Zhu Fugui stayed there for a long time without reacting.
He just said that his mother was caught trafficking children and was sent to the police station.
At this moment, he did not feel the slightest bit of worry or panic in his heart. As far as he was concerned, he did not worry or care whether his mother was put in jail or not.
What matters is, what should he do with the debt he owes?
I really don't understand how selling a fool could be discovered. Could it be that you can't even handle a fool?
Not only did he fail to handle it, but he also got himself into trouble. He didn't have a job, so where would he get the money?
What a waste.
Zhu Fugui did not hesitate to insult his mother who gave birth to him, as if she were an animal.
This has been the rule he has followed since he was a child.
Now that things have come to this, there is nothing he can do no matter how angry he is.
He could only vent his anger by kicking the stone far away, but accidentally hit someone else.
"Ouch--"
Zhou Ermao, who was working at the edge of the field, suffered this sudden misfortune for no reason.
There was a bump on my head out of nowhere.
"Who is it! So immoral? He was born by a mother but not raised by her?..." Then he started to speak wittily without pausing.
Zhu Fugui was stunned by the scolding, and it took him a long time to recognize the owner of the voice.
The voice sounded very much like that of Zhou Ermao, his younger brother who used to follow him around. It seemed that his life was indeed very comfortable back then.
He had good luck gambling and made some money. When he was young, he was quite handsome and many women wanted to marry him.
When he returned to the village, there was still a group of similar small-time thugs who had not made any achievements and followed his lead.
But he was very proud of it.
So he asked tentatively: "Ermao, is that you?"
Zhou Ermao put down his hoe and climbed up the ridge of the field like a whirlwind.
Only then did he look into Zhu Fugui's eyes.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help but hug each other.
Zhou Ermao cried bitterly, telling how his family had forced him to get married and farm during this period.
Like a young wife who has been wronged.
Zhu Fugui comforted him on the surface, but in his heart he was scolding him.
I just think he's just pretending. What's wrong with having a wife and children? At least he has land to farm and a nanny to help take care of him. What does he have?
Now I think about it, I really regret that I didn’t get married when I was young. I should have a place to go now, right?
Unlike now... I don’t know where I should go except this old house.
He is in his thirties and there are no more virgin girls at his age. Even if there is one, no one would want to live with him and have no food to eat.
Most of them are divorced women with children, or women with strange tempers who are difficult to get along with.
He was left alone like this.
Hearing that his former follower was doing better than him, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Out of vanity, he embellished his experience and boasted about it.
Zhou Ermao is not a very smart person, otherwise he would not follow Zhu Fugui's lead. After hearing this, he envied his elder brother even more.
According to Zhu Fugui's description, he would wear a diamond watch and drive a luxury car when he went out, and people would call him "Mr. Zhu" wherever he went.
Zhou Ermao was convinced and nodded vigorously, expressing his opinion seriously, "I know. The Ning family is rich now, and they must have spent a lot of money to build such a beautiful courtyard. Brother Zhu, you and the Ning family are still relatives after all, so it's natural that you are not bad."
Zhu Fugui subconsciously nodded in agreement, then suddenly realized what he had said. He grabbed his hand and asked seriously, "What did you say? The Ning family has become very rich?"
Zhou Ermao nodded in confusion, "Brother Zhu, don't you know?"
In order to maintain his face in front of his former younger brother, Zhu Fugui naturally could not admit that he did not know.
So he nodded, put his hands on his hips and pretended to be disdainful, "I definitely know, but I didn't expect you to think that they are rich?"
When Zhou Ermao heard this, he felt that his elder brother was really amazing. He didn't even care about things like rebuilding the house.
I guess he must be very rich.
So he looked at his eldest brother's eyes, which were shining like stars, and he kept asking him about many things in the town.
At first, Zhu Fugui would exaggerate a few words in order to show off and retain his few remaining followers.
Later on, he couldn't wait to see what the Ning family's yard looked like now, so he became a little perfunctory.
He sent Zhou Ermao away with a few words and went to the Ning family yard.
You won’t know how shocking it is until you see it.
This courtyard, no one can help but praise its beauty. It's like a small Western-style building.
Just looking at the appearance, no one would think that this is a house built by oneself in the countryside. They would think it is a big house bought from outside.
Even the surrounding environment is no longer the barren earth slope it used to be, but has been renovated to look very beautiful.
It’s ten times, oh no, a hundred times more beautiful than the home of casino owner Ma Biying.
"Oh my goodness..." Zhu Fugui said subconsciously.
He really didn't expect that the Ning family had become so rich. This was completely different from when he left and they were barely able to make ends meet.
At first he was a little jealous, and envy surrounded him, making him almost breathless.
Why do the Ning family members live in a nice house, while there are piles of cobwebs in my house? Don’t the Ning family members know how to clean it up?
At least there is some connection, right?
After all, they are still in-laws, right?
Obviously, he had completely forgotten that Old Lady Zhu almost sold Ning Zhihuan.
Even if he remembered it, he wouldn't take it seriously. In his eyes, it was not a big deal at all.
A fool would have sold it. If they had sold it, maybe the Ning family would be richer now.
Therefore, the Ning family should not blame him but should thank him.
Zhu Fugui even believed it through self-hypnosis.
So he swaggered to Ning's door with his big belly and knocked on it.
Ning Zhihuan came to open the door with her two braids swinging back and forth, jumping and skipping.
Ning Zhihuan couldn't help feeling happy as she originally thought that Xiao Yuchi was coming to dinner today.
It wasn't until he saw Zhu Fugui's pig-headed face that the smile on his face disappeared visibly.
Zhu Fugui is as his name suggests, like a rather wealthy pig, pitifully ugly and terribly fat.
But my pocket is cleaner than my face.
He has dirty hands and does all kinds of things. He has been to jail many times.
In my previous life, I helped Ning Hong do a lot of bad things.
At this moment, he was baring his yellow teeth and trying his best to look kind, but it looked funny no matter how you looked at him.
"Who are you……?"
Ning Zhihuan pretended not to know him and asked this.
Zhu Fugui was not angry and patted his wrinkled clothes.
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