Chapter 273 Do you jump yourself or do I kick you into the pit?

"Boss!"

Mrs. Li screamed and rushed over to help Boss Li up. Her hand touched his leg and Boss Li screamed again.

"Ah!... It hurts!"

Boss Li trembled with pain. In just a short while, his autumn clothes and pants were soaked.

His face was as white as a piece of paper and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He hugged his legs and raised his eyes to meet the gaze of Li Wenfeng who was looking down at him. Hatred surged in his eyes and he screamed, "Li Wenfeng!"

"I'm here."

Li Wenfeng took two steps forward and squatted down.

"What else do you want to do? You lunatic! Lunatic!"

Mrs. Li wanted to stop him but didn't dare to. She could only shrink half of her body behind Boss Li and shout loudly.

Li Wenfeng hit her with a rolling pin.

Mrs. Li couldn't dodge and was hit on the arm by a stick. She screamed in pain.

Boss Li looked at Li Wenfeng as if he was a psychopath.

"You actually hit a woman?"

Li Wenfeng sneered, "When did I say I wouldn't hit women anymore?"

"I'm going to call the police! I'm going to call the police and have the police arrest you!" Mrs. Li hugged her arm and shouted miserably and ridiculously.

Li Wenfeng ignored her.

He took the rolling pin and hit Boss Li's broken leg twice, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Boss Li gritted his teeth.

Li Wenfeng nodded, "Of course it hurts. Do you want to know why I crippled your leg?"

"Why?"

Li Wenfeng exhaled and moved closer to him, "You were the one who started the incident of knocking out my two girls and throwing them into the pit, right?"

Boss Li's pupils shrank suddenly.

Li Wenfeng stepped back, "Even strangers can't do such a heartless thing, you... my dear brother, my daughter's dear uncle, did it."

He looked at Li Lao Da with a face full of sarcasm, his eyes were full of ice.

"... You are worse than a beast!"

Li Lao Da looked embarrassed, his face was pale and blue, and he pursed his lips and couldn't say a word.

Li Dasao looked at Li Wenfeng in shock, opened her mouth, jumped up and ran out, "Murder, Li Wenfeng killed someone! Public Security Comrade..."

"She is going to the town to call the police, stop her! Quick."

The man with glasses suddenly spoke, and several villagers hurriedly chased after him.

After a while, he crossed his arms and pushed the man to Li Lao Da. Li Dasao staggered twice, fell to the ground, and looked at Li Lao Da with tears in her eyes.

"Boss, they won't let me go to the police. Li Laoer is crazy. He wants to avenge his wife and children..."

Mrs. Li trembled, not daring to look at Li Wenfeng.

She murmured in a low voice, "Don't even think about running away. No one can run away. Li Laoer is crazy, he is crazy..."

"Laoer, you are crazy. How could you break your eldest brother's leg?! Your father and I will have to rely on your eldest brother to support us in the future..."

Mrs. Li slapped her thigh and cried, shouting that it was a sin, "Fan Qingyi, that vixen, has taken away my son's soul and made him not recognize his parents or his brothers...ah!"

"Ah!"

Two screams rang out from the mother and son at the same time.

Li Wenfeng grinned at Old Lady Li, full of ruffian spirit, "Second Aunt, you know I'm a protective person. If you scold my wife, I will hit your son. If you scold me once, I will slap you. If you scold me ten times, I will break one of your son's arms and legs at will..."

"You!"

Old Lady Li was stunned and stared at Li Wenfeng in disbelief.

Li Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and chin, "Go on."

"Mom, don't talk anymore, hold it in!"

Li Laosan covered his swollen face from a slap, and felt that half of his face was numb. How could he dare to let Old Lady Li speak again.

He finally realized that his second brother's leg was fine, and he was not disabled. He must have recovered long ago!

He said that before deliberately to test them.

As a result, none of their family members are good for anything.

If he is put on him, he will go crazy.

Unexpectedly, the crazy second brother kicked him the next second. Li Laosan didn't have time to react, and he flew to the ground and hit the tree trunk behind him. His waist felt like it was broken. He was sweating from the pain, but he couldn't get up.

"Did I ask you to speak?" Li Wenfeng glanced at him.

Li Laosan smiled bitterly. He was wrong. He

thought his second brother was gone, so he dared to be a little unrestrained.

If he had known that his second brother was still alive and well, he wouldn't dare to do it even if he had more courage.

"Second brother, I was wrong."

Li Wenfeng's eyes were full of sarcasm, "Li Laosan, there are some things that you know and I know. Do you think those injuries can be erased by a simple sentence of you are wrong?"

Li Laosan choked.

"Whatever my second brother wants me to do, I will do it without hesitation as long as I can do it."

"Don't show up in front of my family again, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you." Li Wenfeng smashed the rolling pin into the palm of his other hand a few times.

Li Laosan slowly stood up with the help of the tree, sweating from the pain.

"Dad." Li Qinan trotted over to support him.

Li Laosan borrowed his son's strength and nodded solemnly to Li Wenfeng, "Okay, I remember, our family of three will definitely stay away from my second sister-in-law and her family."

Seeing the brothers turn against each other, the family was in turmoil. Old

Mrs. Li was so sad that tears fell and she cried and called Old Man Li.

"You should persuade the second brother. We are all family. He is such a heartless person. He wants to completely sever ties with us."

Old man Li looked at Li Wenfeng woodenly. He felt that the uneasiness in his heart had finally settled.

The second brother...

was still gone.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say that if he hadn't asked the eldest son to write the divorce letter, the second son's wife and children would be gone, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

If the second son asked in return why his wife and children were gone, how would he answer?

Old man Li couldn't answer.

Things have to be done, and you can't pretend that they haven't been done just because they didn't meet expectations in the end.

He was hot-headed at the time, and he did have the idea of ​​sending someone to keep the second son company.

The north wind howled in the yard, leaving only the sound of bricks and tiles being dismantled and the sobbing of old lady Li.

I don't know how long it took, but in the yard, only the east room where old lady Li and old man Li lived and the main room for entertaining guests were still standing, and the other houses were demolished with only the foundations left.

The sky was whitening, and the deep mountains in the distance could be vaguely seen.

Li Wenfeng picked up the rolling pin, sat back in the wheelchair, and called out a bunch of villagers' names, "You go home and bring the shovels and hooks, and go to the fields with me."

"Brother Wenfeng, what are you going to do in the fields? Tell us that you haven't had a good rest these days, so don't go there." The man with glasses said with a smile.

Li Wenfeng glanced at him, "Go and dig up my cenotaph. Why would you build a cenotaph while I'm still alive? Isn't that a curse on me?"

The man with glasses was stunned.

"Yes, yes, it's time to dig it up. It's unlucky to keep it."

He raised his hand and called out to the villagers who were named, "Hurry back and get the iron sledgehammer and hook, and gather at the field. Today is the New Year, hurry up and dig up the tomb, don't leave it to bring bad luck to Brother Wenfeng."

A group of villagers responded happily, and happily pushed each other out of the Li family yard.

When they gathered at the field, the sky was really bright.

A group of villagers surrounded Li Wenfeng and went to the tomb.

They asked him, "Is your leg really healed?"

"...You are not disabled, are you deliberately deceiving the Li family?"

Li Wenfeng just smiled and said nothing. After the tomb was dug up, the buried clothes were taken out and burned directly. He asked people to continue digging and dig a bigger one.

"That's enough."

He stopped, leaning his upper body against the wheelchair, pointing a rolling pin at the pit, "Are you going to jump in by yourselves, or do you want me to kick you in?"