldn't do it too perfunctorily. It would be three cents more strenuous than a real fight. He had to use his son's injuries in exchange for minimal losses.

However, no matter how hard they performed, the whole family showed no expressions and looked at them indifferently, as if they were looking at clowns.

Grandpa Meng Wenzhe had been calculating in his mind. He thought that if he spanked his son so hard, Mr. Xia would say stop when he thought the spanking was almost done. Once he shouted stop, he would have something to say.

But he continued to hit him 10 times, but he didn't hear Mr. Xia yelling to stop. He glanced secretly, and they looked on coldly, with no intention of stopping.

Now, Grandpa Meng Wenzhe is riding a tiger and can't get off. What should he do? He was beaten with an iron rod. If the stick goes down, it will be painful enough. If he continues to hit him, something will really happen.

He couldn't help complaining about Mr. Xia in his heart. He had already done this, so why couldn't he be given a step up? Everyone just went on like this. Did he have to be forced to beat his son to death?

Speaking of which, this is not a big deal. Isn't it just that two children had a dispute? Even if his son came to make trouble first, but he came out and taught his son a lesson, it should be over, right?

Although he felt unhappy, he didn't dare to say it out loud. He could only grit his teeth and hit him twice more, and then pretended to be exhausted. He couldn't stand still and the iron rod in his hand 'accidentally' fell to the ground. , so there is no need to continue fighting.

"Old...Old leader, I'm really sorry for you. It's because I didn't raise my son well. I'm sorry. Don't worry, even if you don't punish me, I will never spare this kid. No matter if I meet you today, I just want to teach him a lesson and let him know that he should restrain himself from doing things in the future and not be so bold..." Grandpa Meng Wenzhe panted, covering his chest, and it took a lot of effort to say this.

Mr. Xia sarcastically said, this Xiao Meng is really good at talking, getting into trouble, and thinking deeply. He can even apologize to him, so... he is so knowledgeable. If he is so profound, he might really be able to do it. He got involved.

Mr. Xia was silent and had a sneer on his face. The smile made Mr. Meng Wenzhe's face burn even more. Everyone could clearly see his tricks and thoughts.

Mr. Xia's expression seemed to say: Please continue to perform. If I believe you, I will lose!

Seeing that his plan failed, Grandpa Meng Wenzhe could only bite the bullet, pretending to be distressed, and kicked his son: "Hurry up and apologize to your Uncle Xia, you bastard, your name should still be given to you by your Uncle Xia." Yes, if he hadn’t promoted me..."

Mr. Xia shouted to stop: "Stop..."

He smiled, "Xiao Meng, although I call you Xiao Meng, you are not young anymore. At this age, I can understand your forgetfulness. As I said before, I can't even call you "old leader" I can't afford it, let alone this "Uncle Xia". Thirty years from Hedong to Thirty years from Hexi, your Meng family is no longer what it used to be. Your son told me that our family will not have a foothold in the capital. Even if they go out of town, they can deal with us. Hey, our family, old and young, is really scared. It’s also our fault that our Xia family is not as good as your family now. uncle."