The Koi Boss Has Grown Up Through the Ages

　　 "Bah, a bunch of hillbillies!"

　　 Zhang Yong spit at the back of the Qian brothers, but he didn't understand why the Qian brothers suddenly pulled each other and left.

　　 Zhang Yong knows that the Qian brothers are here to ask for trouble. He originally wanted to enter the house to seek protection from his parents, but he didn't expect the Qian brothers to leave without sending them.

Zhang Yong was about to enter the house, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his abdomen, followed by unbearable pain in his buttocks, as if something was about to come out of his buttocks, scared him to rush into the house and call his mother while running. Bring him a piece of paper, can't help pulling his pants.

　　 Although Zhang's family lives in a bungalow, it has an indoor bathroom connected to the small vegetable garden in the backyard.

Zhang Yong hurriedly rushed into the bathroom and pulled down his pants. As soon as he squatted down, he felt that something tingling came out of his body. He quickly looked back. It didn’t matter if he saw it, his face was green in fright. NS. There was a thorn growing behind him, and it continued to grow up and thick.

　　 "Mom, Dad—hurry up and save me!"

　　 Hearing the horrified cry of her son, Zhang Yong's mother hurriedly grabbed a stack of straw paper and ran into the bathroom, and Zhang Yong's father arrived almost at the same time. When the two saw the thorns growing on their son's back, they almost lost their breath.

　　Dad Zhang Yong is the head of the forest farm. He calmed down and reached out tremblingly to remove the thorns behind his son. Before Zhang Yong's hand touched the thorns, Zhang Yong yelled again.

　　 "Da Yong, how are you preparing the ground?"

　　 Zhang Yong's mother helped the door frame to keep herself from falling to the ground, she was already crying. The son was fine when he entered the house, and turned into a monster in a blink of an eye.

　　 "I don't know how to prepare the ground, I'm going to hurt to death... Don't come close to me, ah, ah, ah..."

　　 Zhang Yong’s facial features are almost twisted together, tears are like water that bursts a bank. He opens his mouth wide and yells while panting, struggling to stand up, waving his hands but not daring to touch the thorns behind him.

　　 At this moment, the thorns have grown to the back of Zhang Yong's neck. The thorns have just emerged a little sharp, and they will not penetrate Zhang Yong's flesh, but the tingling pain spreading from the heart is even more unbearable.

　　 "Lao Zhang, kid, what's wrong, think of a solution!"

　　 Seeing her son feel uncomfortable with Zhang Yong's mother's heart is breaking, she is such an only son, can't wait to hold it all day and fear that she will fall.

　　 "Send to the hospital?"

"no!"

　　 Zhang Yong's father spoke decisively. It was obvious that Zhang Yong's condition was not illness but obsessiveness. If Zhang Yong is sent to the hospital, it may cause panic among the masses.

　　 "What can I do then?"

　　 Zhang Yong's mother stared at her husband anxiously, hoping that he could get rid of the pain of her son as soon as possible.

　　 "Help him into the house first."

　　 Zhang Yong's father is still well-informed in the end. Seeing his son, who was already so painful that he could not speak, was helped into the house by his wife, he went to the kitchen to fetch a kitchen knife and scissors, and brought a roll of sterile cotton yarn and bandages from his house. He was going to perform the operation on his son himself. .

　　 "Lighter, lighter!"

　　 Zhang Yong lay on the kang and felt like he was about to die. It was obvious that his father's hand hadn't touched him, but he felt like he had been cut by a knife.

　　 "Let me come."

　　 Zhang Yong's mother snatched the scissors in her husband's hand and carefully cut open her son's underwear. At this moment, Zhang Yong stopped screaming, as if he had passed out. Zhang Yong's father called his son's name. Zhang Yong clearly heard it, but he couldn't open his mouth or make a sound response.

　　 Pulled away Zhang Yong's clothes and pants, and saw that the thorns grew out of his son's **** and were firmly embedded in Zhang Yong's spine. Zhang Yong's parents were shocked again.

　　 "Oh my God! It's evil..."

　　 Zhang Yong's mother couldn't support it anymore, and fainted on the ground after speaking.

　　 Zhang Yong's father hurriedly picked up his wife and put it on the kang, pretending to be calm, threw the kitchen knife he had just picked up on the ground, and stepped forward to call his wife and then his son's name.

　　 Zhang Yong's mother slowly opened her eyes, and saw her son who was motionless with thorns beside her, she couldn't help crying.

　　 "Don't cry, it's not good to be noticeable."

　　 Of course such a weird thing can't be spread outside, Zhang Yong's father stretched out his hand and closed the curtain.

　　 "My son won't die, right? If my son dies, I won't live..."

　　 Zhang Yong's mother kept mumbling like she was crazy.

　　 At this time, Zhang Yong shook his head. Zhang Yong's mother saw her excitedly stepping forward to pick up her son. Zhang Yong cried out and stopped moving.

　　 "Don't touch him."

　　 Zhang Yong's father reminded his wife that he looked at the spiked thorns on his son's back and said that his son had become a monster! Suddenly, a rush of heat rushed from my heart to my mouth, and he hurriedly beat his chest twice, barely swallowing a mouthful of old blood that came up, and it made his brain sober.

　　 must be an illusion!

　　 Zhang Yong’s father closed his eyes, and his wife’s wailing sound was still heard in his ears. When he opened his eyes again, he hoped that everything would return to normal, but he was almost desperate to see his son’s thorny back.

　　 Just when Zhang Yong’s father was desperate, he suddenly found a line of golden letters on the wall in front of him:

　　 immediately go to Qian Liguo to blame Jing!

　　 Zhang Yong's father thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and found that the big characters on the wall had changed again: Pay back the money immediately, the money is innocent!

　　The big characters are clearer than before.

　　 Is this the way to save my son? Dad Zhang Yong stared at the big characters on the wall for a few seconds, looked down at his son, gritted his teeth...

　　 The old Qian’s house at the east end of the mountain village, the chimney kept emitting white smoke, and the smell of boiled meat wafting from the cauldron made Qian Liwei swallow.

　　 "Xiaowei go to the door to see if your brother is back?"

The third wife of Qian opened the pan and put a few peeled eggs in it. She looked up and found that the little son was staring at the rabbit meat in the pan and refused to leave. She smiled and shoveled a piece of rabbit meat with a shovel and placed it in her mouth. Blowing while blowing, and then handed it to the younger son.

　　 Qian Liwei happily ate the rabbit meat and walked to the gate of the courtyard, UU reading www. Seeing that Wang Guizhen was back, uukanshu.com immediately ran back to the stove with her chubby legs to report to her mother.

　　 "Sister-in-law, what time shall we open?"

The wife of the third wife Qian found that Wang Guizhen's face was not good, she did not dare to ask further, turned around and called Qian Lijuan to display all the washed dishes. Bring it over.

　　 "No need, enough."

　　 Wang Guizhen looked at the three large tables that had been set up, and saw that all three of his sons were looking at her, and his expression lightened a little.

　　 "Let’s eat it ourselves, folks are very busy today. Why did you cook the meat?"

　　 Wang Guizhen said and walked towards the stove.

　　 "I hit a dozen wild rabbits on the mountain today, and my third aunt said that the stewed rabbit meat is delicious and easy, so I made it all in one pot."

　　 Qian Limin hurriedly reported to his mother.

　　 "Oh, where is Xiao Jiaojiao? Didn't the fourth and fifth come back with you?"

　　 "They said they would play for a while. They didn't come back with me. I want to come back and deal with the rabbit first..."

　　 Qian Limin felt a bit self-blame for not taking care of Xiao Jiaojiao.

Seeing the self-blaming look of the third son, Wang Guizhen could not pursue the matter any more. At this time, she heard her daughter calling Xiao Jiaojiao back in the yard. She hurried out of the house and saw Qian Li'an and Qian Likang carrying a wild boar back from a distance. She was shocked. Mouth.

　　 "Dizzy, the army is carrying Xiao Jiaojiao!"

　　 Qian Lijuan rushed out of the yard to greet him. The three brothers of the Qian family were quicker and rushed to Qian Li'an and Qian Likang first. Qian Limin directly pulled Xiao Jiaojiao out of the basket and hugged him in his arms. Qian Liguo and Qian Litai replaced the four brothers and five. The younger brother picked up the wild boar, and the family came into the yard to find that a group of half-old children from the village were not far away.

　　 "Old Qian's hit the wild boar!"