Chapter 5
Auntie Wu's strange behavior soon attracted Uncle Wu's attention.
When the fourth young master of the Song family and his wife died, Song Yin was only a three-year-old kid. He lived for more than ten years without being loved by his uncle and aunt.
Why did the daughter-in-law suddenly feel guilty and not only care about Song Yin, the burden, but also sneak into the dirty servants' room every now and then? Something
must be wrong when things are abnormal!
Uncle Wu never leaves the house, but he also has the shrewdness of an adult. While Auntie Wu was called out shopping by her sisters, he quietly went to the utility room.
The nurse hired for Song Yin was not pretty, and she was healthy and fat.
Auntie Wu was thoughtful about this to avoid attracting too beautiful girls and causing a nest of rats.
When the girl saw her uncle, she greeted him politely, but her uncle ignored her and asked, "How is he?"
The girl replied truthfully, "The patient has been receiving nutrient solution for a month. Look at the bruise."
She lifted Song Yin's wrist slightly and motioned to her employer, "Look at the location of the intravenous needle. It's so bruised that I can't find the blood vessel."
The girl meant well, but her uncle heard other meanings. He waved his hand to refuse and said, "If it's not easy to insert the needle in the wrist, try the ankle. I remember that you can also insert the needle in the top of the head."
Song Yin has recently gotten used to two new modes of life. One is the deep sleep mode, relaxing the body and mind, and the other is the semi-awake mode, which is the body's ability to perceive the environment, including changes in light, sound stimulation, and sensitivity to pain.
As soon as he entered the semi-awake mode, he heard Uncle Wu's proposal.
Normally, he would have difficulty communicating with others because of his stuttering, so he chose to remain silent.
Silence does not mean agreement.
Song Yin thought.
[If it didn't stab you, of course you think it's nothing.]
A string of complaints floated to Uncle Wu's head, and Uncle Wu was so surprised that he immediately bent his waist, trying to avoid the sudden strange thing.
The little girl immediately covered her mouth and shook her head vigorously, using body language to prove that she never posted bullet screens when watching videos, and at most she was just watching for fun.
Then, the complaints bubbles rolled towards Uncle Wu's head like a huge cloud.
【╋████████◤】
The 100-meter-long sword has been delivered to 99+
【╭∩╮（￣▽￣）╭∩╮】
International greetings have been delivered to 99+
【(￣ε(#￣)☆╰╮o(￣皿￣///)】
The slap fight of 99+ has been delivered.
[Congratulations to Uncle Wu for being named the new Dragon King of the Slot]
The bubbles on Uncle Wu's head piled up like clouds and seas, and even the title of Dragon King had to make way for him.
This scene is really funny.
The little nurse secretly took out her mobile phone and took a close-up of Uncle Wu's head, without any decoration with Meitu Xiuxiu, and it was a one-click photo.
Uncle Wu was furious and had no evidence to prove that it was the vegetative patient on the bed who was causing trouble, so he had to take it out on the little girl, "What are you laughing at, you... Look how crowded this room is! ! "
He signaled the little girl to get out quickly.
The little girl said, "I understand, Mr. Song Wu, I'll open the window and blow it, maybe it can be blown away."
She bypassed the man's line of sight and poked the Dragon King's head with her hand. It
was very chewy and soft.
In fact, Song Yin's mood has not been very good in the past two days, mainly because his body has begun to feel hungry.
He is not thirsty, but he is very moisturized by the three bags of nutrient solution he takes every day.
[As the saying goes, fish goes with fish, shrimp with shrimp, the worst-hearted people in this family are Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu.]
[Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu have always been at odds with each other, and they don’t have children. It’s not Uncle Wu’s fault.]
Song Yin always thought that these complaints of his were just buried in his heart.
[Uncle Wu has several lovers outside, and the nutrients of ten eggs a day are shared equally.]
Uncle Song’s face turned black visibly.
It was confirmed that it was the damn vegetative person who was saying bad things about me.
Uncle Wu kicked Song Yin’s bed, causing the stainless steel bed to squeak.
Just then, the little girl overcame all difficulties and opened the windows and curtains together.
【Uncle Wu has several lovers outside.】 This bubble seemed to prefer breathing the air of nature. With a swish, it floated out of the window with great elasticity.
Uncle Wu quickly shouted, "Quick, quick, catch this weird thing!!"
The bubbles, including the one above his head, overflowed and floated directly into the courtyard through the gap of the window.
Song Yin thought.
【Uncle Wu married Aunt Wu not out of love, but because he coveted Aunt Wu's family's wealth.】
【In the whole story, he is just a useless cannon fodder, at best a background board. When the author really has no time to write the plot, he pulls him out and whips his corpse to make up the word count.】
【By the way, Uncle Wu has so many true loves outside, how many are they?】
[Is it three? I remember calling her Lian Lian, Ai Ai, really. ]
Song Yin actually didn’t want to admit it.
[Fifth Aunt has suddenly changed a lot recently for some unknown reason, and occasionally she keeps coming to this bedroom to take a look at me. ]
Song Yin thought sincerely.
[The fifth aunt is a girl after all. She has not married the person she likes, so she can only settle for the next best thing and marry a loser. 】
Wimp? ! !
Uncle Wu held two complaints in his hand and bit the "wimp" one in his mouth. He was so angry that the Dragon King around his head was smoking.
[I didn’t say it before because I wasn’t familiar with it and didn’t know it clearly. 】
Song Yin doesn't like to talk, but it doesn't mean that his soul is dry and his inner world is dry. In fact, his heart is very rich and colorful.
[Now, it’s time to stand on the side of justice. When there’s a chance, I’ll tell Aunt Wu to bring back Zhenzhen, Lianlian, and Ai’ai from outside.]
Uncle Wu: “…”
What the hell!
What if Bai Zilin finds out that I have a mistress outside and has to divorce me? Then my days in the Song family will come to an end!
Speak of the devil, and here comes the devil.
The fifth aunt's laughter came from the corridor, mixed with the voices of the eldest aunt and the second aunt.
The fifth aunt said, "You didn't see it today. The young master of the Mu family is as famous as his reputation. He is noble and handsome. I have lived for so long and have never seen a man who is so beautiful that he can make people forget to breathe. A man who is elegant and worldly-wise is really the best."
The eldest aunt smiled and said, "You are exaggerating, as if if you have a child, you can't wait to marry the child to the young master of the Mu family."
She deliberately mentioned the matter of the child.
Among the eight bags, four platinum bags were pure fakes. This was a blood feud.
The fifth aunt's smile froze.
The second aunt added insult to injury and said, "Okay, okay, I never knew that you, the fifth brother's wife, were actually a nymphomaniac. I remember the day you came to our Song family for a blind date, you were completely stunned when you saw the fourth brother, and you even made a joke, thinking that you were going to marry the fourth brother."
"Why are you still talking about the dead?" The eldest aunt suddenly changed her face, "What's the use of being handsome? Even if you are handsome, you still owe a lot of debts, causing your eldest brother to come forward to pay off most of it?"
The fifth uncle was struggling with the complaining bubbles in the house. These bubbles surged to the window and immediately stopped, unable to be pulled in or poked out.
It was embarrassing, but the truth couldn't be exposed in front of the ladies in the other rooms.
Uncle Wu hoped that the women outside would quarrel quickly.
But after being warned by the eldest sister-in-law, the women quickly reconciled and pushed the door open together.
It was over!
Uncle Wu struggled to squeeze through the bubbles that kept gushing out and opened the door of the shabby bedroom a little bit in advance.
Aunt Wu was dumbfounded and asked curiously, "Song Qingwen, what's wrong with you? Your eyes are red, as if you cried?"
Uncle Wu held the door tightly, sniffed his nose, and said with a sad face, "It's too bad, it's really too bad."
The three women outside the door could only see Uncle Wu in a strip. The room was filled with a sound of expansion, as if thousands of balloons were crowding and squeezing the room.
The whole room was about to fall into the edge of bursting.
Uncle Wu was about to be overwhelmed by the endless complaints, but he could deal with three mistresses outside and a room full of women inside. His acting skills and ventriloquism were definitely not weak.
Uncle Wu cried with difficulty, "I mean Xiaoyin is so pitiful. It's only been a month, and his arms are full of bruises from the infusion."
"I've decided. Our Xiaoyin will no longer need nutrient solution injections. He will be fed through the nose instead."
Aunt Er said in disbelief, "But, but if he eats, I remember that my second sister said she wanted to buy two more machines!"
"I'll pay for it! I'll pay for it! I'm fully responsible for this."
Impatience leads to chaos.
Uncle Wu shouted at the vegetative man in the house, "Xiaoyin, Uncle Wu is definitely not a bad person. Uncle Wu has his own difficulties. If you are still alive, you can rest your brain for a while, okay!!!"
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