Chapter 212 Straight as a knife, it hurts people's hearts
Chapter 212: As straight as a knife, it hurts people's hearts (please vote for me and recommend me)
With a deep sigh, the servant of Niu Mansion barely smiled.
"It's still the same as before. The master and his wife tried to persuade me many times, but it was of no use at all. They are not willing to take a step out of the house."
While he was answering, he saw the familiar Uncle Niu Jinda walking towards him with a look of unexpected joy.
"Old Cheng, what brought you here? Oh, my two nephews are here too, haha..."
"I have a rest today and have nothing to do. The third child just came back. I just got some jars of good wine here. I was thinking about not coming here for a long time..."
Cheng Yaojin patted Niu Jinda on the shoulder, and the two brothers walked forward hand in hand.
Cheng Chubi and his second brother each carried a heavy jar of Cheng's secret Sanle pulp and walked into the house.
Unexpectedly, after entering the front hall, I saw a middle-aged woman who looked a little haggard.
This is Niu Jinda's wife Pei. The two brothers quickly paid tribute to their elders.
Mrs. Pei looked at the two sturdy young men from the Cheng family with a happy face and nodded repeatedly.
"You two worthy nephews, there is no need to be polite, please come quickly..."
While speaking, he heard the crashing sound, and Cheng Chubi subconsciously turned his head to look over.
Then I saw a young man who looked similar to Mr. Pei. He should have been majestic, but the word "mourning" could be seen in every corner of his mouth and eyebrows.
It's like all the adjectives related to decadence and depression can be applied to him without any deviation.
His left foot was hanging empty and he was holding a cane. Under the guidance of the servants, he came to the front hall.
Cheng Yaojin strode forward to greet him, patted his thick shoulder with his big hand and said affectionately.
"Hey, eldest nephew, long time no see. Why is your complexion so bad?"
The young man smiled with a forced and shy smile.
"When my nephew meets Uncle Cheng, he can't welcome him from afar, so please forgive me..."
"My younger brother has met brother Wei Tuo." Cheng Chubi and his second brother said to Niu Wei Tuo together.
Although Wei Tuo smiled very reluctantly, he could still smile politely and was not completely autistic.
"I have met these two worthy brothers, and they seem to be more energetic."
"Okay, Wei Tuo, go and play with your two brothers. I have something to say with your father..."
Seeing the look in his father's eyes, Cheng Chubi understood. "Brother Wei Tuo, can you take me and my second brother to your place for a while?"
Although Niu Weituo looked troubled, he still took the lead with his cane and led the way.
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"Old Niu, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and get some good food. Let us two have a few drinks. In addition, get some food and wine for the children."
"Oh, okay, you go and get some side dishes quickly, hurry up, and the young master will also send some over there..."
Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jin were sitting cross-legged. The two old men were sitting cross-legged without a proper posture. Before they chatted for a few words, they were served food and drinks.
"Come on, let's drink and drink..." Cheng Yaojin quickly picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Niu Jinda who was depressed.
After taking a sip, the two old men winked at each other for a long time before exhaling in relief.
"Hey, Lao Cheng, why do you think your threesomes are getting more and more intense?"
Niu Jinda wiped his face, the force was really strong enough.
Cheng Yaojin laughed happily and raised his eyebrows proudly.
"No, this is mixed with the essence of the wine my youngest got. It's weird that it's not very strong."
"...I admire you for taking advantage of your own son." Niu Jinda couldn't help but feel happy, pointing at this old brother who had known him for decades and said with a smile.
"How about it, that kid Wei Tuo has annoyed you again during this time?"
"Sigh... that's it. If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have agreed to let Lao Niu fight with me on the battlefield."
"In the end, I never thought that my leg would be broken less than half a year after I joined the battle. Although my wife doesn't blame me, I blame myself."
"Weituo cried and shouted that he was not happy to be beaten to death, but the medical officer could not do anything..."
Niu Jinda seemed to have seen the scene of that year again, the scene that he was most unwilling to recall, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
He quickly poured himself a glass and drained it in one gulp. The spicy heat seemed like a memory, like a knife, stabbing people's hearts with pain.
"Now he stays behind closed doors in his house all day long and ignores anyone who talks to him. I tried to find a marriage for him, but this kid refused to agree to anything."
"You say you are like this, why bother others? What do you think this is?"
"My wife and I are just one person. Now, I don't ask for anything else. I just hope that he can cheer up."
"Don't worry, you're still young, you can definitely do it. Come on, let's go together again, brothers."
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Although Cheng Chubi and his second brother took the initiative to find a topic, this Niu Weituo obviously didn't want to talk to anyone, and dealt with them wordlessly.
When we arrived at the house where Deniu Weituo lived, it was a mess and it looked like it had not been tidied up.
At this time, the servant outside looked at Niu Weituo cautiously. "Sir, the master asked us to clean up for you so that we can prepare some food and drinks for the two Mr. Cheng."
"Well, just put it away and leave it in the inner room." Niu Weituo casually threw the crutch in his hand aside.
He hopped on one leg like this and walked a few steps, then sat down behind the table.
"My dear brothers, I'm sorry, this is how I am here. If you dislike it..."
"I don't mind it." Cheng Chubi interrupted Niu Weituo's words and looked curiously at Niu Weituo's room, which looked like a doghouse.
Although it was as messy as a doghouse, Cheng Chubi saw that his walls were covered with all kinds of weapons.
There are both horizontal swords from the Tang Dynasty, Han Dynasty ring-shaped first-sword weapons with a more primitive shape, and bronze Ge.
Even the barbarians' scimitars, the weird-looking Egyptian kukri that Cheng Chubi had only admired in movies and TV series, are actually here.
This was really an eye-opener for Cheng Chubi. Well, Cheng Chubi only looked with his eyes and was relatively reserved.
But the second brother next to him was different. His eyes were so dazzled that he almost stared at these weapons.
That kind of impolite visiting behavior of approaching and touching the sheath without having to pull the weapon out of the sheath to admire it.
This made Niu Weituo, who was originally very depressed, feel a little hairy. "Brother Chu Liang, can you just take a look and stop touching me all the time?"
The second brother danced several times with the Arabian scimitar, then reluctantly put it back into its sheath. The second brother laughed happily.
"Brother Wei Tuo, what are you talking about? Our two families are close friends. We are not real brothers, but we should be better than real brothers."
"It's all for fun. Don't be too stingy. If you come to my house, you can touch everything in our old Cheng family."