"Then, grandma came on crutches and beat her head and face."

Yu Feiwan: ......

Between studying and picking up sheep dung, she chooses to learn.

Yu Ping covered her face and felt a silent mockery.

"You hide it here, I'll take a closer look."

A gust of wind blew, and the half-collapsed shadow wall couldn't stop a trace of coldness, and Yu Fei shivered coldly.

As soon as her clothes tightened, she caught a glimpse of Lin Haihong, who was tightly tugging at the hem of her clothes.

Yu Feiwan blinked, quite puzzled.

"Cousin, I'll go, I'll go."

Lin Haihong lowered his head and whispered.

"You're going?" Yu Fei bared his teeth late.

What if the old widower, a dead pervert, is indifferent to the pretty little boy.

Besides, Lin Haihong is a powerless little scholar.

As for her, she can make something out of nothing.

Protect your family, punish the evil and promote the good, and give up who else you are.

Tsk, this slogan is really the second in the second.

Yu Feiwan stretched out his hand and patted Lin Haihong's shoulder, and said seriously, "Boy, you must protect yourself when you go out." ”

"Let go!"

Lin Haihong was in the period of Ai Ai, and he said, "Girls must protect themselves when they go out." ”

Yu Feiwan sighed and gave Yu Ping a look.

Yu Ping comprehended, stood forward, and blocked Lin Haihong's sight, "If it's not too late, then it's okay." ”

"If it's too late, then it's not good."

"Cousin, don't you believe it's too late?"

At this moment, Lin Haihong's silence was deafening.

To be reasonable, there is no way to answer this question.

Walking out of the shadow wall, Yu Fei walked around in front of the unique brick house in a grand manner.

To be honest, she really didn't understand, the strength of the green bricks and tiles turned out to be an old widower?

No wonder she was surprised, a few years ago, or even more than ten years ago, two flat corn cobs could be exchanged for a daughter-in-law.

Even if the old widower is seventy or eighty, with folds on his body, old age spots on his face, and the smell of old people all over his body, there will still be people who have no choice but to choose this only way to survive in order to survive.

Pinch your fingers and count, it's greasy.

When Yu Feiwan walked through the majestic iron gate for the third time, an old man with crutches, glasses and a gray jacket appeared at the door with a hobbled step, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows that his wolf grandmother wanted to eat Little Red Riding Hood, and a box of white rabbit toffee in his hand, which was rare for children in the village.

When the white rabbit knew about it, he had to jump down from the wrapper, take a sip, and curse a bad word.

Yu Feiwan secretly sighed in his heart, looking like a dog.

At a young age, he has done all the disgusting things, but he has also made himself a scholar who is not stained with dust, and the years only add an elegant image.

What the hell.

God has eyes, and a thunder will fall, so that the old thief knows that there is a god three feet above his head.

"Players, welcome to exchange points for Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day."

"Ninety-nine points, real clearance, real dumping. You don't have to ask the price, you don't have to bargain, you can't be fooled, you can't be deceived. ”

"There is no time to lose."

When the old widower stopped Yu Feiwan with a thief's smile on his face and wanted to deceive her with toffee, the voice of the system eager to try appeared in his mind.

Yu Feiwan can even imagine the face of the system jumping up and down impatiently.

Ninety-nine points?

This stinky and shameless old widower also deserves it?

However, the system's mall inventory is not too diversified.

Yu Feiwan ignored the system's proposal, piled up an innocent smile on his face that was suitable for this age, showed his coveting of toffee in a timely manner, blinked his eyes and took a few toffee, and did not give up from time to time to steal a glance at the iron box with a wrong seam.

The price of meat can be seen, and the smile on the old widower's face is even stronger.

"Grandpa's house has other sugar ......," the old widower ordered.

Yu Feiwan: Grandpa?

Go to hell.

Yu Feiwan looked at the sugar whose color was obviously abnormal, lowered his head and rolled his eyes silently, "I have tooth decay, I can't eat sugar." ”

"I'm poor, but I'm also very picky."

The smile on the old widower's face did not change, but his eyes jumped imperceptibly, "Don't eat sugar, eat others." ”

"No, no, no." Yu Feiwan shook his head solemnly.

She incarnated as Su Daqiang at this moment, "I don't eat, I don't drink, I want money." ”

Yu Fei glanced at the old widower at night and sighed lightly.

The old widower's breathing was sudden and rapid.

Yu Feiwan raised his voice and put on a posture of "retreat, retreat, retreat." ”

It's confirmed, the old widower is the disgusting maggot in the pit!

Yu Feiwan stuffed the few toffees into his pocket with peace of mind, and turned around and left without hesitation.

The old widower subconsciously wanted to stop him, but by coincidence, someone who came to the village to visit relatives left the village.

The old widower paused, and was about to turn back to the courtyard with his cane.

"Boom."

Thunder roared, and a bolt of lightning struck a silver ribbon in the dragon, blasting above the old widower's head.

Thousands of miles of arc light, earth-shattering loud noise.

The Sunny Day Thunderbolt exchanged in the mall is not powerful enough, and it is more than powerful, which seems to be a little useless, but it is enough to bluff people.

The old widower lay on the ground in embarrassment, blackened by the explosion, his long jacket was tattered and scorched, his hair stood up wildly, and he changed into a new shape in the blink of an eye.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone passing by.

The common understanding of the villagers is that only those who lack virtue will be struck by lightning.

If you are too immoral, you will be struck by lightning sooner or later.

Yu Feiwan, who has already opened a short distance from the old widower, is racking his brains and arguing with the system: "Your family is a thunderbolt on a sunny day?" ”

"That's it, you're probably tired of being so stingy and perfunctory to me."

The system "speaks human words." ”

Yu Feiwan Xiumei picked out, "Look, look, I just said one more word, you look like this, forget it, it's me who is too talkative." ”

"I thought that you and I loved each other's family."

"This relationship is wrong after all."

In this world, no one can resist Sister Lin's crazy literature.

The system fell silent for a moment, and after a moment, the sky roared again, and lightning bolts pierced the sky.

It's not so much a bolt from the blue as someone is in trouble.

Suddenly, many neighbors had gathered outside the brick house, gathering in twos and threes, whispering, pointing, and vaguely hearing the words of retribution.

The old widower has black smoke on his body, and the damage is insufficient, but it is extremely deterrent and insulting, enough to make the old widower lose face.

Yu Feiwan stood behind the shadow wall, hiding his merit and fame.

She was very satisfied with this scene.

This thunderbolt on a sunny day will send the old widower to become a talking point after tea and dinner in ten miles and eight villages.

Needless to say, the old widower is the top of the new year.

She didn't believe it, the thunder had fallen, everyone knew about the trouble, the elders were talking about their lives, and the old widower could still find an opportunity to do evil?

After a long time, the thunderbolt stopped.

System "Are you satisfied?" ”

"Isn't yin and yang?"

(End of chapter)