Lao Wu was ecstatic, thinking he had found the box where Blind Liu kept his money. It felt heavy in his hand, and it seemed that there was quite a lot of money in it.

He couldn't wait to open the box and take a look, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open it. He shook it again, but couldn't hear any sound movement. Instead, Feng Qingzi, who was so bored that he could only sleep soundly, was shaken dizzy.

"Damn it! Why are you shaking your mother for no reason..." Feng Qingzi suddenly shut up because he realized that it was not Blind Liu who was shaking him. It seemed like there was a thief in Blind Liu's house?

He shuddered all over and looked again. Wasn't that a thief?

Hahahaha, God won’t let me go!

Feng Qingzi laughed out loud, and Lao Wu shook the box again. He didn't blame him, but just roared and urged him to leave quickly, saying that he shouldn't wait for Blind Liu to come back and he would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.

Lao Wu still didn't hear any sound. Could it be that there was a thick stack of banknotes inside? Yes, it was most likely banknotes. That old guy was really cunning. He deliberately hid it in the pile of junk. Didn't you ask grandpa to dig it out for you? Humph!

He stuffed the black box into his arms, prepared to go back and find something to pry it open, then put the ladder back in its place, looked around carefully, and left with satisfaction.

Lao Wu was quite cautious when he was a thief for the first time. After leaving Liu Xiazi, he first went to the back mountain, then from the back mountain to the neighboring village, and then from the neighboring village back to Dingjia Village.

As he entered the village, he saw Ma Fuquan and several others scraping white powder from the walls of some old houses with bamboo sticks. This white powder was saltpeter, an essential acid and base for making ammonium nitrate.

Lao Wu didn't know what they were doing with that thing, but he knew how wise it was to take a detour. If he had gone straight out of Liu Xiazi's house, he would most likely have run into Ma Fuquan and the others, which would have been very bad. If Liu Xiazi came back and found that the box had been stolen, these people might have suspected him.

He secretly rejoiced.

When he got home, he got some scissors and other tools, locked himself in the room, and tried his best to pry open the box, but he still couldn't.

Now not only was he furious, but Feng Qingzi was also furious and cursed Liu Xiazi's eight generations of ancestors one by one.

Lao Wu panted for a moment, thought about it, and decided not to give up. He ran to get the axe and chopped it open. He chopped and chopped, and was almost dead. He still couldn't split it open, and the box was still intact.

This guy made him so angry that he kicked the box under the bed and fell flat on the bed because he was too tired.

Damn it, let the balls go up in the air!

Not long after Lao Wu lay down, Mrs. Lu came in holding their youngest daughter. She threw away the diaper in her hand, put her daughter next to Lao Wu, and asked him to change the diaper for the child and to watch her carefully so that she would not roll off the bed and fall.

After Lu finished speaking, she didn't care whether he responded or not, and went to Meng's place. Meng asked her to remove and wash the mattress, and she was afraid of being scolded if she was late, so she hurried off, her skirt billowing like a raging sea.

Seeing her leave, the little girl burst into tears.

"Xing's father, please pick up Xing'er and comfort him. Don't let the child cry his voice hoarse!" Lu shouted outside the door.

"Got it! Call the soul!"

Lao Wu roared impatiently, stood up and picked up the crying Xing'er and shook her. Xing'er stopped crying and even reached out to scratch his face.

But as soon as she was put on the bed, she started crying again.

This happened several times, making Lao Wu furious. The more he yelled at her, the harder Xing'er cried, and she waved her hands desperately to ask for a hug.

"You money-losing bastard! You debt collector!" Lao Wu cursed a few times, and suddenly remembered the black box. He crawled under the bed, took out the box again, and stuffed it into Xing'er's hand.

With the toy, Xing'er stopped crying immediately. The little guy shook it in his hands, raised his little hands to pat it, and then put it in his mouth to bite it, having a lot of fun.

Finally it's quiet.

Lao Wu let out a long breath, lay down again, and stared at the roof.

The thought of the gambling debts I owe makes my head ache.

After a while, Xing'er got tired of playing. She dropped the box and crawled over, scratching and patting Laowu's eyes and nose with her hands.

As long as she didn't cry, Lao Wu didn't bother to care about her. He just turned sideways to avoid her claws. Xing'er patted his back and pulled his clothes to stand up tremblingly.

She straightened up and took two steps before she stepped on the black box and fell onto the bed. She urinated all over the black box and then overflowed onto the bed.

Xing'er tried to grab the black box soaked in urine again, and saw ripples on the surface of the box, like ripples on the water surface caused by wind, which passed through Feng Qingzi's heart.

Feng Qingzi was stunned for a moment, then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he laughed out loud again.

Junior brother, I never thought that the talisman you cast could be washed away by a child's urine!

He struggled but couldn't break free from the soul-binding rope.

But this did not pose a problem for him. He took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in the soul of Lao Wu, who was facing away from him. Then he escaped by stealing the soul and possessed Lao Wu's body.

Xing'er, who was a little over one year old, didn't know what was going on and was shaking the black box curiously, causing urine to splash everywhere.

Feng Qingzi picked her up with disgust and threw her to the corner of the bed. She first hit the wall and then fell onto the bed, still headfirst. She almost suffocated and it took a long time before she burst into tears.

"Why are you crying again? Xing'er's father, please comfort her!" Lu took the untied sheets to the well in the side yard to wash them. She called a few times, but when she saw that Lao Wu didn't respond and Xing'er was still crying, she got up and walked towards the room.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Xing'er, be good. Mom is here, here..." Lu walked into the room and saw "Lao Wu" standing in front of the chest of drawers, staring at the mirror. She hugged Xing'er and saw a large puddle of urine on the bed. She was overwhelmed.

"There's a big basin outside that hasn't been washed out, and now the bed is wet. We can't live like this." Lu carried Xing'er to the chest of drawers, and pushed Lao Wu, who was now Feng Qingzi, aside with an unpleasant smile. She opened the bottom drawer of the chest of drawers, pulled out a urine bag, and tied it up for Xing'er while nagging Lao Wu.

"I told you the baby didn't have a urinary incision. You can't even take care of a baby. If I had known this would happen, I really shouldn't have come back! Look at the life Jian is living now, and the life I am living too. We are both women, why is my life so miserable?"

"I'm not asking you to let me wear gold and silver, nor am I asking you to help me share these housework. You can at least take care of the child, right? The daughter is not mine alone, and I didn't bring her from my parents' home to marry you. You can't even be impatient to take care of your own daughter."

"If you really still have your heart set on the Jian family and look down on us, just give me a divorce letter and I'll take Xing'er and go begging! I don't believe that in such a big world, I can't support my mother and me by begging!"

She kept on talking, completely unaware that the expression on Lao Wu's face kept changing.