The operation went smoothly without any suspense, and the two of them were lying on the hospital bed after more than ten hours, with Wu Fa guarding the bedside.

There is no doubt that the feet of Wu Kui's father and son have been sawed, the only difference is that Wu Kui has sawed both, and Wu Wentian has another one.

After the anesthesia, Wu Wentian kept crying, tears and snot kept dripping from his face to the pillow, and the pillow was soon soaked.

The sound of sobbing made Wu Kui upset, and he couldn't stand it, and what Tong Linlin said about the attempt to be indecent was not confirmed, but it was true, so Wu Kui's anger kept rising and scolded: "Are you crying?"

Wu Wentian was frightened by this roar, and jumped on the bed, and suddenly his already pale face became like a layer of lime.

"What are you yelling at?" Wu Fa was startled when he sat on the stool, and suddenly stood up and said.

As soon as Wu Fa opened his mouth like this, Wu Wentian's crying not only did not stop, but cried even more.

"It's all the trouble caused by this eight lambs, and I've become two bald piles now!" Wu Kui said in a local sentence.

"What's the use of complaining about these now!" Wu Fa looked a little angry, "I told you a long time ago, people are three years old, you didn't teach well when you were a child, can you regret it if something happens now?"

"Why didn't I teach when I was a child?" Wu Kui sighed, "Every time he is naughty, he is beaten by me, this has not been taught, how can it be taught?"

"You're beating, not teaching!" Wu Fa corrected, "You don't reason with him, you educate all with sticks, and now I think you are beating you very much with this guts!"

"Dad! There are talents under the stick!" Wu Kui said, "If you fought like this when I was a child, with my IQ, I would have become a big weapon now!"

"What's the big deal?" Wu Fa asked rhetorically, "There is no green smoke on our ancestral grave, don't think about those colorful and marginal things!"

Wu Kui was unconvinced: "What's wrong with the ancestral grave?

"That's also a big traitor, what is there to be proud of!" Wu Fa said, "Our ancestral tomb is unstable, and it is rare to meet nobles, and you have this achievement today can be regarded as an ancestral virtue!"

"I don't believe in those messy things, if that's the case, then Qin Shi Huang's feng shui is the best, why are there no descendants now?"

"You don't understand, feng shui takes turns, the best feng shui pipe is fifty years, the middle pipe is thirty years, and the inferior pipe is ten years, how can there be a certain feng shui pipe for hundreds or thousands of years!"

"Forget it, if you love it, believe it, I'll sleep!" Wu Kui said to his father.

Wu Fa also fell silent, only Wu Wentian was still sobbing.

Wu Kui closed his eyes, listened to his son's sobbing, where was he in the mood to sleep, turned his head and scolded: "What kind of sin did Lao Tzu create in his last life, raising you such a wreck!"

Tong Linlin looked at Wu Wentian with disdain and did not speak.

"Forget it!" Wu Fa said in a deep voice, "Is it useful to say these at this time?"

"This is also the virtue of the ancestors! The great virtue accumulated in eight generations!" Wu Kui muttered.

"What's the matter with the ancestors? Don't rely on the ancestors!" Wu Fa's face turned blue and purple because of excitement, "How many years have you not been to the ancestral tomb in your hometown, and now you still involve the ancestors! The ancestors don't owe you anything!"

"Yes, they don't owe me, I owe them!" Wu Kui raised his voice.

"You're really right!" Wu Fa said solemnly.

"That's the ancestor blames me for not sending money to burn paper to them!" Wu Kui sneered, "If I set up a few monuments for them, buy a few large sums of money to burn for them, and let them drink, pick up girls, and play mahjong every day in the underworld, this offspring will be prosperous!"

"You fart!" Wu Fa had never been so angry, "There are gods in the head and three feet above, if the ancestor knows this kind of thing, he must be angry with you!"

"Dad, they're all dead, how can I still be angry with them!" Wu Kui looked at his father's face, "Everything I have today is my own hard work, of course, the money you earned from your old man's fortune telling is the first pot of gold for me to get rich, and I have always been grateful to my heart!"

"I can't tell you!" Wu was so angry that he picked up the water on the table and drank it all.

After some arguments, Wu Kui had the upper hand, and sweat began to appear on his forehead, Tong Linlin saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly went to the bathroom to warm up a hot towel, and brought it back to wipe his forehead.

With 30 million in hand, the mood is still relatively happy, and it is taken for granted to take care of it.

"Life is still there, don't complain, after you are cured, go back to your hometown with me to live a good life!" Wu Fa looked at his son and said, not wanting to argue with him about any ancestral tombs and feng shui.

"Dad, what are you going to do when you go back to your hometown?" Wu Kui asked strangely.

"Can the ancestral grave be moved casually? nonsense!" Wu said angrily.

"There's not a single coffin board left, what's not to move!" Wu Kui disagreed.

"Don't talk to me!" Wu was angry, "I calculated a hexagram, you are destined to have a catastrophe, and you can only avoid it by going home!"

"Dad, don't fool outsiders with that thing, don't use it to deceive me, I can't escape this catastrophe, and I can't go back to my hometown!"

"Fart, it's not my deceptive thing, can you be so smooth all these years?" Wu Kui raised his voice, "Hexagram telling is a kind of traditional culture, broad and profound, with a long history, don't you talk about it!"

"Then why didn't you count my feet like this?"

"It's calculated, I haven't had time to say it yet!" Wu Fa shook his head, "I calculated a hexagram a few days ago, Gen Shang Kun Xia, I didn't care much about it at the time!"

"What hexagram!" Wu Kui didn't believe it, but he still asked.

"Peel the hexagram!" Wu Fa knew that his son didn't understand, and then explained, "The sixth day of the first month: stripping the bed to the feet, contempt the murderer!"

"I understand one word, fierce!" Wu Kui said sarcastically.

"I have to calculate another hexagram!" Wu Fa shook his head, "I don't think feng shui is good, the hexagram is still quite accurate, how many outsiders have come to me to calculate the hexagram and solve the hexagram, why don't you believe it?"

"I believe it, you will calculate it for me again!" Wu Kui laughed.

After speaking, he took out a few copper coins from his body and scattered them on the table, it seems that the guy who eats is really carrying it with him.

"What's going on?" Wu Kui looked at his father's hexagram and asked, he didn't understand the arrangement of a few copper coins at all.

"I didn't lose this one, do it again!" Wu Fa's face was a little ugly, and he lost it again.

"What's going on?" Wu Kui asked again.

"Forget it, it's fate, I hope this hexagram doesn't work!" Wu Kui put away the copper coin heavily, and didn't say the hexagram.

"Dad, it's not like a big murderer, I'm going to be in prison!" Wu Kui said.

"Exactly!" Wu Fa looked at him, "and there is no solution!"

"Do you still need to calculate this?" Wu Kui smiled, "I don't count the hexagram and I know what's going on, it's really difficult to calculate a hexagram for you!"

"Tell me, what the hell did you do?" Wu Fa said angrily, and during the whole process, Wu Kui never told Wu Fa about it.

"Dad, you still have to tell the hexagram! With your ability, it will be calculated in a while!" Wu Kui closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Wu Fa's face turned blue with anger, and he shook his hand and walked out.

"I think your father's hexagram is very good, or you will believe it!" Tong Linlin waited for Wu to send out, and then said.

"What's the use of faith, haven't you heard that this hexagram is unsolvable?"

"Does that mean you're really in prison?" Tong Linlin asked, "No, you're being beaten like this, you should have arrested someone else to go to jail, how could they arrest you?"

"You don't understand these things!" Wu Kui never told Tong Linlin about Wu Wentian and himself.

"Don't tell me that there is another secret in this matter!" Tong Linlin's face changed.

"There's a fart! I have offended so many people in Nanze, what can I hide!" Wu Kui firmly believes that the truth of this matter will never be investigated.

Because he spent money to watch Huang Yunhe delete all the data on the computer's hard drive, even the hard disk was removed and destroyed.

Although watching Huang Yunhe run out of his house, he should have been scared to tell the truth, but so what?

Even if everything Huang Yunhe said is the truth, but there is no evidence to support it, as long as he insists that Huang Yunhe is framed, the police can't do anything about it.

On the other hand, although Han Xue was rescued in the hospital, she still can't speak, and the gorilla has always been careful in doing things, almost foolproof, and the lottery ticket she bought will definitely win.

When the time comes, there is no proof of death, what else can it do?

As long as there are no mistakes in these two key things, there will be no problems with you.

The prison disaster I just talked about was just about the angry old father, who never believed in the matter of fortune telling.

"It's best if you don't have that!" Tong Linlin said, "If you really go to jail, what will I do?"

"Isn't that exactly what you wanted? With the money, you can raise ten or eight little white faces, and be a bride every night!" Wu Kui said sarcastically, "It's hard to say that the police will knock on the door after a while!"

"you!" Tong Linlin said, "Do you see me like that?"

"Like!" Wu Kui stared at Tong Linlin's eyes.

"You can think as much as you like!" Tong Linlin disagreed.

"Dad, I'm in so much pain!" Wu Wentian's tears finally stopped.

"Doesn't Lao Tzu hurt, bear with me!" Wu Kui said angrily.

Wu Wentian was suddenly so frightened that he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Tong Linlin shook her head and said: "Lao Tzu is a hero, Lao Tzu is a bastard, this is really reasonable!"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Wentian's eyes seemed to shoot a chill, Tong Linlin happened to see it, and her heart couldn't help but tremble, remembering that there was such a person in the TV series she once watched, called: Texas Chainsaw Mania.

That look, that look like Thomas Hewitt!

"You don't need to say it so ugly!" Wu Kui didn't see his son's eyes, "If I'm a bear, what are you?"

"Then whatever you want!" Tong Linlin looked at Wu Kui, "What do you want to say, I know, it doesn't matter, you treat yourself as a dog, what else do I have to say!"

Wu Kui was so angry that he almost turned his back on his back, gritted his teeth and said, "Go and call the doctor, my ribs hurt terribly!"

Tong Linlin hurriedly stood up and ran out, and Wu Kui breathed a sigh of relief.