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Chapter 227: Chapter 229 Pants Fall Down_1
"I was in a hurry to pee, so I came out to sort it out, why did you hit me?" Tan Zhongzhong complained.
It’s quite normal for a man to find a corner to relieve himself, right? His choice of location just wasn’t very good, but there’s no rule saying you can’t pee under someone else’s window, is there?
Tan Zhenghong couldn’t help but clench his teeth in frustration, and now the culprit had the nerve to accuse him first. Have you no shame?
"So Third Boss likes to squat unlike the rest of us," Tan Zhenghong mocked.
Tan Zhongzhong coughed unnaturally a few times: "Didn’t I suddenly get a stomachache? Squatting for a bit, is it wrong to squat down?"
"Then what were you doing picking at the paper of my window?" Tan Zhenghong’s fists were clenched again; he just wanted to hit someone!
Tan Zhongzhong couldn’t find another excuse and his face turned the color of liver.
At this unfortunate moment, his trousers betrayed him.
In those days, they hadn’t invented elastic bands yet, so they just used a rope tied around the waist. Just now, when Tan Zhongzhong reached into his waistband, he untied the drawstring.
He had tried to dodge Tan Zhenghong’s fist, and the movement was too big, leading to a tragic incident.
His pants fell down, taking his underwear with them, right down to his heels.
Tan Zhenghong reacted quickly, immediately shutting the window; he certainly didn’t want his wife to see such a mess.
Qiao Duo’er looked at the window that almost hit her nose and pouted, but she was also relieved; she found Tan Zhongzhong disgusting.
She secretly thought that a lazy bum like Tan Zhongzhong must be as thin as a matchstick...
Outside, Tan Zhongzhong’s face turned red as he hurriedly pulled up his pants.
He had just managed to pull his pants up when a barrage of punches came his way. If it weren’t for the fact that murder was illegal, Tan Zhenghong would have really liked to stab Tan Zhongzhong to death at that moment.
There are many shameless people in the world, but there’s only one like Tan Zhongzhong.
Meanwhile, Qiao Duo, bored out of her mind, picked up an album and flipped through it casually, with Tan Zhongzhong’s pleas for mercy filling her ears.
This time Tan Zhenghong was truly furious, and he wasn’t holding back in the beating.
On a regular day, Tan Zhongzhong only did some farm work, and being beaten by Tan Zhenghong was his lot in life.
During this, someone from the Li Clan peaked through the opened window.
Hmph, she had gone through the tough ordeal of pregnancy, nearly losing her life to give birth, and for what?
Wasn’t it all for the continuation of the Tan Family’s lineage? Yet Tan Zhongzhong had the audacity to crouch in a corner!
All she wanted to say was to beat him good, and if he died, he would have brought it upon himself!
So she took a look and then closed the window, wrapping her arms around her child to sleep.
Time passed, the Zhou Family lit their lantern, and people from the Main Room came over. After a group persuaded him, Tan Zhenghong was still reluctant to let Tan Zhongzhong off the hook.
If he had really done something today, would he have any face left to see people in the future?
Especially his wife, whose reputation would be completely ruined!
Qiao Duo’er, boiling with rage, decided to open the window to catch some cool air and called for Tan Zhenghong to come back.
"Fourth Boss, he didn’t really see anything. Just give him a good beating as a lesson, and also make him compensate for the window paper," Qiao Duo’er instructed indifferently.
Now windows were pasted with paper, and the hole Tan Zhongzhong created rendered the window paper unusable.
That’s when Tan Zhenghong’s anger subsided; he understood his wife’s intention.
It wasn’t worth it to land in prison for such a scumbag.
Eager to avoid further beating, Tan Zhongzhong quickly said, "Third Boss, I’ll pay you for the window paper right away!"
After he spoke, he took out Five Wen Money from his sleeve pocket. Five Wen Money was more than enough to buy a sheet of window paper.
But what did he care about that? As long as Tan Zhenghong stopped hitting him, he was content.
