When Bai Yu was invited into Bai Shan's room, Man Bao was giving them injections.

They were lying on the bed, there was charcoal burning in the room, it was not very cold, they had needles stuck in their heads, their eyes were closed tightly, there were no injuries on their faces, but they looked quite serious when they were lying down.

Zhou Lang came in behind and said immediately: "Master Bai, you have also seen that Shanbao and the others are really injured, and they are quite injured. Although it is not visible on the outside, they are injured on the inside. You see,

You see, there is congestion in my head, and I can only rely on acupuncture to remove the congestion."

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang closed their eyes tightly.

Zhou Lang said with experience: "They complained of headache and dizziness when they came back yesterday. Erlang also said that his back hurt. After asking carefully, it turned out that the second young master of the house kicked him on the waist. He almost couldn't stand up. You

Do you want to take a look at the injury on his waist?"

Bai Yu looked at the two teenagers lying on the bed with some doubts. Just as he was about to take a look, Mr. Zhuang, who was sitting next to him, coughed lightly, stood up and saluted, "Mr. Bai, the two children need to rest."

, if we have anything to say, we might as well go to the front hall and talk."

Bai Yu had never seen Mr. Zhuang before, so he hesitated and said: "This is..."

Zhou Lang immediately said: "This is Mr. Zhuang, the teacher of the three of them. He is the master of the family."

Bai Yu knew that Bai Shan had a teacher, the kind who would tuck the teacher behind the door after serving tea.

Masters and fathers, here, Mr. Zhuang is indeed more in charge than his distant cousin. Of course, the meaning is obvious. This is Bai Shan and their parents. If you have anything, you can talk to him.

Bai Yu thought for a while, bowed slightly to Mr. Zhuang, and followed him to the front hall.

To Bai Shan and Bai Cheng, he could teach them a lesson as an elder, but when parents came forward, it would be unfair for him to go beyond Mr. Zhuang and lecture them.

Before Bai Yulin went out, he glanced at the two teenagers lying on the bed again, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was very suspicious.

Last night he interrogated the boy who followed Bai Ning, but he said that three of them beat one of his sons yesterday. His son was beaten while being suppressed. How could he have suffered internal injuries?

As soon as Bai Yu went out, Man Bao stood on tiptoes and took a look outside, then immediately jumped over and closed the door.

Bai Shan quietly opened his eyes and took a look, and immediately shouted: "Quick, quick, quick, pull out the needle on my head."

Bai Erlang also lowered his voice and shouted: "There is still me, there is still me."

Man Bao went to pull out the needles for them and said, "Don't worry, I didn't stab you randomly."

But Bai Shan still refused to accept the needling of a needle in his head. Even if it didn't hurt, he still couldn't get over it.

After pulling out the needle, the three of them quietly gathered next to the window and looked out through the gap. "What do you guys think, sir, will you do?"

Bai Shan encouraged Man Bao to attend, "You didn't pretend to be sick just now. You can go and have a look."

Man Bao also wanted to go, so he quietly opened the door and slipped out.

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang, who were ignored, leaned against the window and stared for a long time. They didn't see anything, so they could only go back to bed and lie down.

Bai Erlang despised Bai Ning's behavior and said: "If you can't beat him, just complain to the adults. The adults even come to visit him. His character is so bad. We will never play with him in the future."

Bai Shan nodded in agreement.

They had many fights when they were in Qili Village. Of course, most of the time they were the ones beating others, and the villagers in the village would not come looking for them at that time.

Similarly, if they are beaten occasionally, their parents will not come to their homes.

Unless your husband calls you a parent, such children's fights are usually resolved by yourself.

Man Bao sneaked into the front hall, lay beside the door and listened quietly.

Zhou Lijun brought tea out of the kitchen, passed her as if she couldn't see her, and went directly into the front hall to serve tea.

Zhou Lang followed Bai Yu into the front hall. He was afraid that Mr. Zhuang would be embarrassed and suffer a loss. Besides, he was also one of the parents, so he naturally had to be present.

Bai Yu's expression was normal, but as soon as he entered the door, he described the miserable condition of his son. Not only was his nose and face swollen after being beaten, he also had a lot of bruises and bruises on his body.

Of course, Bai Yu generously stated that he was not here to settle scores. After all, the three children were brothers of the same race.

He was just a little curious about why they were fighting. Bai Yu glanced at Zhou Lang opposite him and said, "The three brothers are all named Bai. They should be on the same page. They got along well before. Bai really can't think of it."

Why did they suddenly start fighting when they came out? I heard that the young lady of the Zhou family was also among them?"

This is suspicion that Man Bao is sowing discord.

Zhou Lang raised his eyebrows and was about to tell his second son that he was trying to frame his sister. Mr. Zhuang coughed lightly, and Zhou Lang's open mouth closed again.

Mr. Zhuang motioned to Bai Yu to drink tea. After he drank the tea, he said, "Didn't Mr. Bai ask Mr. Ling?"

Bai Yu said: "I asked, but the child only cried, saying that he had a quarrel with the three of them, and then started to fight. But I thought, they are brothers of the same race, no matter what, they can't be three

Hit someone and beat them like that, right?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and said, "Master Bai, I don't know. It's hard for me to talk about the rights and wrongs of your family, let alone the children. Otherwise, you can go back and ask Mr. Ling."

Zhou Lang finally couldn't hold back his words at this moment and said: "Mr. Bai, our Zhou family is from a mud-legged background, but we also have a clean family background. My sister also grew up holding it in the palm of her hand. If there is something wrong in your house,

If you don't like our family, you can just turn people away, but if you welcome guests in, then bully them, what's going on?"

Bai Yu was startled, his mind was spinning, and he denied: "Impossible, how old is my son, and how old is Miss Zhou? How could he bully her?"

Zhou Lang was still confused, but Mr. Zhuang suddenly lowered his face and said: "Mr. Bai, please be careful, Zhou Lang doesn't mean that. Why don't you go back and ask Young Master Ling? Second Young Master refuses to tell, what's the reason in his courtyard?"

People will always know, right? Bai Shan and Bai Cheng also have innocent hearts. Seeing that their senior sister has been wronged, and it is because of them, they will naturally be more angry."

"But Mr. Bai is right. No matter what, fighting is always wrong. So after they recover from their injuries, I will force them to come to apologize and punish them severely. I will also give an explanation to the second young master in the house."

Bai Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, Erlang bullied Zhou Man, but was it because of Bai Shan and Bai Cheng?

He was confused, but seeing that Mr. Zhuang had already served tea to see off the guests, he couldn't stay any longer, so he had to stand up and leave.

Man Bao, who was hiding outside the door, snuck into the kitchen and ran out after everyone left, "Mr.——"
Chapter completed!