Chapter 0091 Knock to the forehead to bleed

Thinking of this, Zhang Xinghe stiffened his head and went out, and without waiting for Zhang Yiming to speak, he stepped forward on his knees, hugged his father's legs and cried.

While crying, he sincerely admitted his mistake: "Dad, Dad." Daddy! The son knew he was wrong. ”

"A son should not indulge the Hu family and only care about his mother's family, let alone indulge the Hu family to be disrespectful to his mother."

Zhang Yiming: "......" Huh? The posture of a cheap son, how should Brother Jean, who has never been a father, deal with it?

Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

Zhang Xinghe saw that his father didn't speak, thinking that he was not angry.

continued to cry: "Dad, Xinghe is your and mother's own son!" Beg dad to give his son another chance. ”

"My son will change in the future, and he will strictly discipline the Hu family in the future, so that she can be a qualified daughter-in-law, honor her father and mother, and love her brothers and sisters."

"Dad, don't kick your son out."

Zhang Yiming: "...... what is this?"

Brother didn't say a word, what did this kid make up in his brain?

Seeing that his father still didn't speak, Zhang Xinghe bit his teeth and was ruthless, so he knocked his head: "Knock knock." ”

"Dad, if you dislike your son for being useless, if you are angry in your heart, you will directly throw it at your son, but don't drive your son out."

"Son, please!"

As he spoke, he continued to kowtow and weep bitterly.

Hu Shi listened to Zhang Xinghe's words, and he was also in tears, without saying a word, silently following his man and kowtowing hard.

Zhang Yiming listened to the unadulterated movement of his cheap son and his wife, and only felt a headache on his forehead.

The hand on the chin was slowly lowered, and the man looked at the two of them silently, keeping his face tense and not speaking.

Although he was a university professor in his previous life, he is also a master of the academy in this life.

Combined, he Zhang Yiming doesn't know how many young students he has educated?

But in his previous life and present life, he had never educated his 'pro' son, and in the face of such a scene, Zhang Yiming couldn't change for a while.

Facing the expressionless father, Zhang Xinghe's hearts were always hanging high, and they couldn't let go.

The husband and wife burst into tears and continued to kowtow, not even daring to glance at Zhang Yiming from the corner of their eyes.

"Daddy."

Zhang Qiubai supported the Lin family, and seeing that the second brother and his father were like this, his father didn't speak, so he couldn't help but shout softly.

Zhang Yiming, who was entangled in his heart, listened to the boss's voice and looked at the boss slightly.

There was no expression on the elegant face: "What does the boss suggest?" ”

Zhang Qiubai held Lin's hand and shook it: "......, why didn't Dad follow the routine?"

He hurriedly waved his hand: "Dad, I think ...... I think it's appropriate for you to teach your son. ”

After speaking, he glanced at the second brother and his wife who were still kowtowing, and muttered silently in his heart:

"Second brother, it's not that my brother won't help you, it's really my father's routine, my brother doesn't understand, and I can't help you."

He helped Lin turn around and walked out, and did not forget to leave a sentence: "Dad, you are faster here, the hour is not early, my mother is afraid that she is in a hurry to eat breakfast." ”

Zhang Yiming: "......" cheap sons are so bad, no wonder the woman lives so irritable every day.

"Daddy?"

Zhang Xinghe saw that his eldest brother and sister-in-law had left, and he kowtowed so much that there were blood stains on the ground, so he shouted quietly.

"Don't knock."

Seeing this, Zhang Yiming ordered lightly.

Zhang Xinghe and his wife were about to knock their heads and froze in place.

After reacting to what Zhang Yiming had just said, the couple raised their heads stiffly and looked at their father with hope.

Zhang Yiming looked at the blood oozing from their foreheads, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

Zhang Xinghe and Hu's bodies trembled like chaff, and they couldn't say anything: "...... Father? ”