Qiao Tianchang also looked at Jiang Ying deeply because of his words, with a very sarcastic smile on his lips, but Jiang Ying didn't see all this.
Jiang Ying ate something and went back to his room. After he left, Qiao Moshang suddenly announced: "I think how we usually treat Uncle Jiang can be used to deal with him."
They were usually much more crazy than the real Jiang Ying, but they were not as reserved and reserved as they were now.
Ning Mengyao's movements stiffened for a moment, and she looked at Qiao Mo Shang: "Shang'er, what else do you want to do? Haven't you had enough fun?"
"Of course I haven't had enough fun."
Ning Mengyao took a deep breath, looked at him and said helplessly: "Okay, then you can continue playing, just don't kill people by playing with them." Ning Mengyao's attitude showed that she had no feelings for Qiao Mo. Shame on their indulgence.
Qiao Moshang laughed heartily: "Don't worry, Mom, we will definitely not kill anyone, but is Uncle Jiang Jiang okay?"
When Qiao Mo Shang asked, Qiao Tianchang's face suddenly turned dark. Only Qiao Mo Feng knew what was going on. He said, "The other person is fine. Don't worry. He will get better soon. Tomorrow You’ll probably wake up.”
"That's good."
After Jiang Ying returned to the room, the expression on his face changed. He thought about it, wrote a letter and sent it off.
This letter was intercepted before it left the general's mansion.
Qiao Tianchang looked at the letter in his hand and sneered. He couldn't bear it after only one day? It seems that the son and others should be allowed to have fun with others. I really thought that the Prime Minister of the General's Office would come and leave whenever he wanted.
"Shang'er, please entertain the guests well. After all, the visitors are guests. Although the guests do not act like guests, our hosts cannot live without the appearance of hosts." Qiao Tianchang said with a sneer.
Qiao Moshang nodded heavily: "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely make him unforgettable for the rest of his life."
With Qiao Tianchang's normality, Qiao Moshang was a blatant bully, and it was natural for him to bully others.
Sure enough, starting from the second day, Qiao Moshang and the others used endless methods, and they knocked people out in just half a day.
Qiao Moshang and others gathered around the fainted person, feeling very disgusted: "You fainted now?"
"Sure enough, Uncle Jiang is still the best."
"That's right, Brother Shang, what should we do now? Are we going to let people bask in the sun here?" Xiao Mu asked curiously, looking at the people on the ground.
Qiao Moshang's eyes rolled around, and then he laughed sinisterly: "Of course not, I have something good to show you."
Several children looked at the pills in Qiao Mo Shang's hand with curiosity in their eyes: "Brother Shang, what is this? Is it medicine?"
"no."
"What is that?"
"It's just a fruit."
"Fruit? What can fruit be used for?" The children became even more curious. What could make him so excited must not be an ordinary fruit, right
Qiao Mo Shang laughed: "Don't worry, you will know when the time comes."
Qiao Moshang said as he crushed the fruit in his hand and spread it on Jiang Ying's face.
With several children far away, Qiao Mo Shang looked there with bright eyes.
Soon they saw a small black spot on the face of the fainted person, then two, and then more and more.
The children looked at it carefully and immediately shrank their necks: "Brother Shang, there are so many ants? He won't be bitten to death, right?"
"No, the person may be about to wake up." And this person must have a mask on his face. Even if he is bitten, it won't hurt much.
Sure enough, not long after Qiao Moshang said this, the person woke up and then started scratching his face.
"Ah... it hurts. What's going on? Why are there so many ants?" Jiang Ying said angrily while scratching.
"Uncle Jiang, you were lying on the ground just now. There are so many ants on the ground, they will definitely crawl on you." Qiao Moshang said seriously.
"yes."
Jiang Ying ignored them, got up from the ground and ran away.
When Qiao Moshang saw that his face was scratched, he couldn't help shouting from behind: "Uncle Jiang, your face is scratched, why isn't it bleeding