Lu Youming stood frozen on the spot, looking at the uncle happily holding the child, "I asked. There are no pregnant girls around here, and there are no suspicious people. I see, it is your child. Your ex-girlfriend
Born, your child."
Lu Youming: Bullshit.
He stared intently at the baggage. The red baggage with the word "happy" in it was the same style as the little quilt used here to get married and have babies.
This is not the style Jiang Meili (ex-girlfriend) likes.
Lu Youming only felt that his head was swollen.
Veins popped out on both sides of his forehead.
He lowered his head, remained silent, and slowly walked into the yard.
The uncle was still talking enthusiastically, "I'm telling you, it's not easy for you to have a child. Even though it's a girl, she's still a queen. It's better than living alone."
"A person suffocates in that room in the dark and dark, and he gets sick from suffocating..."
The uncle is very noisy.
Lu Youming felt like he had a splitting headache, and felt that the old man's words were precisely hitting his minefield.
He stopped and stood on the cement road, staring directly at him through the wild grass, with a fierce look in his eyes.
As expected, every move he made was watched by the old man.
Although he said hello on the surface, he was careful even when picking up a few melons. His every move was watched...
The uncle noticed the gaze, raised his head, and looked into Lu Youming's eyes. There seemed to be a vague murderous intent.
The uncle lowered his head blankly and looked at the child. His brain was spinning for a long time. "Oh -" he nodded with understanding, "You hate your ex-girlfriend? Don't want to raise children?"
The last word "child" reveals the care of the elders.
Lu Youming was angry and vented his anger. He turned his head, strode into the house, and closed the door with a bang.
"The child is innocent!" The uncle hugged Fuchen, put his neck close to Lu Youming's yard, and shouted at him.
There was no movement inside the door.
The uncle then shouted, "She is not honest. But she gave birth to a child for you. The child is yours! You have a child for nothing! What can't you do?"
The uncle's words were full of energy, and he seemed to take the "ridicule and ridicule" in life as normal.
The room was dark.
Lu Youming stood in the darkness, listening to the uncle's words, with murderous intent in his eyes.
His eyes were glued to those tools with homemade explosives, as if he had seen the blood of women.
He doesn't need children.
There is no need for that woman's child.
Fire gas spurted out from the nose. The person could clearly feel the hot breath exhaled.
He stared out the window angrily.
Through a wooden window, the uncle's voice was still crackling.
Lu Youming stood in the darkness, took a deep breath, and started to clean up.
That kid is a dynamite now and can attract a bunch of people at any time.
At that time, the real explosives in his hands will be unclear.
"Hey, Uncle Wang, is this the kid you picked up?" There was a woman's voice outside the window.
Soon the chatter began.
There are several factories here. People from the village go there to work.
At this point, I'm back from get off work.
Lu Youming had a headache. He looked at the things on the table and shelves and couldn't care less. He immediately put everything into the cabinet.
"Is there a clear path?" a woman's voice shouted outside the window.
Lu Youming didn't answer and continued to move things.
"He's here. He just went in." The uncle said.
"The road is clear. The road is clear." Footsteps sounded, followed by a random knock on the door.
The woman's clear voice was like a fuse that could blow him up at any time.
Lu Youming found the key and locked the cabinet. He walked to the door and yelled at the woman, "What are you calling? Get out!"
He stood outside the house and closed the door with a bang. He had no intention of giving the woman tea.
The woman is a woman in her early thirties, with well-maintained skin and a certain beauty. She has been married to the village for several years and has always been a warm-hearted person. Her surname is Liu and she is married to Wang Kun. Everyone calls her Sister Liu, or Wang Kun's wife.
Looking at the closed lock and Lu Youming's stinky face, it looked like it was stained with shit.
The woman who was following him shouted something, rushed over, pointed at Lu Youming and shouted, "What did you say? Do you know how to speak well?"
He will step forward in anger.
Lu Youming glanced at the person, the coldness in his eyes was like an unsheathed winter. There was one such idiot with one hand.
Sister Liu frowned, stretched out her hand to stop her companion, but still smiled and said, "We heard that you picked up a child, which may be your biological daughter. I looked cute and wanted to ask what you think."
Her tone was slow and matched with the smile on her face, with gentle power.
"What does it have to do with me? Who said it's my child?" Lu Youming held his head high and glanced at people with his eyes raised. His unruly look made him want to be beaten.
"Hey, don't say that." Another aunt came over. "Which girl and daughter-in-law around here don't we know? No one has ever heard of being pregnant. It's impossible for anyone to come all the way to us.
Are you here to let your children go on purpose?"
Auntie has an idea for everyone: Who would be brave enough to give such a character a child? Unless it is his child.
Lu Youming said nothing, walked to the weeds up to his knees, snatched the child from the uncle's hand, and put it in the aunt's hand.
"You want to raise it, right?" Lu Youming didn't even look at the child. He stretched out his hand and let go.
"Eh?" The aunt was forced to reach out and catch the child.
"I want to support you." He turned around to enter the house.
"Hey. Hey. Youming." Sister Liu, "Sister, how old are you? I call you low. Don't be angry first."
Lu Youming didn't intend to listen. He walked to the door and stretched out his hand to open the door and enter the house.
"We also know that beauty is a big blow to you."
The hand on the doorknob stopped.
"But things have been going on for so long. People always have to look forward."
"It's not like we haven't noticed how nice you were before. You smiled at everyone, worked hard, and called you if anything happened at home. Now you look like this, and everyone feels uncomfortable watching you."
With her back on her back, Sister Liu didn't see Lu Youming's gloomy look.
"I think the child is fine. His limbs are sound and there is nothing wrong with him. If..."
Lu Youming turned around, and Sister Liu's words disappeared instantly. She looked at Lu Youming with eyes wide open in shock, looking like an evil ghost.
"Get lost!" Lu Youming waved his hand and hit him.
Sister Liu was so frightened that she jumped back and almost got hit.
"Hey!" The uncle scolded, his voice like a bell. He walked around the garden and ran over to protect the people.
Lu Youming picked up the big broom next to him, carried people on his back, and beat the people in the yard.
"ah!"
"ah!"
There were screams in the yard, and the women rushed outside. Fortunately, no one was injured, and only one person's hair was picked up by the broom and scattered into chicken coops.
He ran outside the hospital, stood there and looked at Lu Youming, yelling, "Lu Youming, why are you so crazy?!"
The uncle also rushed over and protected the woman, "How dare you try to move again?"
Lu Youming still looked angry and stood in front of the courtyard gate, "Everyone, get out of here!"
