After getting rid of Han Cuihong's big trouble, Wu Liang breathed a sigh of relief. He would not be able to survive the rest of his life if he continued like this.
Putting the little girl down who was full of curiosity, Wu Liang rubbed his temples and said with a wry smile: "Niuniu, never imitate your mother in the future, do you understand?"
The little girl blinked and blinked until Wu Liang's eyes were dazzled, and then she said in a sweet voice: "Mom is good to Niuniu, why can't you imitate her?"
Wu Liang was at a loss for words. He couldn't talk too much about that woman. Besides, Han Cuihong didn't talk too much. The main thing was just not to bother him.
Liu Er, who was on the side, knew better. Hearing this, he smiled and said charmingly: "Brother Liang is afraid of the second sister. The second sister even told me last night that brother Liang is a slacker."
Wu Liang's face was full of black lines, and that woman Han Cuihong dared to speak ill of him behind his back.
I thought that woman was timid and cowardly, but it seems that she didn't act that weak after all.
What a lazy man, he finally had a few days to spare, so how could he have the time to care about trivial matters?
Liu'er didn't care whether he was happy or not. She smiled and climbed onto Wu Liang's back like a koala. She rested her little head on Wu Liang's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, please treat me quickly."
"Is this necessary to treat a disease?"
Wu Liang muttered, this girl seems to be getting more and more clingy, but this feeling is really good.
"The smell on brother Liang's body smells so good, just like the smell of the sun. Liu'er really likes sleeping on his brother-in-law's back."
The little girl murmured a few words, her eyes gradually became blurry, and she fell asleep lying on Wu Liang's shoulder and fell asleep.
Wu Liang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and didn't care about the girl's constantly changing names. After a trace of immortal power passed through him, the little girl slept even more soundly.
Suddenly, Wu Liang's expression changed slightly.
He frowned tightly and murmured in a low voice: "Jie Qi..."
A wisp of black thread suddenly appeared on the soul that had been silent for many days, and a haze rose in Wu's conscience. It came so quickly.
Is love disaster imminent?
The day of the explosion seems to be not far away. Can I hold on until September 9th when I climb high?
Whether Huang Laosan's ladder to heaven can be built before that date cannot be delayed any longer.
Thinking of this, Wu Liang turned around gently, hugged Liu'er and put him on the bed. Then he tucked the little dozing next to Liu'er and whispered: "Sleep well and watch my aunt."
"Well, Niuniu knows."
The little girl crawled to Liu'er with her little butt stuck out, blinked and covered her belly with the quilt, signaling that she was a good baby.
Wu Liang smiled, pinched her little cheek as a reward, and slowly exited the room with gentle steps.
As soon as he came out of the bedroom, Wu Liang hurried to the backyard.
Before she could reach the practice room, she was stopped by Cuiyu who was in a hurry. Wu Liang interrupted before she could say anything: "We'll talk about it later if we have something to do!"
After saying that, he walked straight to the practice room without stopping. A trace of worry flashed in Cuiyu's eyes. What's going on?
…
"The soul comes out!"
Wu Liang shouted softly, and an illusory figure suddenly appeared above his head.
The figure was crumbling, and its body was covered with tiny cracks, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
Wu Liang didn't pay attention to these. Although these cracks seemed serious, as long as he waited for his injuries to recover slowly, his soul would naturally heal itself.
What he cared about was the black threads on the soul. The figure was entangled with strands of black threads. There was only one strand of black threads that spread from the feet of the illusory figure to the calf in just a short moment.
Wu Liang looked solemn and puzzled, and murmured: "How could it be so fast!"
He had already expected the love disaster to break out. When the memory was broken, he had expected that such a day would happen, but it was too fast.
The black silk on Yuanshen gradually thickened, from the original thickness of hair to the thickness of iron wire in the blink of an eye, and then to the thickness of chopsticks in less than half an hour.
Wu Liang, who was still deep in thought, woke up in an instant, with a very solemn expression on his face, and exclaimed: "How could this happen? What went wrong?"
This black silk was an illusion made by love. In Wu Liang's imagination, it should spread slowly. It would take at least ten days to grow from the thickness of hair to the thickness of chopsticks, but now it is only half an hour!
This is incredible!
"Why? Have you used your Xianli too much recently?
Wu Liang murmured in a low voice, his face changing. He must be suppressed until the ninth day of September at least!
Only on the day when you climb high, when the yang energy in the mortal world is the strongest, is when you climb to the heavenly level and start refining elixirs to build the foundation in one fell swoop. Only foundation building can resolve this love disaster.
The sparkle in Wu Liang's eyes gradually dimmed, and his white jade-like hands continued to perform spells, and the hand seals slowly merged into the soul.
The black air that was about to spread to his thighs gradually subsided, but Wu Liang's face turned pale.
The spread of love disaster was beyond his expectation, and he couldn't figure out what caused the love disaster to break out so quickly.
…
After leaving the practice room, Wu Liang's face returned to a trace of rosy color, and he hid his weakness deep in his heart.
"Liangzi, I spent a lot of money today. I..."
Han Cuihong seemed to be everywhere, and Wu Liang was entangled again as soon as he came out. Listening to the soft and soft voice, Wu Liang's head almost exploded.
"Han Cuihong! If you follow me again, I, I..."
Wu Liang gritted his teeth and wanted to threaten him, but for a long time he didn't think of how to deal with this woman.
If Huang Laosan and Erhu were okay, he would have kicked her away, but this woman couldn't hit her, nor could she scold her, which made him very troubled.
Fortunately, the savior came at the critical moment. When Wu Liang saw Cuiyu carrying a small bucket, he quickly shouted: "Girl, take your sister out for a walk. It's best to go for three to five days!"
Cuiyu pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly. She pulled Han Cuihong, who looked embarrassed, and whispered: "Sister, I already told you not to tell me. He's impatient."
"But……"
Han Cuihong looked timid. It was the first time in her life that she had to manage so much money. Dozens and millions of dollars were coming in and out every day. She was frightened for fear that a single oversight would cost Wu Liang how much money he would lose.
She also knew that Wu Liang was impatient, but she just couldn't help it. With so much money, she was almost scared to death.
Wu Liang breathed a sigh of relief and didn't bother to care about the woman. He took the barrel from Cuiyu's hand and frowned: "Where is Huzi, did you leave this matter to you again?"
"Brother, Hu Zi is so clumsy that I'm afraid he won't be able to do it well. I have to do it myself."
Cuiyu stuck out her tongue, and when she talked about Erhu, she had a dissatisfied look on her face. He couldn't water flowers like watering them. He was so stupid.
Wu Liang didn't say much, as long as the girl liked it. Anyway, it was left to Erhu to fetch water, so pouring some water would not tire the girl.
"Liangzi, today my third brother said that I want to buy a huge log. It will cost five million. Do you want to buy it?"
Han Cuihong took advantage of the opportunity, and when Wu Liang finished speaking, she quickly reported.
This sentence was said smoothly, and he finally finished it in one breath. After finishing speaking, he looked at Wu Liang cautiously, but he was shocked in his heart. His brother-in-law was so rich, and he spent millions.
Wu Liang didn't get angry this time. He touched his chin and thought for a long time before sighing: "Tell him that giant logs won't work..."
Han Cuihong suddenly held her chest and took a breath, and said happily: "Fortunately, I didn't agree. It's five million. It's too stupid to buy a few pieces of wood. I knew he must have had a bad idea. How can any wood be worth five hundred?"
Wan, later I will find someone to help you go to the mountain and cut down some trees."
Wu Liang's face was full of black lines, and he said angrily: "Listen to me before you speak! If you ask him to buy Qingyuan wood, he must be quick!"
Han Cuihong stroked her straight chest and blinked: "How much does Qingyuan wood cost?"
"Only the devil knows!" Wu Liang cursed and shouted, "It's more expensive than a giant log anyway, money is not an issue, so don't delay my business."
“More expensive than a giant log!”
Han Cuihong continued to exclaim, Wu Liang was really annoyed and shouted: "This matter is settled!"
After saying that, he ignored the tearful woman and left quickly. The Han sisters all had the same surname. They liked to have red eyes when they had nothing to do. He didn't hit anyone.
As soon as Wu Liang left, Han Cuihong recovered in an instant and lowered her voice to Cuiyu: "Third sister, Liangzi couldn't have been deceived, right? How can there be such expensive wood?"
Cuiyu was a little confused, twirling her fingers around her hair and muttering: "No way, the third brother said it should be so expensive. He doesn't dare to lie to me, right?"
"Silly girl, that fat man is not a good person at first glance. You see how fat he is eating, maybe he is just greedy for Liangzi's money. But don't worry, now I will help you manage the accounts, and I guarantee that the fat man will not get a penny.
Yes, I used to be an accountant."
"Sister, when did you become an accountant?"
"You don't know this, right? When I came to the city, my sister was very capable. She helped people collect money in a big supermarket..."
The voices of the two sisters became lower and lower, and Wu Liang, who was walking in front, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. He really couldn't judge people by their superficial appearance.
Who would have thought that Han Cuihong, a pitiful, cowardly and timid woman, would actually speak ill of others behind their backs, and even brag about herself to the limitless extent.
If Wu Liang hadn't seen the pitiful look of this woman with his own eyes that day, Wu Liang would not have dared to associate the current Han Cuihong with the tearful Han Cuihong that day.
Woman, that face is always used to confuse people.