Mad Son-in-law

Fu Gui is as fun as a concubine.

As soon as Wang Bojun came out, he hurried to the courtyard where Wang Jie lived.

He understood that Wang Bojun's anger was based on two points. One is that he had a close relationship with Wang Xuan and violated his taboo. I really blamed myself, because I knew that Wang Bojun was going to choose Wang Xuan in the end, so I subconsciously turned to Wang Xuan. It is so naive and must not be repeated again. Second, Wang Bojun was monitoring Wang Jie, but Wang Jie found out. Moreover, in such a shameful way. This is also his improper use of people. Of course, Wang Bojun obviously wants to make himself a scapegoat. How can a grandfather admit that he is monitoring his grandson?

Therefore, the wicked have to let themselves be.

When he arrived at Wang Hongyuan's old house, Fu Gui took a deep breath and walked in with his head down. Before entering the entrance hall, he bowed in a modest manner, and then shouted: "Little master, old slave Fu Gui, please see me."

"Okay, Mr. Fu, why are you so polite? Come in, my brother Jie has been waiting for you!" Zhang Dabiao raised the curtain and smiled faintly.

If one said that the side he had seen in Yuncheng, Fu Gui understood that Wang Jie was not a figure who likes to compromise. The recent contacts gave him a few more views on Wang Jie. This kid is much more complicated than the average person his age. Cunning but not greasy, fierce but not violent, if Wang Xin is a difficult little Raksha, then Wang Jie is a little Hades. It seems harmless, but he dare to kill someone!

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for the recommendation!" Fu Gui couldn't help being polite.

Zhang Dabiao smiled and said, "Don't dare to be, I, an unknown junior, how dare I be called Mr."

"No, no, we are all the same, I serve the master, you help the young master, maybe one day, you will be the person in my seat." Fu Gui's usual shadowy face, today stretched particularly comfortably.

"Mr. Fu is here?" Wang Jie walked down slowly with a gloomy face.

Fu Gui hurriedly bowed his eyebrows towards Wang Jie and said: "Little Master, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm so old and dizzy. The wrong choice of Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi and his like, let them disturb your cleanliness. But what Ma Dahua said is all It’s a lie. Don’t take it seriously. All the mistakes are my fault alone. The master is so furious that I have to apologize over you. Now, I’m here to guilty, please let me down."

The few people sitting or standing in the living room smiled to each other. This old Fu is usually unsmiling and always looks unpredictable. Today he finally recognized it.

Wang Jie slowly picked up something wrapped in greased paper from the table, like a sap, and walked towards Fu Gui coldly.

"Mr. Fu, what are you talking about? I don't understand!"

Looking at Wang Jie's eyes and the guy in his hand, Fu Gui suddenly had a bad feeling. Could it be that this kid really wanted to take the opportunity to hit himself? Just this old bone of oneself, I am afraid that it will be scrapped if it can't stand a stick...

"Little Master, I'm sorry, I know that bracelet is very important to you, I will definitely teach those two **** when I go back. Also... Also, I never let them watch you, I... I mean let them take care of you more. You tell me again..."

Fu Gui was a little flustered, and his sentence was chaotic.

At this moment, Wang Jie suddenly smiled: "Mr. Fu, I mean, what are you talking about? How can I blame you? It's obviously the two old scum who did evil on their own. What does it have to do with you? My king Jie is not a thing, and I know that you are an elder. I let my grandfather watch the video, just to make him pay me justice. I'm afraid you are embarrassed. Don't think too much!"

As Wang Jie said, he tore off the grease in his hand, and what leaked out of it turned out to be a pair of walking sticks.

The shimmering halo of this walking stick and the regular patterns are very beautiful.

"Young Master, what are you..." Fu Gui let out a sigh of relief.

"Give it to you!" Wang Jie handed the crutch over and said with a smile: "I wanted to give it to you when I returned to Yancheng, but I never had a chance. No, if you have spare time to come over today, I will give it to you. !"

"Give it to me?" Fu Gui couldn't believe his ears.

"Yeah! Last time Yuncheng hurriedly met. I haven't seen him in eight years. I saw that Mr. Fu seemed to have some inconvenience in his legs and feet, so I asked someone to make you such a walking stick." Wang Jie said flatly: " It’s not a precious material, it’s a twelve-track wooden crutch. I heard people say that this wood is tough and flexible, and it’s very suitable for the elderly."

Twelve Daomu, which is a variant of Six Daomu and Nine Daomu, is also called the top grade Jianglongmu. This material is only available on Taihang Mountain in China. And the probability of a twelve tree from the six trees is almost one in 100,000. If this is still not considered expensive, what else can it be considered expensive?

"Young Master, I can't help it, this is too expensive!" Fu Gui was a little excited, and said quickly: "Besides, how can the old slave, how can you dare to use the crutches you bought. I just created trouble for you. It's really shameless to stand in front of you."

Wang Jie insisted on giving the walking stick to Fu Gui, and said seriously: "You can bear it. I still remember that when you met in Yuncheng, you had a black veil on your arm. This moved me very much. Eight years of life and death are endless. After I got the news of my mother’s death, you were the first person I saw with a black gauze. This shows that you have a lot of respect for my mother. Just for this point, I respect you very much."

The words made the old fox Fu Gui even some tears in his eyes.

I was just thinking about the details at the time, but I didn't expect that it was just such a thing that Wang Jie kept in mind.

The right way is that those who know good will have a right heart, and those who remember virtue will be fortune. A person who remembers the good of others in every little thing is really moving.

"Little Master, you are repaying your grievances with virtue!"

"No, I can only be regarded as repaying virtue by virtue." Wang Jie said with a smile: "Okay, you will be relieved, this matter has just passed, it has nothing to do with you. From now on, let us not mention it anymore. ."

Fu Gui nodded solemnly. This time, he didn't say anything big or impassioned, but in his heart, he had a new understanding of Wang Jie.

After bidding farewell to Wang Jie, Fu Gui felt a little excited while groping for the smooth walking stick, and rushed to a small hotel in Xicheng.

Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi ran away. He had heard the news a long time ago, so on the way to Wang Jie, he sent his men to track down the two. I got the news just now and it has been found. These two scums are hiding here.

"What about people?"

Entering the family hotel yard, Fu Guichao asked viciously in the two third-level nursing homes.

"Back to Mr. Fu, two old things are inside!"

Fu Guisheng said coldly: "Go, follow me up, I'm going to interrupt their dirty hands."

The three men went upstairs with murderous aura, and they happened to have a face-to-face fight with a girl wearing a sweater and hat. I didn't see the face clearly, but at the moment the girl passed by, Fu Gui seemed a bit familiar.

Before I had time to think about it, I arrived at the door of the hotel.

Fu Gui slammed and snapped, and the third-level nursing home kicked the door open.

"Ma Dahua, why are you hiding in the mouse hole and I can get you out!"

As soon as Fu Gui's voice fell, he was stunned, and saw Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi crying for their mother, all four arms hanging down, obviously broken...There was still a rubber stick on the ground with blood on it... …

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Dear friends, the temperature suddenly dropped, it was snowing, for personal reasons, I stopped for another day. My face is so hot, my mind is muddled, sorry