Huang Tianxiang looked confused. If Zhang Tiezhu hadn't been twitching violently and foaming from the corners of his mouth, he would have suspected that Zhang Tiezhu was deceiving him.
"It's strange... Hu brother Ma, can you speak?" Huang Tianxiang asked in confusion.
"Uuuuuuuuh..." Zhang Tiezhu had his smelly shoes stuffed in his mouth. How could he speak?
Moreover, even if there are no smelly shoes, I can't speak. He is smoking, what should I say?
Huang Tianxiang knelt down, held Zhang Tiezhu in his arms, and threw the smelly shoes out of his mouth. Zhang Tiezhu was so moved that he almost cried, and it had to be old Huang Renyi!
"Hudi Ma, can you speak? This mouth is crooked..." Huang Tianxiang patted Zhang Tiezhu's face. His mouth and eyes were crooked, his face was completely distorted, and he couldn't say a word.
"Hudi Ma, please say something... No, I'll try to see if I can slap your mouth straight. Just hold on tight!"
"Pa" "Pa" "Pa"......
Huang Tianxiang started to move his claws, found the right angle and started to slap Zhang Tiezhu's face violently, as if he was out of the world and returned the long-lost palm!
Start getting rough!
Huang Tianxiang was sure that Zhang Tiezhu was in good health and had not been infected by evil spirits, so he could do whatever he wanted and nothing would happen.
"Pa" "Pa" "Pa"......
"Hu brother Ma, can you open your mouth?"
"Pa" "Pa"
"Hu brother Ma, please say something!"
"Pa" "Pa" "Pa"
"Hudi Ma, are you feeling better?"
Zhang Tiezhu: "..."
Lao Huang, you beast, take the opportunity to hit me... Zhang Tiezhu stared at Huang Tianxiang with his peripheral vision, wishing he could bite him twice.
"Master Huang, Master Zhang, are you okay?" Miao Fu said weakly at the side.
"It should be fine..." Huang Tianxiang touched his chin and slapped him again.
It is now sure that Hudi Ma is not pretending, he is really having sex.
"It's weird, Miao Xiaogui, you look after him, I'll ask my grandpa..." Huang Tianxiang stood up and disappeared into green mist.
Zhang Tiezhu was very strange, and his grandfather asked him to hand over three blue books to Zhang Tiezhu. Tiger Brother Ma made rapid progress, so Huang Tianxiang thought that his grandfather must know something.
As for whether Zhang Tiezhu will die from convulsions?
Stop dreaming, it’s absolutely impossible!
Brother Tiger's horse skin is very strong, can he still be beaten to death?
...
After Huang Tianxiang left, he went straight to where his grandfather was in the middle of the night.
If it was something else, Huang Tianxiang could wait until the next day to ask, but since Zhang Tiezhu was so virtuous, he might as well bother him.
"San'er, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Mrs. Huang Santai asked in confusion.
At this time, Huang Santai and Huang Santai were drinking tea face to face. They looked at Huang Tianxiang with puzzled faces, wondering what kind of trouble it was in. It came in such a hurry in the middle of the night?
"Um... Grandma, something happened to my tiger brother Ma!" Huang Tianxiang was panting and very tired.
"Something happened? What's wrong with him?" Mr. Huang's expression turned serious, as did Mrs. Huang's expression, which suddenly became serious.
"He...he had convulsions, just like epilepsy, foaming at the mouth..." Huang Tianxiang briefly described Zhang Tiezhu's state.
"Sheep is crazy?" Mr. Huang San was stunned, then thought for a moment and asked, "Has he been poisoned?"
"Well...I checked, it shouldn't be there." Huang Tianxiang thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Then was his head lowered?" Huang Santai asked.
"This... probably doesn't exist either." Huang Tianxiang touched his chin and nodded, feeling that he shouldn't have checked wrongly.
"Did he eat anything before?" Mr. Huang San asked in confusion.
"Well...I don't know either..." Huang Tianxiang spread his hands, and Tiger Brother Ma did it as he pleased. Who knows what he ate.
"Old man, stop being so annoying, just follow me and have a look. Don't let anything happen to that kid..." Mrs. Huang Santai urged.
"Okay." Mr. Huang San nodded. He stood up slowly and looked at Huang Tianxiang: "Lead the way, San'er."
Huang Tianxiang: "..."
"Okay." Huang Tianxiang nodded and led Mr. Huang San away.
Now if you say that Zhang Tiezhu has no secrets, you won’t believe it even if you beat him to death, and his grandfather must know this secret!
However, Huang Tianxiang couldn't figure out what secrets Zhang Tiezhu would hide?
Who is his grandfather?
That is one of the great demon kings in the Northeast, and he has been canonized by the higher authorities. Do you usually hide everything from him?
On the way there, Huang Tianxiang tried to find out what was going on, but who was Mr. Huang? How could he be easily deceived?
"When the time comes, I will naturally tell you..."
Mr. Huang did not deny that Zhang Tiezhu had a secret, but openly admitted it. Anyway, this matter probably could not be kept secret for long.
"Okay..." Huang Tianxiang sighed and shook his head helplessly.
...
"Master Zhang, it's cold on the ground, why don't you get on the kang for a while?" Miao Fu said weakly and concernedly at the side.
Zhang Tiezhu returned home and had been lying on the ground for almost an hour, so Miao Fu felt that the time had come for him to be loyal!
After Huang Tianxiang left, Zhang Tiezhu's smelly shoes were stuffed into Zhang Tiezhu's mouth by Miao Fu.
no way.
Miao Fu was worried that Zhang Tiezhu would bite off his tongue!
By then, his life will be gone...
In fact, Zhang Tiezhu, who was lying on the ground and twitching, kept thinking about a question in his head. Why is it that when he sees an epileptic person, his first reaction is to stuff his shoes?
Could it be that smell can refresh your mind?
Help epilepsy patients regain consciousness?
Although Zhang Tiezhu's whole body was twitching violently, he actually didn't feel any discomfort at all. Instead, he felt comfortable all over... as if he had returned to his hometown after a long absence.
It's amazing, he can't understand why...
The next moment, two green mists, one large and one small, floated into the house and transformed into the figures of Mr. Huang Santai and Huang Tianxiang.
"Master Huang, you are back!" Miao Fu exclaimed when he saw Huang Tianxiang.
But when he saw the old man wearing a yellow robe and extraordinary appearance next to Huang Tianxiang, Miao Fu suddenly trembled, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed heavily: "I've seen... I've seen you,
Ancestor Huang!”
Mr. Huang San was stunned. The kid in front of him had been trained to be very sensible, so he nodded and said "hmm" through his nostrils.
If it were any other kid, Mr. Huang San would definitely ignore it, but he still liked such a sensible kid...
Zhang Tiezhu's whole body was twitching, he looked at Huang Tianxiang and the old man next to him with his mouth and eyes crookedly, and he screamed...
"Hu brother Ma, this is my grandpa, let him come and see why you smoke..." Huang Tianxiang said calmly: "Seeing that you are not feeling well, let's not kneel down and salute...
...make it up next time.”
Zhang Tiezhu: "?????"
Mr. Huang San: "..."
Miao Fu: "..."
If I hadn't known Zhang Tiezhu very well, I would have almost believed it... Mr. Huang Santai glanced sideways at Huang Tianxiang, but did not expose his grandson's lie to his face.
There is no way, Huang Tianxiang saves face.
Now that Zhang Tiezhu can't resist, he must forcefully regain the dignity of the Yibo Xian family.