Lang Yixing originally planned to wait and see before making a choice, but when he saw Pi Qinghua being led by Wen Wen into the venue, he suddenly felt that he should go up and beat that guy up.
Fortunately, Pi Qinghua has not completely forgotten the two, the big and the small. Of course, the vast majority of possibilities are that Pi Qinghua has not forgotten his own son. As for the neighbor who forcibly moved into his house, the possibility that he remembers him is probably zero.
Pi Qinghua walked for a while and then turned back. He said to Lang Zhi, "I'm going to get the qualification form and the number of our booth. Anyway, the most important thing about this competition is participation, and the highlight is our ginseng skin and jelly. This exchange meeting will last for three days. We will set up the stall on the first and third days, and walk around on the second day. Maybe we can find something."
Lang Zhi nodded quietly. He naturally listened to his second father. After all, listening to his second father was the right thing to do. He also had a vague feeling that his second father was going to do something important. This might be related to his face or the strange paintbrush. Although Xiaolang didn't know what it was, it didn't affect him from silently helping his second father.
Compared to his own son, Lang Yixing knew much less about Pi Qinghua, but even so, one should not underestimate his beast-like instinct. Although he wanted to beat up the guy next to him with a wrinkled smile, he did not take any direct action. He just had a cold expression on his face, looking like he didn't want to be approached by strangers.
"We'll wait for you here. I'll unload the cart and put it away. Don't worry." Lang Yixing said. His serious and reliable look instantly shocked Pi Qinghua.
"Oh. OK. Thank you for your help." Pi Qinghua almost couldn't react. When did this person become so serious and reliable? It's so strange...
Wen Wen, who was standing by, was surprised to see the serious Wolf Boss. He thought the driver was an ordinary driver, but now he thought it was a mistake. Pi Qinghua was going to the blood donation station to donate blood, which meant he didn't have much money. Such a person definitely couldn't afford a Hummer, so it goes without saying that the driver was the owner. It really looked impressive.
But why did he look familiar? Doctor Wen frowned, feeling as if he had seen this person somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember where.
"Doctor Wen? Shall we go?"
Wen Wen came back to his senses, nodded quickly and took Pi Qinghua away. This is a good opportunity to keep in touch, you know, he doesn't know how to flirt with people? It's tragic enough, plus he likes men, he almost thinks he can only be single for life. It's not easy to meet someone with a good personality and good looks, he must seize the opportunity. Just now in the car, the master has taught him several tricks.
Watching Pi Qinghua and Wen Wen leave, Lang felt that his father was particularly lame. He looked at Lang Yixing with a knife-like look, and although the latter received his gaze, he was unusually calm.
"Why didn't you go and beat that guy up just now?" Based on his scumbag father's character, shouldn't he have gone up long ago
The wolf boss looked at his son who had betrayed his father and said, "Your hair is not even fully grown yet, you know nothing."
In front of one's family, one can make mistakes and lose face at any time, of course, including future family members. However, in front of an enemy, especially an enemy that is likely to become the ultimate enemy, one must show one's best efforts no matter what.
Lang Zhi was despised by his scumbag father and felt depressed. He turned around and looked to the side. He saw a big ice cream truck surrounded by many children. The picture of ice cream of various flavors with three balls and one cone on it looked very tempting. Even with Lang Zhi's self-control, he couldn't help but want to calculate whether the money in his pocket was enough to buy an ice cream.
Well, the second father gave him all the pocket money for three days, a total of fifty yuan. This ice cream is ten yuan each, if he buys one ice cream, he will only have forty yuan left. What can he buy with forty yuan? The little wolf felt a little tangled. Just when he was tangled, a big hand appeared in front of him, with twenty yuan in the hand.
Lang Zhi's face tightened, "I don't want your money!" He didn't want the money of the scumbag father who abandoned him at all.
As a result, President Lang snorted and said, "Who gave you the money? Don't even think about it. I asked you to buy me an ice cream, and the remaining ten dollars is your errand fee. Tsk, there are so many children there, I won't squeeze in. If I hurt them, I'll be in trouble."
Lang Zhi's eyes lit up immediately. He lowered his head and thought about it. He felt that his scumbag father must really like to eat ice cream, but he was too embarrassed to buy it. After all, there were only children there. How could he, an adult, go there in a proper manner? He could buy himself another one with the remaining ten yuan. Tsk, this was a good deal. "Tsk, I'll make this trip just because you lent us the car."
So Lang Zhi quickly took the money from Lang Yixing and trotted to the ice cream truck.
Lang Yixing looked at his son jogging happily, reached into his pocket, took out a melon seed, ate it and spit out the shell. "Tsk, you little brat want to fight me, you are still too young!" Although the wolf boss's tone was full of disdain, there was a gentle smile in his eyes.
Lang Zhi trotted all the way to the ice cream truck. At this time, the children gathered in a circle and scrambled to buy ice cream. The owner of the ice cream truck was overwhelmed and finally had to seriously tell the children that they must queue up, and he would not sell ice cream to anyone who did not queue up.
So Langzhi waited in line with other children. Although the line looked long, the drivers were very fast and it would take Langzhi three or four minutes to get his turn. Because the people waiting in line were all children, some adults who wanted to buy ice cream looked at them but did not come forward.
After about four minutes, the line had reached the child in front of Langzhi. The next one was Lang, the little boy. Xiaolang was very happy. However, just after the child in front left, before Langzhi could take a step forward, an adult suddenly jumped out from the side. He looked very rich and threw a hundred yuan in front of the car owner: "Hurry up and give me an ice cream, my son is waiting for it!"
Lang Zhi pursed his lips immediately, and an unhappy look appeared on his little face.
The owner of the car didn't seem to be selling ice cream just for money. After all, if he could drive a modified SUV to sell ice cream, he must be crazy. So the owner of the car, who looked quite energetic, smiled at the man and said, "Excuse me, buddy! There are kids lining up here. If you want to eat, why don't you line up at the back? Your son is so strong. It's okay if he can't eat for a while, right?"
The man who cut in line had a dark complexion when he heard this. He took advantage of his muscular body and yelled, "I'll sell it to you if I pay you! Are you trying to reason with me?! Can you not give me the change for the 100 yuan? I have money anyway!"
The car owner didn't buy his trick. Instead, he turned to Lang Zhi and said, "Little friend, if you are willing, I will sell this ice cream to him."
As a result, under the glare of that idiot, Lang Zhi said calmly and expressionlessly with his handsome face, "I don't want to." Then he handed the twenty yuan in his hand to the car owner, "Uncle, buy two ice creams."
The owner couldn't help but smile when he saw Lang Zhi like this, thinking that boy, you are really my type. And then look at this little face, it's so cute and cool!
So the car owner happily took the money and prepared to buy ice cream, but Lang Zhi was suddenly raised by Lord Biaozirou: "Little boy, give me your two ice creams, or you'd better be careful of my fists."
The fat man was waving his fist while talking. The adults around him were disgusted by the big man's behavior. It was really shameful for such an adult to bully a child. But they also knew that this man would not really do it, he just wanted to scare the child. Fortunately, the little boy was brave enough. If it was any other little boy, he would probably cry out of fear.
"I won't." Lang Zhi's personality is absolutely as stubborn as it can be, inherited from his two fathers.
At this time, the big man's fat son also waved his little fist and threatened: "How dare you not listen to my dad! My dad is the best! He is a boxing champion! If you don't listen to him, he will definitely beat you up! !"
This inexplicably touched Langzhi's strong nerves, and he pursed his lips suddenly. He couldn't cause trouble for his second father, because his second father had an enemy looking for him. Although his second father was very powerful and could fight three people alone, he had to be sensible. So little Langzhi's lips moved, and it seemed that he wanted to give in: "Okay, "
"Why don't you try to hit him?" Just when Lang Zhi was about to let go, a low and evil voice suddenly sounded beside him, "If you touch his finger, I will break one of your fingers. If you slap him, I will smack your face until it is swollen. Look at yourself in the mirror, do you think you can beat my son? Why don't you let me go?!"
Lang Zhi didn't need to guess that this arrogant tone was definitely from his scumbag father. At this moment, seeing the bandits punch him twice and never crying, Lang's eyes were red in an instant. However, he lowered his head at this time, so the people around him couldn't see it.
The big man couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw such a "cool and handsome" person suddenly appear in the crowd. After all, Lang Yixing was 1.89 meters tall, and although he was wearing a suit without showing his muscles, he was a boxer after all. The man could intuitively feel that he couldn't beat the man opposite him.
"You, tsk, I didn't do anything to him! Why are you swearing?"
Lang Yixing laughed in a very amusing way, then stretched out his hand and hit the big man somewhere, causing him to scream in pain and let go. When he let go, he grabbed Lang Zhi by the waistband of his pants and clamped him under his arm.
"Hey, I'll pick up your son and swing him around a few times, do you agree? If you agree, I'll allow you to curse back. How about it? Do you want to try it?"
The big man's mouth twitched when he heard this. He hadn't even realized how he let go of his hand just now, and the pain hadn't subsided yet. He was just letting this man swing his son based on his strength? Unless he was sick!
Then everyone saw the arrogant man just now walking away with his son in disgrace. Before leaving, he even said he was going to buy Haagen-Dazs ice cream, which made everyone laugh. This was a typical escape.
Then Lang Yixing took his son and walked to the front of the car owner to ask for ice cream. He looked so matter-of-fact that the parents around him couldn't help but laugh. Some male parents even whistled a few times: "Brother, you are awesome! That move just now was so cool! I was wondering why this kid didn't cry after being treated like that. You must have taught him well as a father!"
Lang Yixing nodded without any discomfort: "Yes, I usually do my best to teach him." This sentence made Lang Zhi, who was being held by him, roll his eyes and kick his legs.
A little girl behind them couldn't help but look at Lang Zhi with envy: "Little brother, your dad is really strong, my dad can't hold me for so long with one hand!"
The male god Xiao Langzhi twitched his mouth when he heard this. What is there to be envious of? If you want to come, come first. My waist hurts!
When Lang Yixing was walking back with the ice cream in his right hand and his own son in his left hand, he saw the male god Pi standing outside the crowd. At this moment, the guy was looking at him with an expression of "you have guts", probably because he was indignant after hearing what he had just said.
So President Lang stopped, turned back and bought another ice cream from the car owner, and this time asked Lang Zhi to hold it. When they walked in front of Pi Qinghua, Lang Yixing shook his left hand, and Lang Zhi, who was held in the ice cream, consciously handed the ice cream to his second father.
"Second Dad, this tastes great! And you don't have to pay for it!"
Pi Qinghua took a deep breath as he looked at this speechless scene. "Son, what you should be entangled with now is not the money, but why you didn't resist when you were being clamped all the way, okay? ! My heart is so broken! What just happened? !