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We went with Shun to his house. Not far from the road was the alley in front of the gate. Walking down the hill for a hundred meters, the houses on the west side of the road had the same layout as the usual tile-roofed houses, so there was no need for further explanation. When we went in, the old and simple wife had already served up the dishes. When we entered the courtyard, Leng Wuzui's elder brother and his wife followed behind us. Not only that, they also brought two children with them.

When I saw this, I was confused. Something was not right. Leng Wuzui went home first to greet his big brother. That was the first point. The second point was that apart from the old tutor, he was the head of the family. Although the matter of eating wasn't too big, he should also be the one to treat the meal. However, in reality, not only did he not treat us to dinner, he even told us that Old Man Leng had returned. In the end, Old Man Wu came to treat us to a meal, obviously because the boss wasn't willing to pay for it, so he left the matter of treating us to a meal to Old Man. It was unknown if the old fool found it hard to decline or if he was just as silly as his name and directly took over the job. Of course, this wasn't the end. Not only was the boss here, he was also dragging his family along with him, just like a wolf.

The eldest son's wife raised her head and saw the old beggar as soon as she entered the door. Then, she pointed at him and shouted, "Aiya, number two, what's wrong with you? Why did you let a beggar enter?" Her voice was sharp and high-pitched, not at all like a patient's. Then why did the boss say she was sick, I think he still wanted Leng Wujie to pay for it.

The old fool had walked to the front, but when he heard his eldest son's wife call out to him, he hurriedly turned his head and asked, "Eldest Sister-in-Law, what's wrong?"

"Aren't you afraid of being pounced on by poverty? Hurry up and throw him out! "

I was immediately angered when I heard this. Why is this woman's mouth so broken? It's not like the old beggar entered your house. Why are you staring at him like that!? And still pouncing on poverty? Aren't you looking for something to say?

I looked at the old beggar. The old beggar was very indifferent, he looked up at the sky, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating. It was as if he didn't hear me. I thought to myself that the old beggar really did have you. If it was me, I would definitely be busy looking for a hole to hide in.

The old fool looked at Leng Wuzui. It was obvious that he was at a loss as to what to do. Leng Wuzui hurriedly walked over when he saw this and said, "This is my friend. Let him stay." Then, as if she was afraid her eldest son's wife would continue to gossip, she hurriedly added, "Eldest sister-in-law, are you feeling better?"

"Ol 'Three, what are you saying? Where did I get my disease from? Are you cursing me?"

I frowned and sucked in my breath. I wondered if there was something wrong with this woman's head. I was still sighing with emotion. I didn't expect that after she said 'old beggar' and 'extraordinary cold', she would start charging towards me.

"This young lad looks quite spirited, but how did his forehead end up like that?"

I subconsciously touched my forehead. The old beggar turned his head and looked at me, waiting to see what you would do. I really did hold back my anger. I didn't provoke anyone, so why did you say that I was the one who came? You really are lying down and getting shot. When he came here, Leng Wuzui said that his big brother is hard to deal with, but I think his sister-in-law is even harder to deal with. How is this a thorny head? She's simply a mad dog. I finally understood the old man's difficulties. Who doesn't have a headache when they have such a person at home?

At this moment, the old man could no longer bear to watch and said, "How are you speaking from the boss' house? At the very least, you're a guest, you don't behave like one."

His eldest son's wife stopped talking, but his eldest brother walked over and pulled two little girls along as he said, "Come, come, come, let's call you Third Uncle. Third Uncle will give you a greeting gift." The two children surrounded the transcendent, pulling at their clothes and calling her uncle.

This move was too ruthless. Although it was a bit vulgar, there was nothing to criticize about it.

What I wanted to express was, the big boss and his family are just like what Leng Wuzui said, too troublesome to deal with. Boss in particular, in our local terms, is like a crafty thief. If you don't get it, you are a scumbag. You are the kind of person who would throw things away if you didn't go out to pick them up.

At the dining table, the eldest son's wife was busy cooking for the child. We drank and chatted, and the atmosphere was just fine. When we were about to drink, a voice came from outside the door, "Eight-eyed (Boss has a scar on each of his left eye), I know you're hiding old fool's house, hurry up and return the three thousand yuan."

Hearing that, the boss stood up and was about to leave when a person stood at the entrance to the courtyard. His back was ramrod straight, his mouth was almost pointing up to the sky, and a large tuft of beard was fluttering in the wind. It was the boss mentioned earlier. The boss probably saw the boss sitting at the table, so he walked over with big strides. Since the boss was sitting slightly away from the door, it was easy to see him from the outside.

The boss panicked when he saw the boss walk over. He almost tripped over the chair he was sitting on. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and walked over.

"How can you be like this, chasing after your butt everyday to collect debts!" Isn't it just three thousand yuan? Do you think I can hide from you? " the boss complained.

"I don't know who you are. We previously said that once things were done, we would immediately pay. You've already dragged it on for more than 20 days."

"Shh, shh, lower your voice …!" The boss suddenly lowered his voice and said. So I didn't hear anything they said.

After a while, the boss left. However, when he left, he looked into the house and shouted, "Eight-eyed man, hurry up and sell that thing of mine. After selling it, hurry up and give me the money!"

I thought to myself, Grandson, just pretend. This last throat is obviously for us to hear, who knows what kind of trick he might have committed.

After the eldest son came back, his wife kept asking him what money she owed, so the eldest said nothing about men, but the woman didn't ask, so he gave it up. I wanted to know too, but it was hard for the guests to ask about the master's family, so I didn't ask.

We chatted for a while longer. Leng Wudi looked at the atmosphere and stood up to look at the old man and his two brothers, saying, "Dad, big brother, second brother, I actually came home for a reason. "I've thought about it for a long time, and I feel that there are some things that I can't hide from. Since I can't hide from them, I'll have to brace myself and do them." After saying that, Leng Wuzui paused.

At this moment, everyone at the table fell silent and stared at Leng Wuzui. They probably didn't know what he was up to, except for me and the old beggar. In the end, it was the old man who spoke up, "Third child, sit down. If you have something to say, just say it. You're not an outsider."

"Alright, then I'll be bold to say it!" "I want to bury my mother again."

"What?" Everyone, including the old gramps, was shocked. The atmosphere instantly turned to ice as they all stared at the ethereal figure, unsure of what he was up to.

Suddenly, Big Boss slammed the table and roared, "No, Mother has only been buried in the ground for a few days and the grave has not even been dried yet. You have to touch her, definitely not."

The boss' reaction was quite normal. How could someone move the soil when their loved ones had just been buried? In the countryside, the excuse was that the ancestors were uneasy. If they were uneasy, they would go home and cause trouble.

The old fool quickly echoed, "Big Brother is right. You are indeed going a little beyond what you should be doing. Feng Shui was the one who saw my mother's grave. No problem, why do you have to touch it?"

His eldest son's wife had finally found a topic to say, so she quickly added, "Third Bro, it's not that I'm talking to you, but that you're doing this in the wrong. You'll get your retribution, and you'll be struck by lightning."

When I heard my eldest son's wife's words, I had a headache. The same reasoning can be said in several ways, but you chose the most annoying way, so you can be considered a talent.

The old gramps actually didn't say anything, so everyone turned their gazes to him. As long as he rejected the idea outright, I guess that Leng Wuzui would have a hard time handling this matter. However, the old man seemed to be reasonable and said after thinking, "This matter needs to be carefully considered. Something bad might happen." Third child, if you don't have any other reasons, I think you should just stay put. "

"That's right, that's right, father is right." Lao Wu's attitude immediately changed as he looked at Leng Wuzui and asked, "Third brother, why do you have to bury our mother again?"

"I won't beat around the bush. I chose this path because I was hit by the Yin Bow. I almost lost my life last time."

Before Leng Wuzui could finish his sentence, the entire table, with the exception of me and the old beggar, let out an "ah" sound. I think that part of the reason was because they had heard about the power of the Yin Bow, but they did not know that it could actually kill someone, and the other part was because the Yin Bow could have hit a member of their family. According to local etiquette, when they went down the well, the filial son should have knelt by the side of the coffin and cried.

Leng Xiao saw their shocked expressions, but did not stop and continued, "Actually, what I said about the reburial wasn't very accurate either. I just opened Mom's grave, took out my Yin Bow and burned it …"

After saying that, I remembered that the words' here 'caused a painting on the back wall to fall down with a' hualala 'sound, startling everyone present. It was a large chart of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, more than two meters long and about one and a half meters wide. It was a very long map in the countryside, sometimes of the God of Fortune, sometimes of the Old Man of the South Pole. At that moment, I reacted. Something happened, and my forehead reacted. I quickly raised my head to look, and saw that a figure had slipped behind a piece of paper while sticking to the plaster wall. The drawing paper, on the other hand, overlapped with the painting of the Eight Immortals, I think, and so the painting of the Eight Immortals had fallen off and brought the nail down with it, so that one side of the painting on the wall had fallen off the wall and was swaying there with a wheezing sound. However, there was no wind at the moment, so who was that fleeting figure?

Leng Wuzui looked at me as if he wanted me to give him an explanation.

I said it's okay, you go on. That was why Leng Wuzui continued, "As long as you burn that Yin Bow, you can just place another one. "Of course, this can only be done at night …"

Before Leng Wuzui could finish his words, a beer bottle suddenly rolled out from under the table. Something strange happened while the beer bottle was rolling at the door. There was no wind, but it kept spinning.