Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 247 Counting up three generations, who is not a farmer?
Zhang Jun raised his hand again.

He was a ruthless character who could beat his son to half his life when he became ruthless, and he had retired to a small county town for many years, but he did not lose his hostility in the slightest.

Gao Man's face turned even paler, and she grabbed the little fat man into her arms before Zhang Jun waved his chin:
"father!"

"Xiaoshuai is still young, spoiled by my parents at home, his mouth is a bit poisonous, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Her pleading words didn't help at all. Although Zhang Jun blocked her body and didn't beat the little fat man, he learned a lesson.

He looked at the little fat man coldly, and said in a deep voice:

"Hillbilly?"

"Mudlegs?"

"You look down on country people, don't you?"

The little fat man's face hurt badly, but he still didn't show weakness:

"Correct!"

"I just look down on rural people!"

"What can you do to me?"

He has been domineering since he was a child in the capital, and no one has dared to beat him.

The dead old man in front of him was the first one.

seriously offended him.

Angry to the extreme, Zhang Jun smiled instead:

"What can I do to you?"

"Heh, do you believe it or not?"

"I can kill you!"

There was a smile on his lips, but his tone of voice carried a bit of murderous intent.

Zhang Kai shook his hand and the car jolted.

He thought of the night when his father locked him in the house and almost beat him to death after he learned that he was close to the eldest lady of the Gao family and was going to be his son-in-law, not only his hands trembled, but his heart also trembled.

"dad……"

His voice is dry:
"You, calm down!"

"Xiaoshuai is your own grandson, and you only have this one."

"I brought him to visit you this time to let you correct his temper, not to let you..."

Killed him.

He is just such a son, who is held by his heart all day long, not a baby.

The decision to hand over his son to his grandfather this time was a last resort.

Otherwise, with his father's single-minded and ruthless character, he would never be willing to hand over his son to him to torture him.

Goldman hugged his son tightly, already regretting it in his heart.

She shouldn't have listened to Zhang Kai and brought her son to her father-in-law.

How could a person who was so cruel that he was willing to beat his own son to death raise and protect her son well.

The little fat man is a child after all, he was frightened by Zhang Jun's words.

At this moment, he hid in his mother's arms and dared not make a sound.

Zhang Jun suddenly sneered:
"grandson?"

"I don't even have a son, how can I have a grandson?"

Zhang Kai looked at him carefully:

"You are in the restaurant, and you have already introduced it to the Mu family."

"You have acknowledged our relationship with you..."

"admit?"

Zhang Jun looked at him coldly:

"When did I admit it?"

"Have you heard with dog's ears, or have you seen with dog's eyes?"

"If I want a grandson, the surname is Zhang, not Gao!"

Zhang Kai, who was scolded as a dog, silently closed his mouth.

It's been ten years.

His father still refused to forgive him, nor would he recognize him again.

But he and Xiaoman, even though they used each other at first, are now tightly bound together and inseparable.

Zhang Jun sat upright, and he didn't know who to listen to:
"Counting up three generations, which family is not of peasant origin?"

"What's more, without farmers, who can eat food and fill their stomachs?"

"The peasants are a very great class."

"In the future, if anyone dares to look down on farmers in front of me, I will still slap him."

"If you don't have a long memory once, just smoke twice. If you don't have a long memory after two times, I will kill him!"

(End of this chapter)