"Meng Fanle, Meng Fanle, is this what you think? Ah, if you really think so, I will shoot you right now and reunite your family. We came here not for anything else but to pick up your parents and go back to fulfill our filial duties. Do you understand?"
"This is the first time I've seen you act like a human being. Meng is annoying. Filial piety is something that comes naturally. Can you please stop pretending at this time? Ah, can you?"
Si La Si La came upstairs with a gun, urging them to pack up their things quickly. They didn't come here for tourism, leaving Fan La downstairs as if something had happened to him, plucking flowers one by one. What an unlucky child. Shuo Yu walked over and looked at him.
He finally understood that Fanla had never been an honest child since he was young. After all, his father was not a good father and could not raise a good child. He looked at the fuzz on Fanla's face and put the other flowers on his ears on his ears.
"It's annoying. Actually, you knew it would be like this from the beginning, right? In this respect, you are better than your father, really."
Shuoyu looked at the pair of bright little eyes and said this very seriously. He patted Fanla's back and followed Silasila upstairs. However, when he stepped onto the stairs, he seemed to hear a woman crying faintly. Shuoyu subconsciously thought it was Fanla's mother, so he leaned close to his ear and told him to talk to his mother when he had time, and not to always make women cry for him.
"This isn't my mother." Meng Fan looked at Banxian'er with a strange expression. He also heard a woman crying, but it really wasn't his mother.
Shuo Yu didn't think he was hallucinating. There really was a woman's voice crying. Was there anyone else in their family besides his father and mother? But he soon forgot about the vague crying because he was faced with a new problem - Meng Fan's father's pile of books.
Even a fool would know that staying here would mean death, so Fanla's parents were willing to go with them, but their only request was that they move his books away.
"Life is all vain~Love and affection are pursued by fools~Just... take all these books with you."
His tone was light and airy, just like his book was light and airy, but unfortunately it was not.
As soon as he said this, everyone started to get busy, piling up the books from Old Meng's house into bundles and piles, trying to figure out how to take them all away. Shuo Yu flipped through the books one by one to see what they were. He had read some of them, but most of them he had not.
According to what Meng Fanle said, these books are not even one tenth of what their family originally had. Shuo Yu also learned that the old Meng family originally had a study with books, which was almost like a bookstore. However, only these are left now. However, these are still quite a lot.
Fanla and Sila just stood there watching, Milong took the opportunity to put things into his trouser pockets. Doubing was carrying a bookcase that was almost taller than him, but he couldn't carry it on his back, and he fell down.
He was pulled up by Shuo Yu who was passing by, but he was still in danger of falling backwards again. It is true that all the books are good books, but there are too many of them. The thirteen of them would be exhausted just carrying these few books, so there is no need to do anything else.
He pulled Meng Fanle's clothes,
"No, can't we just throw these somewhere first and move them later?"
"Okay, if you don't move, then he won't leave. You can give it a try."
Someone who was also looking at these books was so shocked that he said jokingly,
"Tell me, isn't this your family's business? Why do you look so gloating, right, Banxian'er? Look at his little eyes."
Milong passed by and pulled Fanla and Sila over, and brought Banxianer into the circle, winking and saying,
"Hey, I have an idea. Let's call this old bastard..." Fanla glanced at Milong with his small eyes, and Milong quickly changed his name.
"I'm saying that if his father is annoying, we can just knock him out and then have Banxian carry him away, okay? He has too many books, and his father can't move them at all!"
Milong looked around and found that there was nothing in Old Meng's house except a pile of useless books. He came up with an idea, and as long as Fanla nodded, he could knock the old bastard unconscious immediately.
Shuo Yu looked at Mi Long's big eyes and felt that he was really capable of doing such a thing.
Fanla opened his mouth and now he was really gloating, he stretched out his little finger and wanted to make a bet with Milong.
"Well, I'll make you a ten-to-one bet. If you carry him over there and put him down, the moment he wakes up, he'll jump right into the Nu River in front of you. As long as he's not dead—I mean, as long as he's not dead—he'll crawl back to this pile of books and die!"
Meng Fanle stared with his eyes wide open and said seriously,
Shuo Yu turned his head and glanced at his father, feeling a little doubtful.
"No, he's like that, jumping up and down at any moment? Are these books so important to him?"
"Of course not. He's got guts for this. Think about it. He's been calling us traitors and traitors for most of his life. He calls us traitors and traitors every time we lose a battle. Now, just for this room full of books, he's become a traitor and traitor himself. Think about it."
When Fanla said this, he gritted his teeth a bit.
At this time Shuoyu heard the woman crying again, he patted Meng Fanle's shoulder,
"I'm so annoyed. Did you hear that? Why do I hear a woman crying again? It's really not your mother?"
"Uh, Dad, what is Mom doing?" Fanla asked his father with some doubt and uncertainty.
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