Wu Laoxian was making a killing in the black market at this time. Suddenly, he sneezed three times, counted with his fingers, and couldn't help rolling his eyes: There are always bitches who want my son...
My coffin lid can no longer hold me down...
With anger in his heart, he danced with the Shaolin stick in his hand with great force.
The other group of people in the black market next door were stunned: No, it's just a group fight, you won't kill me, will you?
"Boss, surrender?"
Zhu Laosan gritted his teeth and said, "Surrender!"
Damn it, if you don’t surrender, you will die here today. Didn’t you see that the other party is playing with sticks and using sorcerers? Zhu Laosan just shouted that he couldn’t afford to offend him!
Liu Si quickly reached for the white cloth in his bag, dodging left and right before getting hit twice on the legs: "Descend, surrender, we surrender!"
Oh my god, didn’t they say before they came that the evil spirit wielding a knife had left? How come another one wielding a stick has appeared…
If he had known this would be the result, he wouldn’t have come. He got beaten twice in two days!
When Wu Laoxianer saw that the other party had raised the white flag, he felt it was boring: That’s it?
"Get lost! Don't let me see you again, or I won't mind taking a few more lives. My skinning knife hasn't seen blood in a long time!"
In the darkness, everyone shuddered when they heard the cold threat, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy:
"No, no, I won't dare to do it again."
"roll!"
Wu Laoxianer shouted coldly, and several people quickly got up from the ground, supporting each other and rolling away.
"You little bastard, I have to help you." After Wu Laoxian and the others had all left, he walked back with a grin on his face, rubbing his waist:
"Hiss! I'm a little uncomfortable after being inactive for such a long time."
He limped home with the help of a Shaolin stick, cursing in his heart the bastard who was thinking about his son: How shameless of you! You want to snatch someone else's son, but he is the only son in my Wu family.
That's right, he is one, his son is the second, and his grandson is the third. Their huge Wu family only has these three unique descendants...
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Here, Wu Xie drank a small sip of milk under Su Qishan's gaze: "Ahem... cough"
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Su Qishan asked him eagerly.
“Teacher, how much milk powder did you put in it?” I almost sent him away because it was too milky!
He stood up decisively, went outside to get another bowl, poured more than half of the milk into it, then picked up the small water jar and filled the two bowls.
Su Qishan, who was watching from the side, waved his hands: "Hey Xiaoxie, pour less, pour less!"
He felt pain in his flesh. This was the water that Lu Yatou gave him. It would be gone after he drank it...
You know, he usually drinks it with water!
Wu Xie was disgusted by his fussing: "Teacher, it's just a little water. I'll go back and get you something delicious later. We don't want to drink this water."
If I sell my father, I should be able to get a lot of water, right? Wu Xie calculated silently in his mind.
How heavy is daddy?
Lu Wensheng: You are really your father’s great son…
What kind of water can be as good as the water given by Lu Yatou? Su Qishan waved his hands. He didn't care about it anymore because she was his beloved disciple. Forget it, he would just ask Xiao Lu Yatou for more. It's just a matter of face...
There is no need to stop Wu Xie from spending money anymore. The child has finally been found, so he must be spoiled!
Wu Xie didn't know what Su Qishan was thinking, so he put the prepared milk in his hand and said, "Teacher, let's drink together."
Su Qishan felt warm in his heart: You see, my son is better than my grandson. When drinking milk, he knows to drink half of it for himself!
Meng Qingtang: Yes, yes, yes, right!
Wu Xie picked up his own bowl and took a big sip, then suddenly stopped: "This, this, this! This is..."
He pointed at the small water tank tremblingly. This was clearly Xiao Sheng's water! He had been drinking it for so long, and his father had made him drink it into a lot of different things, such as milk powder, malted milk, eggs, brown sugar water, and soy milk...
No wonder the teacher's expression just now was like cutting his flesh...
Suddenly, he thought of a question and turned to look at Su Qishan seriously: "Teacher, what did you sell to Xiao Sheng?"
Su Qishan was horrified: How did you know!
But he still spoke weakly: "Xiao...Xiaotang..."
Wu Xie slapped his thigh and confronted him!
So they are all Xiao Sheng's people...
Su Qishan could guess most of what was going on just by looking at his expression. Thinking of how Wu Gong was always hanging around Lu Wensheng, he asked tentatively, "So, you sold your son?"
Wu Xie shook his head. Just as Su Qishan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard him continue, "My father sold both Xiao Gong and me."
Su Qishan held back his half-relaxed breath and flew into a rage: "What's wrong with your father? Tell me what's going on!"
So Wu Xie told him everything that happened that year, including how he was dying and was saved by Lu Wensheng, and how his father sold out their entire family and planned to change his surname to Lu...
Su Qishan was filled with sorrow when he heard this. He knew about Wu Xie's family heritage, and it was the ultimate for his father to do this for his son:
"So, your armory has also been taken over by Lu Yatou?"
Wu Xie shook his head regretfully: "My father gave it to her, but she didn't want it..."
"Even my father and I accepted it with reluctance..."
Su Qishan seemed to have found a soulmate. He grabbed Wu Xie's hand and complained:
"Don't even mention the two of you. Even Xiaotang was forced to accept it. You remember the treasures in our capital, right? She didn't want the ones that we hid! I forced them on her. Isn't that infuriating?"
Wu Xie felt balanced immediately. He remembered it and told his father when he got home to force him to give it to him!
The two talked for a while before Wu Xie remembered that his son was still lying in the haystack outside. He slapped his head and said:
"Oh no, Xiao Gong is still waiting for me at the door. I won't tell you yet. I have to go to the commune to sell the game later. You don't have to leave the door open for me. I will climb the wall myself when I come back."
He made up his mind to sleep with the old man.
Su Qishan didn't stop him when he heard that he was coming back. He happily sent him out the door, chattering non-stop: "Be careful on the road. If you see a red armband or something, run away quickly and don't worry about others..."
I gave him a lot of instructions, fearing that he would never come back.
Wu Xie agreed to everything at once. His father said: Not contradicting the teacher is a "foolish filial piety" engraved in our bones.
When Wu Gong saw his father finally come out, he crawled out of the haystack with mosquito bites all over his face, stood in front of his father with resentment, and called out obediently, "Grandpa Su!"
Su Qishan really likes this kid. He liked him at first sight. He didn't expect that he was really Wu Xie's kid~
He raised his hand, touched his head and said kindly: "Come to class with Xiao Luzi tomorrow night."
Wu Gong: So why am I out here? My dad is so pitiful...
Wu Xie couldn't help but laugh when he saw that his eldest son was becoming more resentful!
Su Qishan immediately covered his mouth:
"Ancestor, keep your voice down!"
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