Chapter 2: Give the Old Lady a Bell!
"Phew!"
Chen Ping took a sip fiercely, and felt sick to his stomach when he thought of the old lady of the Wu family.
The dead old woman was the most unbeatable thing, and Chen Ping desperately dived into the water to save her life.
Instead of being grateful, the old lady said that Chen Ping was a disaster.
If it weren't for Chen Ping, she wouldn't have fallen into the water.
"If I travel again in the future, Chen Ping must be ten kilometers away from me." After the old lady was discharged from the hospital, she set the rules in public.
She also instructed Liu Meiyu's mother and daughter to wear Chen Ping's small shoes at home: "All the housework is thrown to Chen Ping's waste, and he is treated as a donkey for the production team!" ”
"Dead old woman, on her seventieth birthday, I will definitely prepare a 'big gift' for you."
Chen Ping smiled coldly.
Three days later!
The Wu family is full of lights and guests.
As a well-known family in Yunhai City, the 70th birthday of Mrs. Wu, the head of the Wu family, is naturally more lively than the New Year.
There were more than 1,000 guests alone, plus the Wu family's own people, and more than 200 tables were set up!
The old lady of the Wu family received the gift and received hand cramps, and the gifts filled the entire hall and formed a hill.
There are antique calligraphy and paintings, pure golden longevity peaches, and thousand-year-old ginseng, all of which are valuable gifts.
This made Mrs. Wu so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, her complexion was ruddy, and she was more than ten years younger.
"With everyone's sincere congratulations, I can live to be ninety-nine." Mrs. Wu smiled so much that her wrinkles disappeared.
"Chen Ping, the son-in-law of the Wu family, sent a congratulatory gift and wished Mrs. Wu a longer life than Nanshan!"
Four young people, carrying Chen Ping's gifts, came to the main hall.
It was a large piece, wrapped in a luxurious box and wrapped in gold thread, and it looked very valuable.
"This waste Chen Ping finally got his senses and gave a big gift." The old lady was very happy and hurriedly asked people to take it apart.
Several young men unpacked the package, and a half-human-tall object appeared in everyone's sight.
It was a golden bell!
On Mrs. Wu's 70th birthday, Chen Ping sent a bell.
Birthday feast, send the bell!
Send the bell, send the end!
This is the meaning of cursing people to death, and it is on such a critical day, the old lady's seventieth birthday.
The lethality of sending a bell is no less than detonating a nuclear bomb.
When someone came back to their senses, their expressions suddenly became frightened.
"Quick, quick, smash this thing, throw it away! Don't let the old lady see it! Someone shouted.
But Mrs. Wu had already seen that the bell standing in the center of the hall was like a scorching flame, burning her to pieces.
Old Lady Wu's face had turned pale, and she was short of breath: "Chen...... Chen Ping, this brute, wants to curse me to death, and curse me on my birthday...... Ahem...... Ahem......"
The old lady couldn't get up in one breath, her eyes turned out, and she fell straight on the chair.
"Old lady!"
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"Grandma, grandma, wake up!"
"Pinch people, pinch people!"
"Call 120 and send it to the hospital......"
A group of people surrounded them with all hands and feet, making people turn over on their backs, and the entire birthday banquet hall was in chaos.
……
After delivering the bell, Chen Ping ran away with his luggage overnight.
Giving a bell to Mrs. Wu at the birthday banquet was his arrogance as an immortal emperor.
Even if it is scattered into mud and dust, whoever pays attention to him, he will also be stained with ashes!
As for running away......
Although he has lost the demeanor of the Immortal Emperor, if he doesn't run away, is he waiting for the Wu family to come to the door?
Now he has cultivated to nothing, and he is a person who has no power to restrain the chicken, and he can't even beat an eight-foot strong man, let alone the behemoth of the Wu family.
Chen Ping has also heard of the dirty business that the Wu family is doing behind their backs, and Ga waist is their strength.
The two kidneys in Mrs. Wu's body are not hers.
When it comes to Ga waist, even Chen Ping, the Immortal Emperor, is afraid.
With Mrs. Wu's methods, she must have stiffened his waist, and he is still the kind that does not inject anesthetics.
I had no choice but to run away for the time being.