The simple and simple courtyard was shrouded in a bleak and bleak atmosphere, and Uncle Wang and the bastard wept in grief;

Hanging upside down in a broken wooden cage under the eaves, the little parrot seemed to understand the old man's roar, and suddenly jumped up and down with its little wings, and called hard at the top of its voice;

"Rush! Kill! Come on! Kill! ”

When the old man heard the sound, he got up from the ground and broke free from the pull of the egg's impatience, and rushed towards the door with his head bored;

"Woohoo!"

The big black dog snorted and followed;

The sad cry stopped abruptly, and Uncle Wang was so angry by this sudden situation that he pointed at the little parrot and scolded;

"You stupid bird, you are making trouble here, if my brother makes a mistake, Lao Tzu will be the first to stew you!"

The bastard stared at the little parrot viciously, with a posture of hatred and hatred, eager to devour it alive;

"Damn stupid birds! Wait for Lao Tzu to come back and pluck you out and roast you alive! ”

The heartless little parrot scolds back with a bouncing throat;

"Faith ball goods! Letter ball goods! ...”

Uncle Wang grabbed the surging bastard, trotted all the way without looking back, and the two ran wildly all the way, and finally saw the old man sitting on the ground at the entrance of the village;

"Dude! It's dark! Let's go, go home for dinner, my family slaughtered a fat chicken today, where do I still have ginseng wine that has been treasured for many years, let's go up to my place and drink two cups! ”

Uncle Wang quickly stepped forward to help the old man stand up, endured the piercing pain, and said with teary eyes, like coaxing a child;

"Uncle!"

The bastard, who had just opened his mouth, suddenly shut up when he heard this, looking forward to the old man with tears in his eyes that he would be able to go with Uncle Wang;

"I'm not going!"

The old man broke free from Uncle Wang's support and staggered away;

"It's almost the New Year, my son is about to come back, I have to pick him up here, what if he has too much luggage!"

The bastard burst into tears again, crying profusely, and for the first time in his heart, he had a strong resentment towards the eldest brother who had not returned for many years;

Uncle Wang looked at the tearful bastard, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he was in a hurry, and pushed the bastard into the old man's arms;

"Dude! Your son has returned! Isn't that what it is! ”

The old man grabbed the bastard who threw himself into his arms, and excitedly shed blood tears again, and the red blood tears fell quietly down the old cheeks, which was shocking, and it was extremely painful to see Uncle Wang and the bastard;

"Son! You're back! How's it going to be out there? Dad is old, and he doesn't know what's going on, but suddenly he can't see it! ”

The egg's tears flowed wildly, choked silently, and the hoarse and trembling voice was filled with endless sadness;

"Daddy! The son is not filial! My son came back late! Woo..."

The tears of the eggs are like springs, I only feel that my heart is sore and sad, and I really can't talk anymore;

"Stomp, stomp!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and it was the villagers who came back from Awl Mountain, holding shovels and hoes one by one, looking at the bastards and the old man, as well as Uncle Wang on the side;

"Xiulian! Isn't that your? Why does the village chief call his father? ”

"That's right! When did this bastard become the son of the village chief? ”

"What's wrong with them? Something doesn't look right! ”

......

The villagers, full of doubts, were talking nonsense;

Uncle Wang turned his head when he heard the sound, and instantly felt that his head was as big as a fight, and he rushed over angrily while his heart was full of sadness, deliberately lowered his voice, and shouted at a group of unsuspecting villagers;

"Don't shout here, hurry home, what to do, what to do, what to say at night, no one is allowed to talk nonsense at this time, if anyone dares not take what I say seriously, don't look for me in the future! Let's go! Let's go! ”

Driven by Uncle Wang, the villagers looked at the old man and the bastard who were crying with their heads in their arms, and vaguely realized, and they were silent one by one, and walked home very cooperatively;

Uncle Wang wiped a handful of tears and turned back to the old man;

"Dude! I'll heal you in two days! Let's go to my house first and try my century-old ginseng wine! ”

The teary-eyed bastard hurriedly took the opportunity to take over the conversation;

"Daddy! I'm hungry, let's go to Uncle Wang's house for dinner first! ”

The old man slowly pushed away the bastard, counting with a dissatisfied face;

"Look at your lack of energy, as soon as you come back, I'll trouble your Uncle Wang, you are so thick-skinned, and you are not afraid of people's jokes!"

The old man chattered, let Uncle Wang and the bastard help him to Uncle Wang's house, and under Uncle Wang's arrangement, he sat in the hut where Uncle Wang gave people medical treatment;

"Lao Wang! What about wine? What about the dish? Why don't I smell it? I should borrow your house to celebrate my son's return..."

Not long after the old man sat down, Uncle Wang pricked the prepared silver needle on the acupuncture point above the old man's head;

"Oops!"

The old man fell into the arms of the bastard, and at the signal of Uncle Wang, the two carried the old man to Uncle Wang's bed together and covered the quilt;

Uncle Wang grabbed the old man's arm, and then opened the old man's eyes and looked at it, and finally shook his head helplessly;

"Alas!"

Even though there was already a guess in his heart, the bastard still held on to a glimmer of hope;

"Uncle Wang! How's it going? Uncle me, he's fine, right? ”

Uncle Wang sat on the ground with a dejected ass, his eyes empty and blank;

"Originally, I also hoped that he was sad and heartbroken, blinded his eyes, resulting in temporary blindness in both eyes, in that case, as long as this period of time passes, he will be fine, now it seems that your uncle is crying dry tears, crying blind eyes!"

The eggs are unwilling, and the tears do not stop;

"Uncle Wang! Uncle I, just now..."

Uncle Wang was in tears and looked gloomy;

"When he wakes up again, if it's still like that, then he's really crazy and can't be saved!"

The bastard looked at the old man who had fallen into a deep sleep temporarily, full of remorse and self-blame;

"Smack!"

The bastard suddenly shook his loud mouth with his backhand, and tears splashed, and the right side of his face instantly swollen, and five red finger prints were clearly visible on the slightly pale face;

"Whitch! What are you doing? ”

Uncle Wang raised his head when he heard the voice, looking distressed and puzzled;

"Uncle Wang! It's all to blame! Say nothing! At this time, my uncle is asleep, let's go to Zhang Luo Zhang Luo, and marry Xiaoxue tomorrow! ”

The bastard got up with a determined look on his face;

"Whitch! Have you figured it out? This can't be nonsense, Bajie is gone, you can't be rash and ruin your daughter! You better go back and talk to your family Xiulian'er and discuss it carefully! ”

Uncle Wang was surprised, but he felt that it was not good to say much, and he couldn't rest assured that the old man couldn't leave for a while, so he had to send the bastard back to discuss with the cultivator, and at the same time, he was secretly worried about how to live in the future, and he was also thinking about whether he could cure the old man's illness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info