Chapter 391 Ruthless Ridicule
Gao Xiulan hugged her arms and watched San Naozi's soft and pretentious movements. Her eyes hurt after watching for a long time.
After eating the grapes, Jin Qiaofeng washed her hands by the sink.
"Tsk, Sanno, did you miss breakfast? How come you only have so little energy?
This wasn't the way you used wire to secretly pick the lock on your kitchen door."
When Guoqing heard this, he looked disdainful.
He had never done this when he was a child. Why would he need to pick the lock to enter his own house?
Just act nicely to the adults and his grandmother will definitely prescribe the medicine for him.
His father said that if he learned how to pick locks, he would ask Grandma Guan next door to help break his hands.
Lock picking is addictive. Once you get tired of picking your own locks, you will become curious about other people's door locks.
If your mind is a little more crooked, won’t you become a thief?
San Naozi's face turned blue and red, and his face was bruised and swollen from being beaten, making him look like an overturned color palette.
With a big face and a flattering smile.
"What are you talking about, aunt? I'm not feeling well.
My mother felt sorry for me and told me to eat more lard residue. How can it be considered stealing if it’s our own food?
Diao Yulian seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and she was laughing brilliantly.
"How ridiculous! Sannuozi, do you think we are all fools?
I've seen you running out to look for someone with two bags full of lard more than once.
You can tell at a glance that most of the lard residue probably went into this woman's mouth, right?"
If Third Aunt was really dead, she would be so angry that she would wake up.
San Naozi smiled wryly: "Xiaoxia is not feeling well either, and my mother asked me to give her some nourishment."
Jin Qiaofeng's face turned into a long bitter melon and she sneered.
"Oh wow, that's hilarious! And you're feeling weak, I think you're probably just lazy."
His eyes were like knives as he glared at the two men, and he spat at them in anger.
San Naozi stuck his neck out and muttered something, and was about to quibble when his mouth was slapped and twisted.
He covered his face with a look of disbelief.
"Dad, how could you hit me?"
From childhood to adulthood, no matter how unruly he was, his father never touched him.
The third uncle stood up straight and shook his palms, which were a little numb from exerting too much force.
“I’m going to hit you!
I really regret not beating you to death back then!"
The third uncle spoke too quickly and choked. He coughed a few times before continuing.
"Your mother does love you, but can you honestly say that you love her even a little bit?
When she died, she was still talking about you, and you? I don't know where you went to live happily.
In the end, your mother even had to ask everyone to pool the money for her medical treatment!"
He has educated his children a lot since they were young. Although he didn't hit them, he taught them everything he needed to.
Among all the kids in the compound, he is the only one who seems to be different.
He won't force you to do anything if your grades aren't good, but if a person can't even distinguish between right and wrong, then he is completely hopeless.
After my partner passed away, sometimes I couldn’t sleep and would lie in bed alone and fantasize.
Could it be that I picked up the wrong baby?
He went to the hospital to check on the pregnant women who gave birth that day, and found that only his family gave birth to a boy, so it was impossible that the babies were switched.
Later he gradually realized that some people are born bad!
Sannozi felt the pain in his legs again, and he was overwhelmed with grief and fell to the ground crying.
“Oh my god—”
At this moment, he really hoped that his mother was still alive and could stand in front of his father to protect him.
The third uncle took something out of his pocket and threw it on the ground.
San Naozi's eyes widened, and he ignored everything and pounced on him.
He accidentally stepped on Cui Yimin's leg and finally caught the thing in his hand.
Holding it in his hands, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, thank goodness."
He came here just for this treasure. If it was broken, he would vomit to death.
The third uncle looked at him coldly and snorted.
"How much do you think this is worth?"
The third bad boy held it in his arms, protecting it carefully for fear that someone would snatch it away.
He held his head high and wiped the blood from his nose: "Of course I know, this is a good thing, it can be sold for this amount!"
He stretched out five fingers and gestured.
Fu Zhenggang laughed heartily: "You can still see a fool in broad daylight? It's really hilarious."
Lai Xi stood by and watched his father smug, afraid that the person on the ground would get up and beat him.
Sure enough, San Naozi was unhappy and started to choke.
"How do you speak like that? With those tiny green bean-sized eyes of yours, I can't even recognize you!"
Fu Zhenggang's face changed. He took off his slippers, waved them in his hand, and wanted to throw them in someone's face.
"Who are you scolding?"
"What's wrong with scolding you?"
"I--"
Fu Zhenggang was about to say something when he heard the third uncle say, "If this is real, it would be worth a lot of money."
This sentence was like a thunderclap, which made San Naozi completely disoriented.
My head was dizzy and my tongue was tangled and I couldn't straighten it out for a long time.
The crowd watching in the compound were also very surprised, and they all became energetic and excited again.
Diao Yulian hesitated and said, "Third Master, are you talking about something fake?"
Gao Xiulan and Lin Xiaotong also looked at each other.
No one in the compound is quite clear about this matter.
Zhou Zhou and Tang Yuan, who were originally accompanying Xiao Bai, now pricked up their ears to listen.
San Naozi patted his chest and swore: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
He once heard his father and mother talking about the good things in his family outside the door, and this snuff bottle was one of them.
When he was running away with the things, he was also careful and took away all the treasures in the house.
The only thing left was this snuff bottle. After I ran away and spent all my money, I wondered where the treasure was in my dreams at night.
He was so anxious that he was scratching his head. After he finally succeeded, I told him it was fake. Isn't that funny?
There was a flash of sarcasm in the third uncle's eyes, and when he saw his bastard son's miserable appearance, the depression in his heart dissipated a little.
She continued to speak slowly and steadily, stabbing him in the heart with precision.
"After you left, your mother's health deteriorated and she needed to take medicine. You also took all the money in the family.
I pawned this thing, so of course what you have in your hand is a fake."
The third uncle didn't lie.
Xie Da Jiao hissed and touched his chin.
"I remember that I did run into Mr. Sanda in front of the Xidan Trust Store one day."
Trust stores used to be second-hand markets where people could buy and sell items.
If you don't have enough money, bring something a little more valuable with you so that you can have some cash to spend when you come out.
Why did Xie Da Jiao go?
Because some small parts of the bicycle at home are badly worn and need to be replaced, I usually go to the trust store to look for them.
These words were like a bolt from the blue, almost blowing Sannozi's mind.
All his strength was almost gone. He staggered a few steps and sat down on Cui Yimin's stomach.
Cui Yimin also took the opportunity to spit out the smelly socks in his mouth and coughed several times.
His eyes looked as if he wanted to burn a hole in San Nuozi's body.
This damn bastard actually sat on him!
He yelled, "I'm going to the police station to sue you for assaulting me!"
After a few words, he started coughing like crazy, almost coughing out his lungs.
After lying on the bluestone slab for a long time in my open-crotch pants, my swollen buttocks felt hot and itchy.
Wu Shengli disliked him and immediately slapped him with a big slipper.
"You little thief, you still think you're right?"
Cui Yimin's mouth was hit crooked, and his neck was twisted as well. He covered his neck and twitched in pain.
The third uncle suppressed his laughter and continued, "The thing in your hand was later imitated by me.
I'm not a master, so this is naturally fake.
Your mother's name is engraved on the bottom of the bottle. If you don't believe it, just take a look."
San Naozi was shaking all over like he was having a seizure and almost had a heart attack.
I didn't believe it, so I held my breath and turned the bottle upside down. After seeing it, my body completely weakened.
He collapsed to the ground and hit Guo Xia with a dull thud.
Guo Xia's face turned pale. She was so unlucky that she was used as a human cushion.
Sannozi felt dizzy.
If this is false, why did he go to so much trouble to come back from the United States?
Get a beating?
Similarly, Cui Yimin and Guo Xia's faces turned pale.
Ernengzi couldn't help but burst into laughter, but his mother glared at him and he covered his mouth and laughed.
Lin Xiaotong couldn't help but laugh secretly with Xie Yi.
It makes me happy to see stupid and bad people get humiliated.
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