This also made it easier for the father and son to get started.

Soon, the father and son arrived at the door of Zhang's house, and the two found a place to squat.

Chen Cheng squatted in his father's arms, the two borrowed grass to cover their bodies, Chen Cheng's eyes were full of excitement, and he asked Chen Li beside him in a low voice.

"Dad, will Zhang Jinhu come out later?"

"Yes." Chen Li replied without hesitation.

The whole Zhang family has a habit of going out to the door at night for a walk, no matter how cold it is, speaking of which, this can be regarded as a quirk of the Zhang family.

With his father's assurance, Chen Cheng also believed in his father and waited patiently. After fifteen minutes, Chen Cheng held Chen Li's hand, suppressed his excitement, and said in a low voice: "Dad, he came out, came out." ”

The little guy's eyes were sparkling and he was very excited.

Chen Li rubbed his son's plush hair and said, "Wait here." ”

As he spoke, Chen Li took the snakeskin bag and bent over quickly.

At the door of Zhang's house, Zhang Jinhu was strolling, thinking of Chen Cheng's slap by his grandmother today, he was happy, but unfortunately, he couldn't get his car back.

He had wanted the car for a long time, but his parents and grandparents refused to buy it for him.

He didn't have a car, why did Chen Cheng have it, the car had already been in his hands, and he had to return it.

Zhang Jinhu felt unwilling no matter how he thought about it.

It's all to blame for that old immortal.

Zhang Jinhu cursed in a low voice, and tomorrow he will go to block the old immortal grandson.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jinhu had a little more smile on his face.

But at the moment when he turned around, someone behind him suddenly restrained his limbs, and a piece of cloth quickly stuffed into his mouth just when he opened his mouth and was about to scream.

Then a snakeskin bag fell from the sky and lassoed him.

Chen Li grabbed Zhang Jinhu, immediately walked in the direction where his son was, and walked a little farther with his son.

At this time, Zhang Jinhu in the snakeskin bag was uncomfortable.

He struggled, but he was confined in a snakeskin bag, and he wanted to scream, but with a cloth in his mouth, he couldn't scream.

And when Chen Cheng went to trap Zhang Jinhu, his little fist kept holding until Chen Li caught Zhang Jinhu. The excitement in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

After walking a distance, Chen Li threw Zhang Jinhu on the ground, and then gave Chen Cheng a "hit him" look.

Chen Cheng paused, really, is it really possible?

Chen Li clenched his fists and cheered for his son.

Chen Cheng remembered Zhang Jinhu's arrogance on weekdays, remembered that Zhang Jinhu robbed his car today, Zhang Jinhu's grandmother slapped him, and remembered that Zhang Jinhu said that he was going to block his sister.

Chen Cheng, who was originally a little hesitant, no longer hesitated.

He clenched his fists, and the raindrop-like little fists fell on Zhang Jinhu through the snakeskin bag, and in order to protect his son's little hands, Chen Li also put gloves on his son.

Chen Cheng is not a person who likes to fight, and he doesn't want Zhang Jinhu to do anything, but for Zhang Jinhu, he just breathes a sigh of relief in his heart.

Now, this breath can be regarded as venting.

Through the snakeskin bag, the two could hear Zhang Jinhu's muffled snort.

Chen Cheng punched a few times, then stopped, signaling to his father that he was okay.

Chen Li touched his chin, a little disappointed, only a few punches, it was still too cheap Zhang Jinhu.

Does he want to make up for a few kicks?

Chen Li analyzed the possibility of mending his feet, but in the face of his son, he thought about it or forget it. He can't make a bad impression on his son.