"How?"

Seeing Liu Yishou open his eyes, the old man who had been nervously paying attention on the side stepped forward and asked with concern.

By this time, most of the red on his face had receded, and the shriveled black had taken over again.

Liu Yishou shook his head, "How long has she been like this?"

"It's been more than a month. The old man looked at Liu Yishou like this, and sighed, "When I first got sick half a year ago, I could still open my mouth to speak, but now I ......"

"Alas, if I hadn't had no money, my wife wouldn't have suffered this crime......" The old man said this, and his tears couldn't help but flow down again, "I only pity my son who is in the prime of life, for his mother's illness, in order to earn two more money, he actually ......"

"What's wrong with your son?"

"Alas," the old man wiped away a handful of tears, and continued, "he was stoned to death, in order to save time by moving a little more...... He was crushed to death by a large iron box. ”

"Woohoo"

Speaking of this, the old man became more and more sad, and he didn't care that outsiders were present, so he cried with a whimper.

Liu Yishou opened his mouth, wanting to comfort but didn't say anything.

Sometimes, crying is much better than being comforted.

"Who's crying?"

At this moment, Zhu Botong, who was originally drunk on the table, appeared at the door with a red face, he looked at Liu Yishou and then at the old man.

"Old man, this kid bullied you?"

couldn't help but say, he waved his fist and staggered towards Liu Yishou.

"No, it's not!"

The old man hurriedly stopped him, but because he was too far away, it was not very convenient to move, so he could only shout anxiously.

Liu Yishou didn't answer, he frowned, and dodged Zhu Botong who pounced.

"Boom!"

Zhu Botong pounced, tripped over Liu Yishou again, and fell to the side of the bed at once.

"Huh?"

When he fell, he didn't say anything, just touched the bulge on the bed, "This...... What is this?"

"It looks like a person," he said, touching a thin hand.

"Childe!" At this time, the old man had already walked to his side, trembling and trying to pull him up.

"Hmm," Zhu Botong was pulled like this, and his body staggered to his feet, and he looked at the bed fixedly, it was a thin old woman.

"What's the matter, what about another person?" he glared at the old man beside him.

"This is the old man's cheapness, hey, son, you drink like this, do you want to ask your family to take you back!"

"What?" Zhu Botong looked at the old woman lying on the bed, stretched out his finger and said, "Why is she still sleeping at this point?" Tell her to get up and have two drinks with us!"

"Childe can't help it!"

The old man hurriedly stopped, "She's sick!"

While speaking, Liu Yishou walked over quickly, pulled Zhu Botong, and exhaled with a slap.

"Smack!"

Zhu Botong was slapped and looked at Liu Yishou with a confused expression.

"Oh, why are you beating him again!" The old man on the side pulled Zhu Botong and looked at Liu Yishou with a complaining face.

"Hmm"

Zhu Botong looked at Liu Yishou with tears in his eyes, "Big brother, don't beat me anymore, I know it's wrong......"

"You can be sober!"

As he spoke, Liu Yishou slapped him again.

After another slap, Zhu Botong came to his senses a little, he shook his head, and his vision became clear.

"You!"

The drunkenness was immediately dispelled, and he glared at Liu Yishou, "Don't deceive people too much!"

"Heh, look behind you," Liu Yishou squinted at him, "If I don't make a move, this old man will be tossed to death by you." ”

Zhu Botong turned his head to see that the old man was helping the old woman who was almost pulled under the bed back to her original position. The old woman was tossed by him like this, her chest rose and fell like a bellows, and she gasped for breath.

"Okay," a sense of guilt flooded from the bottom of his heart, extinguishing most of his anger, he turned his head to look at Liu Yishou, stretched out his finger and pointed at Liu Yishou, "I'll put up with you one last time, and then there will be another time...... It's not that simple. ”

"Haha, I said it," Liu Yaoyao was amused by this scene again, "This guy is very cowardly, he has never lost a quarrel, he has never won a fight." ”

Zhu Botong covered his face that was reddened, and he didn't want to look at Liu Yishou anymore, so he urged the dantian spiritual power to dissolve the spiritual power in his body, and turned to look at the old woman lying on the bed.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

"Paralysis caused by the blockage of the meridians in the brain causes the blood flow in the body to be blocked. ”

Liu Yishou walked to the foot of the bed and looked at the old woman, her face still had a look of horror at the moment.

"Bolt stasis?" Zhu Botong looked at the old woman, his tone became less and less high-pitched and strong as before, his eyes looked at him, and he asked again, "Can't be cured?"

"It can be cured now," Liu Yishou's tone was calm, "but it won't be easy to say after a while." ”

When the old man heard them say this, he was touched by the scene, and tears flowed down again.

"What are you doing then?"

Zhu Botong looked at the old man with a surprised face, although he looked around again and understood.

"Whew, old man, don't be afraid!" Zhu Botong patted his chest, "I have the money, you don't have to worry!

"How can that happen," the old man wiped his tears, "This is a little old man's family matter, how can I trouble my son?"

"What is this?" Zhu Botong looked at the old man, "It's a trivial matter." ”

Liu Yishou, who was on the side, heard Zhu Botong say this, raised his eyes and glanced at him, but did not speak.

Zhu Botong thought of something again, and then said: "Why are there only three of you in your family?

When the old man was asked like this, he cried even more, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"His son died in an accident just to earn more money to treat his mother. ”

"Huh?" Zhu Botong looked at the old man with some surprise, "I didn't mean to, don't worry." ”

"It's fine. The old man slowed down for a moment, and then said, "It's a pity that my son didn't get back any money when he died, and the old man was kicked out when I went to go." ”

"What?"

The old man didn't say anything about it just now, and when he said it, Liu Yishou and Zhu Botong were also shocked.

"This ......," Zhu Botong frowned, "I didn't get any money?"

"No!" Speaking of this, the old man became emotional again, "When I went to ask for it, the black-conscience shopkeeper said that my son had misoperated it himself, and asked the man to drive me out. ”

"Heh," Zhu Botong sneered, "How many people who have been shopkeepers these years are not black-hearted? Don't say that you died in an accident, that is, he smoked your bones, stripped your skin, drank your blood, and trampled on all your rights under your feet, what can you do?"

Liu Yishou heard him say this, but looked at him with a surprised and appreciative look, in terms of identity, it was not easy for Zhu Botong to say such a thing.

"You didn't go to the town division to ask for an explanation?"

"Go! But the official family found a reason to prevaricate me, and when I reacted, he ignored me!"

The old man beat his chest and said, "If I hadn't been able to give up my wife and poor granddaughter, Lao Tzu would have burned down the black-hearted warehouse a long time ago!"

"Burn the store?" Zhu Botong smiled, "No need, you tell me which store, and tomorrow I will take two people to smash their house." ”。

"It's the Nateng Express Warehouse. ”

"What?" Zhu Botong's face changed when he heard the name, "Are you talking about the second Teng Kuai store on Dong'an Street from north to south?"