Xie Qingshou suddenly kicked Wang Yuchun in the butt. After kicking Wang Yuchun to the ground, Xie Qingshou beat him mercilessly.

Wang Yuchun rolled on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and cried for a while.

People who were enjoying the cool breeze rushed over and took a closer look, oh, Wang Yuchun was beaten up!

Almost everyone's face flashed with joy, but everyone was hiding well. They broke up with each other without pain or itch in their mouths, but none of them came into action. They wanted Xie Qing to stop and take action more ruthlessly.

Xie Qing stopped, but his anger did not stop: "Wang Yuchun! You clearly saw those two bastards standing at my doorstep. You dare not go home, so why don't you tell me! Isn't this obvious thing to let me die?"

Wang Yuchun said aggrievedly: "I told you, you didn't hear it."

"What did you tell me? It's like a puzzle, let me guess?! You saw it and called the police, but what did you do?"

Wang Yuchun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "What if I say that those two people take revenge on me?"

Wang Yuchun deliberately said loudly, as if he was telling the bad guys hidden in the dark - he discovered you himself, not what I told him.

Xie Qingshou was angry and laughed: "If you were like this in the War of Resistance Against Japan, you would definitely be the first to be a traitor."

Wang Yuchun didn't care. He stood up slowly and said slowly: "A person only lives this time, of course he will do whatever he feels comfortable."

"No wonder your two children ignore you!" Xie Qingshou shouted at his back: "You are only living for yourself, and you are alone in the end!"

Wang Yuchun didn't respond. However, as soon as the next morning, news of Xie Qing taking over the beating of good people would spread on the streets.

What if he doesn't care! It's because of him, Xie Qingshou did not catch the bad guy. Even if he beat Wang Yuchun, he was still not relieved.

My waist hurt a little, maybe it was twisting just now, so he didn't care. Xie Qing took back his home in Dongerxiang, picked up Xie Jing's book, sniffed, and suddenly smelled a strong smell of gasoline. I was so nervous just now that I didn't smell anything. Could it be that the motorcycle leaked oil?

Xie Qing closed the door and smelled it all over the place. He stepped on a plastic bottle and picked it up and smelled it. The strong smell made him sneeze and his back hurt even more. Who put paint in the bottle? Smell it again, the whole door smelled gasoline.

Xie Qing closed his scalp and spat, "This group of beasts! Want to set fire to our house?"

"dad!"

Xie Jing ran over quickly, Feng Yuzhen and Xie Hongxuan followed behind. Xie Qingshou asked in surprise: "You are not staying at home, what are you here to do?"

"I bet with my grandfather and said that you must have come back to get me a book. I'm not wrong, right?"

That's right, the Chinese textbook was caught in Xie Qingshou's armpit.

Xie Qing took over the book and handed it to his adopted son, saying, "Just make a bet, what should I do when I run out? Are you not afraid of bad people?"

"Grandpa said that there are still many people on the street now, so I went out for a walk. They planned to go for a walk in the Fuchuan River, so I bet with my grandfather, saying that you must go home and get me a book - Grandpa, give me ten dollars!"

"Yes!" Xie Qingsuo smiled bitterly and said with relief: "You know me quite well."

Xie Jing noticed something abnormal: "Dad, what's wrong with you? He's talking weakly."

Xie Qingshou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I just met the criminal and beat Wang Yuchun."

Xie Qingshou felt that his eyes were becoming more and more blurred and he was having a lot of effort to speak. He fell to the ground and no longer had the strength to stand up.

Xie Jing hurriedly helped his adoptive father up, but he touched his waist that was wet. Even in the darkness, Xie Jing could clearly see that his hands were covered with blood.

Xie Qing held a dagger in his left waist.

In the melee just now, he was blinded by anger, and had endless strength all over his body, thinking he had won. But when did this dagger penetrate his waist? Does it hurt? Did it leak a lot of blood? With the extremely nervous muscles, Xie Qingshou didn't even realize that he beat Wang Yuchun at the entrance of the alley.

Grandpa and grandma were completely panicked, and Xie Jing was also afraid to die, but he took out his adoptive father's cell phone and called out the emergency number.

The ambulance arrived soon, Xie Qingshou was carried into the car, and the whole family followed him to the hospital. Xie Qing said with great effort: "Your aunt is at home by herself, it's too dangerous..."

"My aunt is not at home, she has gone out with Teacher Li, so I'll call her now."

"Okay..." Xie Qingshou blinked tiredly.

After entering the emergency room, he took out the dagger, which was about ten centimeters. Fortunately, the dagger did not pierce any internal organs and avoided the lumbar artery. Xie Qingshou suffered only a little skin injury.

Even so, the doctor still felt incredible: "Didn't you feel the pain when you plunge so deep?"

"I felt something was wrong, but it didn't hurt very much." Xie Qing said toughly: "I'm rough and thick in skin and flesh, and I'm used to being beaten, so it doesn't hurt."

Xie Hongxuan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but nag: "You have a banditry spirit! The legs of your bike broke that time and didn't feel it hurt! Are you hit by iron?"

"It's not a stubborn attack, it's because you've been beaten up since childhood..."

"...It seems that it doesn't matter, you still have the heart to joke."

The tough guy Xie Qingshou was anxious to be discharged from the hospital. If he was in the hospital, everyone would not have a good rest. But Xie Hongxuan asked him to observe for another night. As long as he was fine, it would be okay for his family to suffer some hardship.

There was still blood from the adoptive father in the Chinese textbook, and Xie Jing wanted to cry very much. If the adoptive father didn't go back to get the book, he wouldn't be injured. But no one at home blamed him. Xie Qingshou comforted him and said, "If I hadn't brought you the book, I wouldn't have seen bad people. It's okay, I fought with them and beat them with a stick, and I breathed a sigh of relief."

That night, the family was crowded on the chair in the emergency room, feeling complicated. Xie Qingsuo snored, but as long as there was a slight sound, he immediately woke up and shouted: "Who?!"

He was very vigilant, even in his sleep, he wanted to protect his family. Xie Jing leaned against his grandfather and whispered: "Grandpa, for the first half of his life, my dad must be a war god, right?"

Xie Hongxuan remained silent, but Xie Jing couldn't bear to look at his grandfather's turbid eyes. He must have felt a lot of regret and guilt in his heart if he failed to send his second son to join the army. But it was too late to say anything now.

The sunlight woke up in the early morning, and the family took a taxi and returned to the clinic. Early in the morning, there were circles of people outside the clinic. The Xie family hurriedly pushed the crowd away and squeezed in front, but the scene in front of them stunned.

The clinic is burning.

The shops on the east side of the clinic and the fruit shop on the west side were all burned.

Xie Jing raised his head and quickly lowered his head. He didn't want to see the desperate eyes of his family.

The crying sounded over the sky and the earth came, and the sound of the fire truck also went from far to near. Xie Jing was at a loss, while Xie Qingyun said calmly: "Xie Jing, you go to school first."

"But……"

"Nothing but..." Xie Qingyun took out two dollars from his pocket: "Go to the school gate to buy a cake."

"Aunt..." Xie Jing also decided to become strong, although he still had a crying voice in his voice: "My schoolbag is still inside..."
Chapter completed!