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so many motherfuckers

Mr. Wan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "Silly boy, I don't have that ability. I'm just scaring them. Your father, that bastard, left us two alone when we fled. Now he's here to pick us up. Humph! He's not going...

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When Mr. Wan finished talking a lot in anger, he realized that Baozhu had fallen asleep leaning on the chair next to him. She was really a little girl who could eat and sleep well. The fortune teller said don't look at her stupid, she will be very good in the future.

You are lucky, it is your destiny to be rich and noble

It's just that the good days for their grandparents and grandchildren are probably coming to an end. It's definitely not a good thing for the unfilial son to suddenly think of sending someone to pick them up and take them to the city after so many years.

He is old, so he has nothing to fear

It’s just that Baozhu is still young, and he has been silly and stupid since he was a child. He is afraid that he will be sold and still laughs.

Two days later, Wan Fugui personally brought people to invite him, but he kowtowed and was too long to kneel down.

The human heart is made of flesh. Just when Wan Fugui knelt down and felt uncomfortable all over his body and was about to say hello to his ancestor, Mr. Wan finally agreed to see him.

Wan Fugui immediately began to serve him diligently and was very kind to the old man and Baozhu. After another half a month, Mr. Wan agreed to take Baozhu and Wan Fugui to go to the city to enjoy happiness. He had been suffering for most of his life.

, it is also necessary to enjoy peace and happiness

The carriage traveled for two days and two nights, and arrived at the mansion in the city on the morning of the third day.

As soon as I got off the carriage, I saw several women covered in jewelry coming out. The oldest was not forty, and the youngest was two years younger than Baozhu. They were all wearing colorful cheongsams of various colors. The colors were so bright that it hurt my eyes.

Bao Zhu glanced from left to right, and then from right to left. She looked around, her eyes were dizzy, and she still didn't know who was her mother. She stretched out her hand and pulled Wan Fugui's hand, and asked in distress.

: "Fugui dad, which one of them is my mother?"

As soon as these words came out, the women standing at the front became embarrassed. Wan Fugui scratched his head, not knowing how to answer. After Wan Fugui escaped from famine, he raised money and started a small business with several fellow villagers.

During the business, my wife got lost when she was fleeing famine. I thought that there was a famine in my hometown, and my father and daughter might have died of hunger long ago. For the sake of my children, I married another wife in the city. I always wanted to have a son, but I had no choice but to continue my marriage.

The two children he gave birth to are still daughters, but he was so angry that he was half-dead. In the past few years, his business has expanded, and he has added several aunts and wives. He said in a mocking tone, pointing to the women standing in the first row and said: "This

It’s the second mother, this is your third mother, and this is your fourth mother. Your mother accidentally got lost when she was running away from famine. If she hasn’t been found yet, dad will definitely find her, don’t worry!”

When he finished speaking, Bao Zhu also counted on his fingers. He seemed a little disappointed and shook his four big, thick, black fingers, and said very worriedly to Wan Fugui: "There are so many mothers! What about our family?"

Is there enough food to eat?”


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