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Chapter 214 Even if his son is missing a leg, he is still a man

Chapter 214 Even if his son is missing a leg, he is still a man (please recommend me for monthly votes)

Cheng Chuliang looked at his third brother in confusion. "Third brother, what do you mean, you really came here to watch the fun today?"

Cheng Chubi was unhappy. Forget it, he was his brother, so he could only explain a few words patiently.

"Second brother, your heart ailments need to be treated with heart medicine. Don't let Brother Niu complain so much. Who knows why he is so depressed and decadent?"

"I want to treat his legs, but I also want him to cheer up and put Uncle and Aunt Niu at ease, instead of continuing to be a otaku waiting to die at home."

I don't know how to use hypnosis. Since the other person likes to complain after drinking, I can just guide him.

"……otaku?"

"A man who stays at home and does nothing but eat, drink, poop and sleep." Cheng Chubi explained as quickly as possible.

While continuing to persuade him to drink, he started to introduce the topic seemingly casually.

"I lost a leg, but I'm still a man, but my parents..."

"You will always look at me like a poor person, and you will be careful when talking to me.

It's as if I, a grown man, have become something that can only be held with care."

"They...they think I'm useless and a waste...then they should get married as soon as possible.

It’s only right to pass on the family lineage to Lao Niu as soon as possible, why?”

Cheng Chubi looked at Niu Weituo who was wiping his tears and roaring loudly while drinking.

The servant serving the wine had already been kicked out by Cheng Chubi, and even the second brother was arranged by Cheng Chubi to guard the hospital gate.

This saves the rest of the crowd from running over to watch the fun and making Uncle Niu's family uneasy.

Although it is good for the patient to let the patient talk and vent, it is not good if it affects the unity of the family.

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi became a little unhappy and filled Niu Weituo with another glass of wine to persuade him.

"That's just your self-righteousness. It doesn't mean that it's really what Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu think."

"Besides, I don't think their ideas are wrong. I hope that after a hundred years, you will have someone to take care of them."

"Then you mean I'm wrong?" Niu Weituo opened his blood-red eyes, drank a lot and said angrily.

Yoyoyo, you are so angry that you are coming at me? Cheng Chubi chuckled. "Yes, I just thought you were wrong?"

"Cheng, do you dare to say it again?" Niu Weituo raised his finger and almost poked Cheng Chubi's nose.

"You are really out of breath when you say you are fat. Do you think I dare not say it?" Cheng Laosan, the leader of the Cheng family's cultivation, subconsciously retorted.

"Then just say it!"

"You asked me to say it, believe it or not, I actually said it."

"You, you say."

"Okay, what did you say I said?"

Niu Weituo was completely stunned. He blinked his eyes and was stunned for a long time without understanding what he wanted Cheng Laosan to say.

"What's the matter, you have nothing to say?" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but said happily when he saw Brother Niu acting so stupidly.

The servant cowering at the door was angry, scared, and wanted to laugh. His expression was very complicated, and his eyes were also very complicated.

I always feel that this Cheng Laosan is not a normal person. How can any normal person chat with his son like this?

You're not here to persuade people, you're just here to provoke and make trouble.

"Cheng Laosan, don't provoke Niu."

"Look at you, look at you, why did I provoke you? Aren't we being reasonable?"

"You said it to me, but you didn't move anything." Cheng Chubi was shocked to see that Niu Weituo still had sense, and quickly poured him another glass of wine.

Although Niu Weituo is an honest and honest person, he is not stupid.

"Then what do you mean? Do you want to come to me to talk about something, or do you want to get me fucking drunk?"

"I just want to ask you, what is your dream? Generally speaking, big men are not willing to talk about such a shameful topic."

"So I wanted to get you drunk before asking." Cheng Chubi sighed quietly. "But you should be about the same now..."

"..." Niu Weituo looked at Cheng Chubi, who was serious in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

"I think you deserve a beating for what you say, do you know that?"

Cheng Chubi's face turned dark. What the hell, could it be because there was a generation gap of more than 1,400 years between himself and these ancient people?

As a result, the art of language that expresses truth, goodness, and beauty often goes awry after being exported.

A group of young and old men often look at themselves with expressions and eyes of disgust and displeasure.

Thinking about my own miserable experience in Jiucheng Palace, being pulled over by Uncle Li from time to time and ridiculing me.

He was beaten twice with a stick by Uncle Li's biological father, the black-faced old man Li Yuan.

As a result, I almost became the disgrace of Jiucheng Palace and the laughing stock in the eyes of tens of thousands of You Xiaowei soldiers.

What the hell, it’s hard to be a human being, it’s even harder to be a real person, and it’s even harder to be a real person who likes to tell the truth.

The countless resentments in Cheng Chubi's heart finally coalesced into a true and honest statement from a real person.

"You're not the first person to say such things. You can't even be ranked in the top thirty, let alone the top ten. Thank you..."

Hearing this, Niu Weituo couldn't help laughing loudly and pointed at Cheng Chubi.

"Okay, anyway, Niu is missing a leg now. I can't beat you. Someone will take care of you."

"Haha...except for my father, I don't know who will deal with the others. Tell me your dream quickly or leave."

Cheng Chubi said impatiently, "I'm most annoyed by these guys who like to nag non-stop. I have to do business."

Niu Weituo poured another full glass of wine down his throat, stared into the blurred bull's eyes, and said unsteadily.

"My dream... is very simple. When I was sixteen years old, I could defeat my father with either a sword or a sword.

I just wanted to be like my father, leaping across the river, fighting on the battlefield and making achievements, but I didn’t expect that I would be on the battlefield for the first time..."

"My dream now is just to let him know that even if his son is missing a leg, he is still a man and can still kill enemies on the battlefield and make contributions."

"Yes, better than him..." Before he could finish the last few words, his head fell directly on the desk.

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Cheng Chubi smacked his lips and concluded that Brother Niu was just not convinced.

I have a broken leg. I don't want to stay at home and let you pity me. I just want to use swords, guns, swords and halberds to prove that I am still a man.

"Okay, Brother Niu... I'll try to help you." Cheng Chubi leaned over and whispered.

When I turned around, I saw that the servant of Niu Mansion was still sneaking around at the door.

"The guy at the door is stunned. Go and tell my second brother and ask him to bring my guy."

"Ah? Mr. Cheng San, what do you want to do?" The servant who stepped in walked in and looked at the drunken young man worriedly and asked.

"What else can I do, of course, check your young master's body and take his measurements.

Can we make him a new foot so that he can realize his dreams and travel around with the sky wide open?"

"..."


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