As a result, not long after that incident, this kid actually "offended" again.
I use my brain in places it shouldn’t be used all day long!
This time this kid actually found someone else to buy wood carvings from Gumuxuan -
He is self-aware and knows that Lao Mumu will not sell wood carvings to him.
Then it was sold to someone else.
Then......
Okay, we got into big trouble again.
The leg is also broken now.
There is no explanation yet from Lao Mumu.
When this kid can get out of bed, he will carry this kid to apologize to Lao Mumu.
What's all this?
How can this bastard make the same mistake over and over again?!
Mr. Zhou became more and more angry the more he thought about it.
Now Lao Mumu is afraid that he really wants to sever ties with them.
As a result, this kid didn't realize the seriousness of the situation at all and was still talking nonsense.
"You say you are a waste, but I think you are the same!"
Mr. Zhou's face was as dark as water, "Are you still embarrassed to talk to others?"
"Look what you have done?"
"What did I do?"
Zhou Mingbao rubbed his neck and shouted to Mr. Zhou, "Is this my fault?"
"Obviously the other party is not obeying the rules!"
"you-"
Mr. Zhou stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Mingbao. His lips trembled with anger and he couldn't utter a single word for a while.
"What am I?"
Zhou Mingbao was impatient and looked irritable, "Yes, my leg is broken and I am useless."
"Is this okay?"
"So annoying!"
"you-"
Mr. Zhou's body was trembling.
That's what makes you angry.
...
"Old man."
The old lady took Zhou Lao's hand and asked, "What do you care about with your child?"
"You also know that Zhou Zhou is in a bad mood right now."
"Let's wait until his leg gets better in a few days to talk about some things."
"……snort!"
Mr. Zhou snorted heavily but didn't say anything else.
He knew that his wife was right. In his current situation, how could he listen to the words of education for his son?
No matter how much you say at this time, it will only be counterproductive.
…
"It is going to rain."
The old lady glanced out the window, a little surprised on her face.
"Old man, please go back to the store quickly."
"It won't be good when it rains heavily."
"Um."
Mr. Zhou nodded, "Then I'll come back in the afternoon."
"You should also pay attention to rest,"
"When this kid falls asleep, you should also take a nap."
"Ok, I know."
The old lady bent her eyes.
…
Mr. Zhou left the ward.
After a while, the old lady also left the ward carrying a hot water bottle.
Zhou Mingbao was the only one left in the ward.
…
"Wow~"
Heavy rain poured down, and the strong wind blew the rain indoors.
Zhou Mingbao frowned.
"Why so slow?"
He complained.
The water stains on his face made him very unhappy and reached out to wipe it away.
"Bang~"
He placed the bowl of apples heavily on the bedside table, feeling choked in his heart and feeling uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, nothing goes right."
"They are just weird guys."
"Now even the rain is against me."
…
"Who is it?"
"Is it still justified to hit people now?"
"You wait and break my legs. This is not the end of the matter!"
"Damn, bastard..."
"Dare to break my legs..."
"See if I don't ask some brothers to break your legs too!"
"You wait……"
…
Xiao Xiao squatted on the branches of the big tree outside the ward.
The windy and rainy weather did not have any impact on him.
His whole body was dry, as if he and the torrential rain were in two separate worlds.
If you look closely, you will see a faint golden light looming on the surface of his body.
…
Zhou Mingbao in the ward became increasingly irritable.
"Why haven't you come back yet?"
He pulled at his clothes impatiently.
The fabric on his left shoulder was soaked by the rain and stuck to his body.
Even inside the warm and dry quilt, he felt a bit damp and cold.
…
"Bang~"
Zhou Mingbao picked up the pillow and threw it out.
"anyone there?"
"Where have all the people died?"
"Should-"
"boom!"
Zhou Mingbao's voice stopped suddenly.
He still maintained the posture of throwing the pillow before, but his whole body was stiff.
Just now, just now, a bolt of lightning struck the pillow he threw on the ground.
The flying feathers are still floating in the air.
His eyes grew wider and wider.
what happened?
Okay, how could this lightning hit the house?
"Gulu~"
He swallowed hard and slowly straightened up.
"Ha ha."
He twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed twice.
"Coincidence, right?"
Has he been on bad luck lately?
"What a bad luck."
"Why do all these bad things happen to me?"
"Struck by lightning?"
"That damn Wang Shuo deserves to be struck by lightning!"
"Bang~"
Another thunder struck into the house.
landed beside his bed.
There was a scorched black patch on the ground.
Zhou Mingbao felt as if his throat was being pinched, and his face became ugly.
"What's the meaning?"
His facial features were twisted, "It's not over yet, is it?"
"Why should you hit me with lightning?"
"The person who deserves to be struck by lightning is obviously the guy who broke my leg!"
"boom!"
This thunder is closer to Zhou Mingbao.
He almost felt like he smelled something burning.
It's not the smell of burnt pillows that was in the air before.
It's a different burning smell.
His eyes rolled slightly.
I patted slowly and felt a dull pain on my cheek.
He slowly reached out and touched his cheek.
The smooth touch told him that the injury he thought had not happened.
The so-called pain is just his illusion.
He's fine.
Unscathed.
Zhou Mingbao breathed a sigh of relief slowly.
Scared, scared him to death.
He had just broken his leg and was struck by lightning again...
If it weren't for the fact that humans couldn't control the thunder, he really doubted who was deliberately hitting him with thunder to retaliate against him.
He picked up the bowl on the bedside table and threw it out, "Damn it!"
"Even for God's sake-"
"Bang~"
"Crackling~"
The porcelain bowl fell into pieces, and a small piece of broken porcelain scratched his cheek.
He didn't dare to move.
too close.
It was as if the thunder just now was right in front of his eyes.
He almost thought he was going to be struck by lightning.
The power of thunder frightened him.
Zhou Mingbao's face turned pale, and there was a roar in his ears.
His eyes were blank and unfocused.
He didn't even hear the door open.
…
"weekly?"
The old lady put down the water bottle, and then she became somewhat aware of the strange atmosphere in the room.
She couldn't help but look at her son on the hospital bed strangely, "What's wrong?"
"Why is it so quiet?"
After my son was injured and hospitalized, he always liked to make a lot of noises because of the pain in his legs and the dissatisfaction in his heart.
There is rarely quiet time in the ward.
Fortunately they live in a single ward.
The sound insulation effect of the single room is also acceptable.
Even so, she and her father were visited several times by doctors and nurses in the hospital.
Ask them to pay attention to the patient's emotions and be careful not to affect other patients.