Qi Taiguo had already mentally prepared himself and listened to Cheng Su’s advice not to act impulsively. But even so, when he heard Zhang Jisheng had really done such a dirty thing, he lost his temper immediately.
He was a seasoned soldier; his punch, taken with anger, struck Zhang Jisheng, who was already dazed, causing him to pass out completely.
Qi Taiguo still wasn’t satisfied, so he slapped him twice more, swelling Zhang’s face, and only then did he leave, slamming the door as he went home.
It was imaginable how Qi Fenglian reacted when she got home and saw the situation; she screamed immediately.
But she woke Zhang Jisheng, who was babbling, and assumed he was just drunk. Yet the room was such a mess, with the table overturned; she couldn’t tell if it was from a fight or because of Zhang Jisheng’s drunkenness. Qi Taiguo had already left, so she could only let it go.
Qi Taiguo returned home, barely holding on to clarity, and collapsed, cursing, "Zhang Jisheng, that bastard!"
Cheng Su didn’t understand the situation but attended to him first.
The next day, she received a call from her Elder Sister and was shocked.
When Qi Taiguo returned from the morning drill, she asked, "Did you hit Zhang Jisheng?"
Qi Taiguo’s face turned cold, "He deserved it, that good-for-nothing, bastard, damn it."
Cheng Su was stunned; after all these years of marriage, it was the first time she had heard Qi Taiguo curse like this, and suddenly she formed an idea in her mind.
"Did Zhang Jisheng really do it?" she asked tentatively.
Qi Taiguo said coldly, "At first, he wouldn’t admit it no matter what. But after downing two bottles of baijiu, he started confessing under the influence, damn it."
Cheng Su suddenly felt nauseous.
"Did you tell Elder Sister?"
Qi Taiguo gave a bitter smile, "How could I dare? If I really did, what would happen to her?"
"Then, what about Zhang Jisheng?" Cheng Su asked again.
"I don’t know about that piece of trash. If he had any self-awareness, he’d know what to do from now on. Bastard, garbage!" Qi Taiguo was furious as he cursed and walked towards the bathroom.
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Zhang Jisheng woke up from his drunken state and found his face swollen like a pig’s head and couldn’t help but cry out.
"Drink, drink a couple of shots of horse urine, and you get yourself a blue nose and a swollen face. Zhang Jisheng, you really are something!" Qi Fenglian came over with a couple of hot boiled eggs and pressed them against his face.
Zhang Jisheng stared blankly, letting her roll the eggs on his face and asked dumbly, "Fell, fell and got it?"
How could that be possible? At home, could you fall like this? More like being beaten up!
"Who knows with you guys, if it’s not from falling, did you and your brother-in-law get into a fight?" Qi Fenglian said irritably.
Zhang Jisheng’s heart skipped a beat as he recalled last night’s events, but he couldn’t remember anything.
"Did I hit Taiguo?" He could only ask Qi Fenglian.
"With your build, you could beat Taiguo? More like he would beat you." Qi Fenglian snorted.
He hit me!
In Zhang Jisheng’s memory, a flash of an image seemed to pass by; Qi Taiguo had hit him.
Why did he hit him?
Did he say something? Was he drunk?
Yes, only being drunk would make him not remember anything that happened. So what did he say to anger Qi Taiguo?
Did he mention that thing? Oh God, if he did, it would be strange if Qi Taiguo didn’t hit him, he might even kill him!
It’s over, it’s over, he must have said it, how else would a fall be so serious?
Zhang Jisheng’s face turned pale with regret and remorse, cursing alcohol, that harmful thing. If he had known, he wouldn’t have drunk it. Now what? Did he spill the secret or not?