This is not the first time he has shot himself in the foot.
Maybe he is really out of touch with the world?
He found that not only could he not predict the behavior of his young wife, but he could not keep up with the second sister and mother he was most familiar with.
Too sad.
Mr. Hao went back to his room and shut himself up.
Waving his sleeves, a breeze rippled through the air, and several orchid petals rose with the wind and flew in the air.
It defies physics for petals to fly up from the ground.
Yes...
Hao Youzi gently picked up a petal and said excitedly to her mother: "Mom! Look! The plants and trees are alive, and the flowers are responding to you~"
Mrs. Hao:?(*′?｀*)人(*′?｀*)?
Hao Youqian:One by one?
Ling Bingbing:ㄟ(≧◇≦)ㄏ
——
Mr. Hao was helpless.
Mr. Hao decided he wanted to stand up!
If he doesn't stand up anymore, one day he may still be angry, and his mother and sister will feel that he is not worthy of Bingbing and send him away~~~
After all, the coffin is ready at the cemetery, the veterinary photos have been prepared a long time ago, and now even the burial items have arrived!!!
Yes!
Hao Youzi’s customized radio has arrived!
Big and green! When he was unpacking the express, Uncle Guan thought it was sent by some wicked person to curse the Hao family. Later, he heard that it was a burial prepared by the second lady for Hao Youqian, and he said it was awesome!
Hao Youzi gave me too much~~The store directly turned the green paint into fluorescent stone! The entire body of the radio is made of fluorescent stone. It can light up all night without strong light. This is placed in a circle. Around the tomb, grave robbers are scared to see it!
It seems that in order to retain Hao Youzi, a big customer, the store also recorded many versions of Chaodu songs for him, covering more than a dozen countries, saying that this way he would not worry about his soul not being able to understand it after death.
No——
Why should he listen to something that others can understand even though he is dead?
Maybe God felt Mr. Hao's eagerness to wake up. After the old lady moved all 20 pots of orchids into the ground, Mr. Hao stood up!!
Yes.
Stand up!!
His lower limbs have completely regained their strength!
Make him 'bounce' out of bed!
That's right.
Just bomb!
Because he can't move his upper body~~and his head~~
Fortunately, his leg muscles are strong enough to hold him in place, but his body and head... just...
The moment she opened the door, she looked at Mr. Hao who was leaning on the edge of the bed, with his upper limbs and head hitting the bed board. Ling Bingbing took a deep breath, then took out her cell phone and dialed a number she hadn't contacted in half a year with shaking hands. .
"Old... old man..."
"I'm not dead..."
"I just want to ask...how to fight zombies?"
Hearing this, Mr. Hao, who was trying hard to throw his head back on the bed, stopped.
He subconsciously turned around to say hello to his little wife, but his legs turned around, but his upper body failed.
Bang——
There was an extremely clear cracking sound in the room...
——
"Sister, I know you are greedy for his body. Girls are older and have special needs. This is understandable..."
"But no matter what, his body is still a treasure~~Don't be so harsh next time, I can't stand it anymore."
While Ling Yan was operating on Hao Youqian, he hesitated to educate his sister.
Yes.
In order to explain why Hao Youqian suddenly suffered a broken waist, Ling Bingbing had to tell everyone that she did it. She liked him, so she caught him and beat him up. Unexpectedly, the force was too great.
Mr. Hao is autistic in the air right now.
He felt that his life was completely over from today on.
He can actually break his own waist.
Will this...will this affect my wife's user experience in bed in the future?
He also didn't expect that his uncle would actually speak for him when he thought he was poaching others.
It seems... that he is biased against him.
Mr. Hao secretly blamed himself and decided to donate a sum to his uncle's scientific research project in the evening.
Ling Bingbing didn't dare to raise her head for fear that she wouldn't be able to help laughing.
"Brother...it's not what you think..."
Ling Yan's fingers continued to stitch, and he raised his eyes slightly, half-smiling but not smiling: "What kind of thing is that? Did he drop it himself?"
"The bed is so high, how can he, a vegetable, fall like this?"
Ling Bingbing: "This..."
Ling Yan knew from the look in her eyes that his sister was about to make up a story, and said before she could speak: "I don't mean to blame you when I say this, I just want to tell you that it's too rough for you to play like this, and it's also very easy. Play people bad."
"After all, he still has energy, and some of his body functions are still normal."
"I really want to play with you. Wait until he is completely dead. Give him to me. My brother will make you a large puppet like that. Don't tell me that you want to change the angle and turn your waist. I will make her neck for you." It can rotate 360 degrees and can be disassembled. If you want the forbidden love of a disabled man, just disassemble his legs."
Ling Bingbing:(*/w＼*)
Hao Youqian:┌(.Д.)┐
Mr. Hao - decided, he will let people take over all Ling Yan’s domestic properties tonight!!!
Donate a p!
Giving him a dime would be a disgrace to my old waist!
Ah...
It hurts~~~
This guy definitely did it on purpose!
——
Mr. Hao suddenly suffered a fracture, which made the atmosphere in the entire Hao family become a little weird.
Eerie quiet.
The more the old lady looked at it, the more she felt that it was God giving a warning.
If Bingbing hadn't insisted, she would have moved her son to live in the backyard.
Hao Bufan heard that Hao Youqian was now in a wheelchair, and he was extremely excited at first.
But soon, he realized that even though his brother-in-law was so handsome, he couldn't please Bingbing with his looks... Then he...
This is a little inferior...
"Master Bufan, what are you thinking about?"
Hao Bufan subconsciously continued: "I miss Bingbing..."
After saying that, he shut his mouth suddenly and raised his head tremblingly.
Rub!
I forgot that there is a murderer opposite him!
"Um...I...I think it's very hot today, so I need to eat something cold, don't you think so, teacher?"
"I'll ask someone to make some shaved ice. Master, what flavor do you want?" Hao Bufan looked at Ling Yan with eagerness on his face. If he hadn't known that Ling Yan didn't like to be in contact with people, he would have been ready to squat next to him and give him a shave. My legs are broken.
Ling Yan looked at him with a smile, stroking the walnuts in his hand with his fingers.
"Want some ice?" he asked, the man's red lips slightly parted, his eyes gentle.
"Huh?"
The faint ending sound seems to have a small hook, directly hooking up the extraordinary soul.
Hao Bufan carefully observed his face and answered uncertainly: "Any... is OK?"
"Look at you..."
There was a faint light in Ling Yan Gujing Wubo's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to lift Hao Bufan's chin.
His fingers are cold...
"Look what I'm doing? I'm not Bingbing."
"You can eat if you want."
Hao Bufan broke into a cold sweat: "I...I don't really want to eat it either."
"Really~~" Ling Yan let go of him and tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "Boys, you can't be so fickle~~ Come here, bring Master Hao a bowl of fried ice." p>
Hearing the word "bowl", Hao Bufan breathed a sigh of relief...