Chu Fang stayed at home for a few more days, feeling extremely bored. He wandered around aimlessly and ended up playing with the 'kid' next door.
The two bought a lot of firecrackers, acting like arms dealers. Their house was filled with the sound of firecrackers going off all at once, making it seem like a world war had broken out.
Chu Fang crouched down, lit the explosive, and the dog's only possession, the dog bowl, shot straight into the sky.
Woof woof woof...
The puppy paced anxiously around its beloved dog bowl, but as soon as the bowl was placed down, it grabbed it and disappeared.
If the puppy could speak, it would surely be fluent and beautiful Chinese.
I'm not human, but you two are really dogs!
Chu Fang's gaze fell on a pile of cow dung. He inserted the firecracker into the middle, lit it, and quickly retreated, waiting for the cow dung to explode. But unexpectedly, the firecracker did not explode.
He nudged the kid next to him: "Go take a look, why didn't it explode?"
"Uncle, do you think I'm stupid? If that thing explodes, I'll be covered in cow dung." The kid glanced at him. "If that happens, my mom will beat me to death."
“Your mom is my friend, we’re really good friends, I can plead for you if necessary.”
"Come on!" the kid rolled his eyes. "It's better if you don't plead for me; if you do, my mom will hit me even harder."
The kid was filled with resentment whenever this was mentioned.
This uncle was pleading for him, but he always cleverly used certain rhetoric when he pleaded.
For example, if his clothes get dirty, Chu Fang would plead for him: "He's just a kid, it's okay for him to get a little dirty. You used to be the same way, even worse than your son. Your parents beat you so badly back then, and you still didn't get your clothes dirty."
Upon hearing this, the boy's mother hit him even harder, and said righteously, "That just means I didn't beat him hard enough!"
To this, Chu could only say: That makes sense!
Every time he pleaded for mercy, the boy was brutally beaten.
"Go ahead." Chu Fang stuffed all the firecrackers in his hand into the little boy's pocket. "These firecrackers are yours."
Lured by the explosion, the kid bravely stepped forward, and with a bang, the ball of his thesis flew into the sky and scattered in all directions.
Fireworks are often described as: when they gather, they are a ball of fire; when they scatter, they are a sky full of stars, possessing great cultural charm.
Seeing the pile of dissertations flying everywhere, Chu Fang realized that the world is material; whether gathered together or scattered, it's still a pile of shit!
It won't change because of size; that stinky dissertation will still stink!
The boy was covered in firecrackers, and his mother took a yellow thorn branch she had picked up from the hilltop and whipped her son directly on it. As the saying goes, good people come from under the yellow thorn branch.
The boy cried and said, "I didn't blow it up, Uncle Chu did!"
The boy's mother looked at Chu Fang, who spread his hands and said, "He blew it up. If you don't believe me, check his pockets."
Immediately, the boy's mother pulled out a "weapon," the yellow thorns whistling through the air, and the boy's eyes filled with tears: "Uncle, I'll never play with you again!"
Chu Fang: "..."
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight!
Since you got the bomb, you naturally have to take the blame.
Don't blame me, Uncle...
After finishing his cigarette, the kid changed into brand new clothes. He stared at Chu Fang with his eyes wide open. If looks could kill, the latter would be dead without a burial place.
Chu Fang bought a CF co-branded rifle, a glittering "Fire Kirin," and gave it to his nephew. The kid immediately grinned.
"Uncle, you're so good to me, I like you..."
Immediately, the two men each held a gun, bullets whizzing around. One bullet whizzed past Chu's mother's cheek, and she twitched the corner of her mouth.
... ...
At night, Chu Fang's family sat around the table eating dinner.
Suddenly, Chu's mother said, "My dear, why don't you go to the Central Plains tomorrow?"
"Huh?" Chu Fang was taken aback.
The Chu family members all turned to look at them, somewhat surprised.
In the past few days, it was almost entirely Chu's mother who kept Chu Fang there, hoping he would stay a few more days. But why was he suddenly asked to leave today?
Chu's mother said, "These past few days you've turned the house upside down. If this continues, people will come knocking on our door."
"Hehe..." Chu Fang grinned and hugged his mother's shoulders tightly. "Then I'm leaving tomorrow?"
"Let's go, let's go, it'll be quieter at home." Chu's mother waved her hand.
Chu's mother felt empty inside, as if something was missing.
The above was just an excuse. The real reason was that she saw Chu Fang doing nothing these past few days and was extremely bored. It was obvious that staying at home was torture for him.
In contrast, the Chu people preferred to go to the Central Plains.
As a mother, Chu's mother was also upset to see Chu Fang like that, so she immediately let go of the child and let him fly freely.
Having received his mother's approval, Chu Fang didn't hesitate and immediately informed Zhong Tingyue of the news. He then booked a flight to the Central Plains for the next day and began packing his daily necessities.
Seeing her son's joyful expression, Chu's mother pouted.
Is home hell?
Is it so hard to stay here?
It's all that wicked woman's fault!
I don't know what methods they used, but they completely bewitched Guagua.
Chu Fang used to be able to stay at home and have a lot of fun.
Chu's mother attributed all the changes in her son to Zhong Tingyue.
She's a vixen!
Mr. Chu put his arm around his wife's shoulder and said, "Alright, the child has his own life, we shouldn't interfere too much. Besides, the sooner he goes to the Central Plains, the sooner he can get married and live together, and then there won't be any more trouble like this."
"Hmph!" Mother Chu snorted.
The next day, it was drizzling, accompanied by gusts of cold wind.
The temperature in Chengdu suddenly dropped to single digits, and it was chilly.
Chu Fang's family came to see him off. He reached into his pocket and handed the car keys to Chu Yi: "This car is yours now. Drive it back to Shanghai for me."
He flew to Central China, and then returned to Shanghai from Central China. He won't go back to Chengdu. The Rolls-Royce can only be given to his younger sister to drive back to Shanghai when she goes back to study.
"YES, SIR!" Chu Yi raised his head, straightened his chest, and tucked in his stomach, then saluted. "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely drive the car back intact."
"I guarantee, I'll live as long as the car is here, or I'll live if the car dies!"
Chu Yi accepted the key with a serious expression, a smile he couldn't help but wear on his face.
She had been eyeing that Rolls-Royce for a long time and wanted to show off, but Chu Fang never let her drive it. Today, she finally got her hands on it.
Chu Fang then bid farewell to his family, finally turning to his mother, who was standing with her arms crossed, looking sullen.
"Mom, am I leaving?"
"Oh~~~" Chu's mother's displeased face instantly turned aggrieved, and her voice drew out, "Don't forget me while you're out there. Call me at least once a week, and if you're sick, go to the hospital for treatment..."
Chu's mother's voice was filled with endless reluctance, but she didn't give Chu Fang too many instructions before letting him leave.
As soon as the taxi disappeared from sight, Chu's mother's lips trembled, and glistening tears welled up in her eyes. She quickly composed herself and wiped away her tears.
No, I can't cry, otherwise that wicked woman will laugh at me.
My goodness is captivated by that wicked woman; I'm going to snatch him away from her arms.
Chu's mother picked up her bag and headed outside. Chu's father asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to find the sorceress, to play the villains of those bad women, and I'll stab her to death!" Mother Chu said angrily.
Since true feelings can't be retained, let's resort to some evil magic!
Chu Yi flicked the keys with his index finger: "Wuhu, I've wanted this car for so long, and today I finally get to drive it."
She then got into the car, stepped on the gas, and the Rolls-Royce headed towards the city.
She's about to go and show off.
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