nostalgic era

Chapter 144 Another Unlucky One

Not long after, Li Yunlong also came back from outside.

Well now, there is one more person to reprimand, Jiang Deming can even imagine how the two brothers Li Jian and Li Kang trembled surrounded by adults.

But he didn't go out to help. If the child did something wrong, he should be taught a lesson. Don't be like the Jia family, or the He Wenhui brothers and sisters.

If Jiang Deming's future children look like the Jia family and the He family, Jiang Deming will probably strangle him to death, so as not to stay in the world as a disaster.

When he finished cooking and came out, the Li family brothers had been arranged to stand in the corner for punishment, and Li Yunlong was still holding a belt to give lectures.

Of course, he was just trying to scare him, and he didn't really do it.

Li Yunlong is much older than Tian Yu, so it can be said that he is old enough to have sons, and he really hasn't beaten his two sons much.

On the contrary, it was Tian Yu, when he moved his hands, he was so ruthless!
"Eat, eat!" Jiang Deming greeted.

Seeing this, Li Jian and Li Kang were about to walk towards the dining room, but Li Yunlong suddenly stared.

"Stop here! Still want to eat? Stand here and reflect on yourself!"

Li Jian and Li Kang were shocked immediately, and they didn't dare to move again.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Deming stood up and went to persuade him.

Tian Yu immediately stopped him and said, "Deming, don't worry about this matter, these two children should be taught a lesson."

Jiang Deming had no choice but to sit down with a wry smile.

Just like that, the two unlucky boys from the Li family could only watch Jiang Deming and the others helplessly after they finished their meal.

After eating, he probably felt that his anger had almost subsided, so Li Yunlong called his two sons to help them study ink.

At this time, the couplets are all written by myself. If the handwriting is not good, or if you can’t write, you can only pay for help.

Li Yunlong is a rough man, although he can read his characters, he writes like a dog.

Jiang Deming's pen writing is okay, but if you ask him to write calligraphy, he will be blind.

Fortunately, Tian Yu, a young lady from a scholarly family, can write very well with a brush.

A family of six got together at one time, cutting the paper and grinding the ink. After writing, they had to dry before pasting.

Busy busy, one night passed.

Early the next morning, Jiang Deming returned to Jingdong in a jeep.

Bai Ruoxue's resignation procedures have already been completed, so she doesn't need to go to drama school anymore, it's just time for her to discuss with that senior brother Jiang Deming about renovating the courtyard house.

After getting off the car, Jiang Deming was about to check the test status of the induction cooker, when Han Chunsong came over.

"Jiang Gong, just now he was insane. He kept clamoring to see you. Judging from his accent, he seems to be from Lingnan, clamoring to see you."

Jiang Deming was taken aback when he heard the words, from Lingnan?He doesn't seem to have any friends over there, who could it be?
"I'll go take a look."

Han Chunsong nodded, and followed Jiang Deming to the meeting room.

As soon as he entered, Jiang Deming saw a man with his back turned to him.

He didn't even need to look at the front, he had already recognized the other party, and immediately laughed.

"Ding crab!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ding Xie turned around, and when he saw Jiang Deming's face, tears immediately flowed down his face.

With a whimper, she threw herself in front of Jiang Deming, hugged his thigh and began to cry.

"Jiang Sheng, I know I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, please send me back to Hong Kong City!"

At this time, Ding Xie was full of snot and tears, so he didn't have the domineering appearance in Hong Kong City before.

Jiang Deming couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it. He calculated the time, and it has been more than a month since he came back from Hong Kong City, which means that Ding Xie spent about the same time in the bitter kiln.

As for crying like this?
If Ding Xie knew Jiang Deming's thoughts, he would tell him very solemnly that his expression was not exaggerated at all.

Prison in the mainland is not as good as that in the Hong Kong city. It really needs to be reformed through labor.

Do it during the day, do it at night, take a break occasionally, and have to get together and talk about what you have reflected on.

Ding Xie couldn't stand it on the third day after entering.

Don't look at his natural supernatural power, and he has also practiced it.

But who are the people in prison in this day and age?

Either bandits or those defeated soldiers, Ding Xie is just a gangster from a club in Hong Kong City.

He may be good at cutting people, but he is against those who have been killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​​​blood.

No kidding, Ding Crab met them, it was no different from delivering food.

However, he is the kind of strange three-viewer who likes to cause trouble. You can tell from his appearance that he must have been taught a lot in it.

Jiang Deming shook his head, how could he let Ding Xie go back?
It's only been a month, and the renovation hasn't been completed yet, and the squatting kiln is just a side dish.

He patted Ding Xie on the shoulder kindly and said, "Old Xie, do you really want to go back to Hong Kong City?"

Ding Xie nodded vigorously and said, "I think!"

"No, you don't want to!"

Jiang Deming snapped his fingers, and Xu Zheng immediately stepped forward behind him.

After whispering a few words in his ear, Xu Zheng nodded, and then picked up Ding Xie.

Ding Xie was terrified and struggled hard.

Without saying a word, Xu Zheng gave him a few hits, and Ding Xie immediately became quiet.

Han Chunsong looked at this scene stupidly, completely confused about the situation.

Jiang Deming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go out and wait."

Han Chunsong nodded in a daze, and followed Jiang Deming out.

When he came outside, Jiang Deming closed the door of the meeting room with his backhand.

After a while, rhythmic screams sounded from inside.

Jiang Deming silently counted down to sixty times before he opened the door.

At this time, Ding Xie squatted in the corner with a bruised nose and a swollen face, with a look of doubt on life.

Jiang Deming's devilish voice reached his ears again.

"How about it, do you still want to go back?"

Ding Xie's eyes changed for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to!"

"Very good!" Jiang Deming nodded in satisfaction, he was afraid that Ding Xie would say no.

Then he raised two fingers at Xu Zheng.

Xu Zhengxin rolled up his sleeves again understandingly, lifted Ding Xie out from the corner, and beat him violently again.

This time Jiang Deming didn't leave again, but stood at the door, watching Ding Xie being beaten violently.

2 minutes passed.

It is said that beating people does not slap people in the face, but Xu Zheng specifically hit Ding Xie in the face.

Even if Ding Xie's mother came over now, she probably wouldn't recognize this as her son.

Throwing the crab that looked like a puddle of mud on the ground, Xu Zheng walked back behind Jiang Deming.

Jiang Deming walked forward slowly, squatted down, and asked like a crab, "Don't you think about it now?"

"No, I don't want to." Ding Xie said vaguely.

Jiang Deming nodded and said, "Okay, I'll clean up later, and I'll take you to a place later."

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