Chapter 886: Don't Recognize If You Don't Recognize

Before the agreement was drafted, the three siblings backed down. And Zhang Wang's family, seeing this situation, hurriedly picked up the one at the foot of the wall and beat them face-to-face!

He watched well, if he didn't hit them, people would run away!

"You beast!" A shoulder pole directly whipped onto the side of Zhang Baojiang's face, the cheekbone and tooth root were smashed solidly, and the seven-foot man's eyes instantly burst into tears from the pain.

The tears hadn't come down yet, and his whole body was beaten with a crackle!

"You dog thing with no conscience!"

This was Zhang Baohe, who was treated slightly better. In the middle of winter, he was smashed directly on the shin bone through his thermal pants. He "ow"ed and knelt down, then was smashed all over his back.

When it was Baolan's turn, Zhang Wang's family's hands shook, looking at Baolan screaming and dodging, while unable to help but burst into tears: "What kind of sin did I commit!"

And then the shoulder pole in his hand was pulled away by Song Tan, and then a thin stick was stuffed over. He heard a piece of advice in his ear:

"Uncle Zhang, don't look at the fact that my sister Baolan is so old, she's a girl after all, don't beat her up... This head is plastic, it doesn't hurt, don't be afraid to use some strength."

People have no reason when they are angry.

Quite good.

You looked at Song Tan's family: "Isn't your first demand to let them never come to disturb you again? Achieving that is the most important thing."

"Dad! Dad! If you have something to say, say it nicely—how can you use a manure spoon?!"

And Song Tan's family came back to his senses, only then did he react: the one Baolan handed over was the manure spoon they usually used to scoop manure at home.

The three siblings thought so too—especially this little old lady who has so many connections, will she be a black-hearted lawyer who will let us be sentenced?!

Whether it's heavy or not, Song Tan's family is satisfied anyway. He wiped his face, and at this moment looked at Teacher Tang with genuine sincerity:

As for paying alimony, that's even more impossible!

Everyone:...

But looking at the three people who love money like their lives, and then feeling their own swollen faces and bruised bodies...

And standing at the door was Baolan's group, even if they used their bodies, the light of gossip in their eyes could block the exit tightly!

Tsk.

At this moment, Song Tan's family was refreshed: "Lawyer Tang took me to the city two days ago to do a notarization, everything in my house has nothing to do with you after I die!"

That means the three siblings have to scrape together 800 each a month, totaling over ten thousand a year! Every two months, they have to pick up the old man to live at home for a month...

Therefore, the manure spoon is a long stick with a small plastic spoon tied to the end.

After the courtyard returned to quiet, Professor Song sighed: "Hit too hard."

I haven't been home for a while, the manure stuck to the spoon is actually dry, but it doesn't matter if it's dry or not, that stickiness...

However, I learned to be smart this time, and I didn't tell anyone.

The beating was indeed heavy, but looking at the appearance of these people who love money like their lives, if the beating was too hard and they were hospitalized, what if some smart person gave them advice and found a TV station or online interview to cry about it...

Incidentally, Wu Lan also asked: "That, what, are we posting it in the village group?"

However, Baolan screamed "Ah", feeling the dry debris on the plastic spoon falling into her hair, neck, face, and body, and she was completely broken and grabbing:

"You know so many people, can you teach me when you have time how to hire a lawyer? I want to change my will..."

Thinking about it, it's better not to recognize it!

"You, do you recognize me as your father?!"

Then they were refreshed, each taking out their mobile phones: "Send it to me, send it to me!"

I even had a spirited and good state, at this moment threw the manure spoon aside, and snorted coldly:

I like dealing with smart people.

Trouble, the original family conflict is already a hot spot.

Everyone ran back and forth on the open space of the courtyard, and Song Tan's family caught whoever he hit, and now after an indiscriminate attack, the three siblings were both painful and broken. When they looked up again, their faces were swollen and they were crying.

The house, the mountain, the land, whoever handles my funeral, whoever takes me to see a doctor when I can't walk, I'll give it to whoever.

Over 2400 a month, we don't know if it's reasonable, but people also talked about this loss and that compensation, and medical stuff, it sounds very much like that.

Grandma Tang thought to herself that this little old man is quite wise—my lawyer is obviously temporary, and whatever I do is within the scope of my profession. Pushing things onto myself also saves that family from holding a grudge against the Song family for intervening...

The three siblings climbed up limping and walked out without looking back—originally they wanted to say two harsh words, such as when you are old and beg me, I won't come...

Our family's toilet has always been a dry toilet, still that kind of earthen dry toilet. And the feces in the manure pit have to be scooped out with a manure spoon every once in a while.

Also have to get a good tombstone for the old woman, and get that photo done well!

"Or, don't you guys count on me suddenly kicking my legs and leaving, and it should be yours..."

The three siblings stood at the courtyard door, looking back viciously:

—It's true that the one being beaten is my own family, but that's a manure spoon!

"Or, you pay the alimony, I'll live in each house for a month in the future, taking turns to be served by you. The money, house, and land in the house will be split equally after I leave."

"Don't recognize if you don't recognize!"

Indeed, there is a small plastic spoon at the back, it won't be painless to hit, and it won't leave a mark, but it won't hurt key parts...

Why? Just for the thirty or forty thousand yuan to be split equally after the old man leaves? But our dad hits people so powerfully, his legs and feet are so flexible, I'm afraid he can live for another ten or twenty years...

I looked at Teacher Tang who was shocked—after all, the manure spoon really refreshed the old lady's combat cognition.

And Qiao Qiao looked at the crowd that suddenly quieted down, holding his phone at this moment: "Uncle Zhang, you hit so fiercely just now, so powerfully! I filmed it, do you want to see it?"

Anyway, I have money, let's enjoy the money first! Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll go to the market and buy a pair of new cotton pants!

Song Tan's family curled his lips, finally let out a long sigh, only feeling that the stuffiness of the past six months had vanished!

Zhang Wang's family felt that his hand was light, and without much thought, subconsciously listened to Song Tan, and knocked on Baolan's head and face!

Ten or twenty years, alimony will have to be pasted in for ten or twenty thousand!

"Or you pay the alimony, I'll live in each house for a month in the future, taking turns to be served by you. The money, house, and land in the house will be split equally after I leave."

Don't you see the three siblings kneeling on the ground crying loudly? And their family members only dare to shrink in the corner, huddled together like quails.

The courtyard is only this big, surrounded by a fence, and it's not that easy to cross over. ===== CHAPTER 887 =====