Wu Liang frantically opened the stacks of new coins, and the whole room was filled with red.
“Mom, daughter-in-law, let’s make it happen, let’s make it happen!”
No one can cure the mad Wu Liang. Wu's mother looked helpless, her little face turned red with shame, and Erhu stared at the banknotes on the floor with bright eyes.
It has been a full hour since he came back, and Immortal Wu is still immersed in the carnival of making big money.
Fortunately, all the people present were family members, otherwise Wu Liang's eyes would be shattered if someone saw his performance.
Is this an innate strong person?
That extremely powerful man who is regarded as a tiger by the Huang family?
One million can make him so happy. When Huang Zhong knew it, he would have burst into tears and shouted: "Sir, you can go to our Huang family! I will give you ten million for every year you only eat and don't work!"
Of course, Huang Zhong didn't know, and Wu Liang wouldn't let him know.
Immortal Wu is not that stupid. Can I tell you that one million makes me so happy?
Then when this stupid old guy with a lot of money comes to beg for help after being beaten to death, won't it be difficult for him to slaughter the fat sheep?
"Ryouko!"
The first person who couldn't stand it was Wu's mother. She heard Wu's mother drink softly, and said angrily and funny: "Why are you so crazy? If you haven't collected the money yet, people will come back to their senses later and ask for it back."
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Until now, Mother Wu can't believe that one fish costs one million. People say people in the mountains are stupid. Now it seems that there are many fools in the city.
The innocent Huang Zhong was exposed again. If the old man were here, he would definitely curse: "Only a psycho would spend a million to buy a fish!"
Of course, in the eyes of Mother Wu, he is no different from a lunatic. Even Cuiyu, a girl as pure as a little flower, secretly called "silly old man" several times in her heart.
The excited Wu Liang finally stopped his crazy behavior and hummed after hearing this: "Want to go back? Lend them the courage!"
"You bastard!" Mother Wu scolded with a smile, with a hint of joy on her face. She slowly lowered her body to pick up the scattered coins one by one, and said with a smile: "Then let's build a new house?"
"Of course! Girl, tell me, what kind of new house do you want?"
"Hehe, we're going to build a new house! Brother Liang, can we build a house like Uncle Fourteen's house? Uncle Fourteen's house is very beautiful, but Lili's room still has a cement floor and a ceiling, but
Looks great!”
The little girl talks about this with longing. It is said that Cuiyu is only twenty years old, so she is naturally full of love for beautiful things.
It didn't matter if the family didn't have such conditions before, but now that Brother Liang has made a lot of money, the little girl naturally thought of the most beautiful house in the village first.
Although Uncle Fourteen's house is not even a piece of shit outside, for Wujia Village, where there are still mud houses in the village, the bright red brick walls and the smooth cement floor are like nothing in Wujia Village.
Mansion".
Wu Liang curled his lips. As a well-informed man, he naturally didn't think the house of his 14th uncle was that good.
Hearing what the girl said, she couldn't help but joke: "What's Uncle Fourteen's house? If we want to build one, we'll build the best one! Girl, do you want to live in a villa?"
"Villa?" Cuiyu tilted her little head, and a picture of the mansion that appeared on TV automatically appeared in her mind. After a while, she shook her head and pouted: "No, no! That one is too big. My mother and I are afraid to live there."
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Wu Liang's face was full of black lines. What did this girl mean? Why did she automatically filter herself?
However, when he thought about the fact that the damn ghost hadn't returned home for three years, Wu's conscience softened and he said in a soft voice: "Listen to me, girl, you can live in whatever kind of house you want."
Wu Liang was ready to listen to the girl's opinion, but Cuiyu hesitated again, timidly bit her green-white finger, her mouth bulged, and ultimately could not make a decision.
"Sister-in-law, what else are you thinking about? I think we'll just build a small western-style house. Not everyone in the city builds houses like this, so let's just build it like this."
Erhu, who had been staring at the red banknotes, finally came to his senses when he heard about building a house. After hearing this, he helped Cuiyu make a choice.
"Is that good?"
Cuiyu, who had been to Wuyi County as far as she could in her life, hesitated. It was a new house. My mother said it was Brother Liang and her new house. Do you want to think about it again?
The girl then immersed herself in meditation, small foreign-style building? No, there are too many in the county, and they don’t seem to look good.
Big tile-roofed house? It’s not good either. Brother Liang doesn’t seem to like this kind of thing.
Bamboo house? Forget it, there is moisture in the mountains, and the bamboo house will definitely become moldy.
One minute passed...
Ten minutes passed...
An hour passed...
Wu Liang's face turned dark, Erhu yawned and fell asleep on the table, and Wu's mother went to the kitchen to cook at some point.
"Girl, wake up!"
The confused girl raised her little head cutely, showing her little tiger teeth and smiled sweetly: "Brother, I've thought about it!"
Wu Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "My dear mother, if you don't speak, I will really think you are asleep. Thinking about the style of the house and not having a baby will take you so long."
"Just think about it. Have you decided what kind of house to build?"
"I think... forget it, I'll think about it again and tell you later."
With a snap, Immortal Wu fainted. He was defeated by the girl again. Wu Liang, who was pressing on Erhu, didn't even think about it. Girl, you are teasing me too!
Erhu, who was shaking his big head, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with Wu Liang's shirt, grinned and shouted: "What else do you want to think about? I have money, one million, let's just be like the people in the city.
Two small western-style buildings, live in one, build the other and then tear it down..."
Snapped!
"Go away, you kid, you're asking for a beating, right?" Wu Liang gritted his teeth. You think I'm just a few idiots from the Huang family, and you're living in one room and knocking down the other!
Money is not the problem, the problem is that if he really does this, I will fight him hard.
Wu Daxian, who was walking sideways outside, was a scumbag with a combat power of five at home. If he made Wu's mother and Cuiyu anxious, Wu Daxian would definitely end up with a lot of trouble.
Erhu giggled a few times and rubbed his big head. He knew that he would definitely be beaten for this idea, but the silly boy was still thinking that he would do this when we get rich in the future.
Fortunately, this boy has no money, otherwise Wujia Village would be in chaos every day. Erhu is not someone to be trifled with. Dealing with this boy is like dealing with chickens.
After giving the unreliable Erhu a lesson, and seeing that the smoke from the kitchen had stopped, Wu Liang rubbed his stiff face vigorously, trying to make himself look softer.
"Girl, have you thought about it?"
The voice was so soft that Erhu trembled beside him. He didn't feel the tenderness and sweetness, nor the full love in the legend. He just felt that Brother Liang's throat was blocked by urine.
Yes, I am clogged with urine. Could it be that those little bastards fed me urine last night? Erhu thought mindlessly, the boss grinning at the corners of his mouth.
The girl was also a little uncomfortable. She tried not to get goosebumps, looked at Wu Liang timidly, and said pitifully: "Brother Liang, Yu'er doesn't know either."
"Oh, you have thought about it, brother, I know, build a foreign-style building? This is also possible, but I'm afraid it will take a little longer."
"Um, a foreign-style house won't do? Then a big house with red bricks and green tiles is not bad. It will be built on the basis of our old house, and the yard will also be repaired."
"Well, it's settled then. Mom, Yu'er has decided to build a big house. As a mountain person, it should look like a mountain."
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"Brother Liang, I...I haven't spoken yet." Cuiyu was a little scared. Brother Liang was talking to himself, as if he was ill again.
Wu Liang smacked his mouth and said indifferently: "You have spoken, girl. I just talked to you through spiritual communication. I told you what spiritual communication is... Don't run away, I'm not crazy!"
"Mom, come quickly! Brother Liang is sick, go find Master San for help!"
The sharp screams spread throughout Wujia Village. The idle villagers smoked dry cigarettes, dug their ears and muttered: "The wife of a good son is quite loud, but she is too thin to have a child."
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Wu Liang curled his lips. The girl finally woke up. She gave Erhu, who was snickering next to her, a slap on the head, and said angrily: "You're just laughing. If I didn't say that, we wouldn't even think about eating at noon."
Erhu suppressed his smile and said naively: "Brother, do you really want to build a big house? Just like the big house door on TV?"
"What a big house, let's just make do with it." Wu Liang looked a little dazed after hearing Er Hu's words. Thousands of years have passed, and the traces he once left in this world may have long been eliminated.
Shaking his head, Wu Liang smiled lightly and let him go.
Those people back then were dying and escaping. Now the world has changed, the world is turning, and the Dharma Ending Age is coming. I am afraid that all the enemies and friends in the past have turned into a handful of loess.
"Old friends, you are not as lucky as me, Wu Liang! Hahaha..."
Erhu covered his ears and rushed out of the main room. When he saw Cuiyu who was talking to Wu's mother, he quickly shouted: "Sister-in-law, I'm really sick. Come and see the third master quickly!"
Third Master, the barefoot doctor in Wujiacun, is good at some face-saving projects. At least he can boil a pile of grass that no one knows into a pot of black mud.
This is the miracle doctor of Wujiacun. Anyway, he has not cured anyone in recent years, but it is unknown whether he has been cured.
The small Wujia Village is full of warmth, and the spirit Wu Liang is completely lost.