Mr. Lei Jian left for thirty years. When he came back, things had changed. His son was dead, his grandson got married, and he also left himself a great-grandson who was twenty years old. His life was not that good.
Good or bad.
The key is that when he left, Quan Fugui was only a teenager. In order to prevent him from having psychological shadow, when Mr. Lei Jian embarked on the road of atonement, Quan Fugui didn't know at all.
This also led to Quan Fugui always thinking that his grandfather had actually died outside a long time ago, let alone what the so-called exorcist meant.
Now that Mr. Lei Jian is back, Quan Fugui wants to take him home. After all, he still has the memory of his grandfather when he was a child. But his wife is very shrewd, so he told Quan Fugui on the same day that if he dared to take this bad old man back,
Just don’t say anything at home and get a divorce!
Quan Fugui is a coward by nature, and does not have the majesty of Mr. Lei Jian who dominated the world in the past. When his wife behaves mischievously, Quan Fugui is really no match for her.
Moreover, Quan Fugui's son also inherited his wife's character of disowning her relatives. At the age of 20, when Shiro was disowning her, he went crazy and even dared to beat Quan Fugui.
Just yesterday, this little bastard punched and kicked Mr. Lei Jian, treating him like a punching bag.
Although Mr. Lei Jian is a hundred years old, he is physically strong and energetic, so he will not be beaten badly. But being beaten up by his great-grandson must not be very painful for anyone, right?
I asked again: "Since we don't recognize each other, let's forget it! How is it appropriate for the old man to kneel at the door of the unit building? How can that coward Quan Fugui have no explanation?"
The uncle looked towards the residential building and whispered: "I heard that Quan Fugui's wife splashed the old man with foot-washing water yesterday and said, if you want to enter this house, that's fine. Kneel here! Kneel down.
In three days and three nights, we can enter our house! No, the old man really knelt down here and counted, this is the third day."
Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua and I looked at each other and understood. Mr. Lei Jian came back three days ago, and he has been kneeling at the door of the unit building since then.
During these three days, he never moved a step, ate or drank.
At first, people were worried that something might happen to him because of his old age, and they even advised the old man to leave first and not to get angry with that shrew. But Mr. Lei Jian remained silent and knelt there like a sculpture. No one could stand up to him.
stand up.
Later, when people saw that the old man was in good health, they felt a little relieved. However, Quan Fugui's wife was a little scared. What would they do if the old man really entered their house?
So starting two days ago, this vicious woman began to abuse the old man in every possible way, throwing water at his feet, crouching on his waist and scolding him for being shameless, and even invited people from the entire community to come and watch.
Later, he asked his son to punch and kick him, just to drive the old man away. But Mr. Lei Jian was like a sculpture, unmoving no matter what.
Yesterday, Quan Fugui tried to secretly send some food, but the vicious wife took it and threw it into the trash can. This shows how vicious Quan Fugui's wife is.
I felt angry when I heard this, and I was eager to rush forward and argue. But Zhang Wuren hurriedly grabbed me, glared, and said, "Nonsense!"
I said unconvinced: "Boss, can you endure this? Mr. Lei Jian embarked on the road of atonement alone in order for his descendants to live in peace and stability. What hardships have you not suffered in the past thirty years? Okay.
It’s easy to finish the job. I want to go home and enjoy the happiness, but I encounter this kind of thing! Don’t you often tell me that exorcists not only drive out ghosts and ghosts, but also the demons in the hearts of evil people?”
Zhang Wuren snorted and said, "You know what a fool! What tricks does Mr. Lei Jian have! If not voluntarily, who can make him kneel on his knees? Since he chose to kneel here, he certainly has his reasons, let's not mess around!"
I think so. If Mr. Lei Jian doesn't want to kneel, who can force him to do so? Since he chose to kneel to his grandson, he naturally has his own reasons.
At that moment, I stood quietly among the crowd, but I gritted my teeth and thought, what kind of vicious woman is she? How could a person be so unconscionable?
Just as I was thinking about it, a shout came from the corridor of the unit building: "You bad old man who has been stabbed a thousand times! I'll make you kneel down! You're addicted to kneeling down, aren't you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a basin of dirty water was poured out from inside. The dirty and fishy water was mixed with rotten vegetable leaves, and the leftover rice porridge was all dirty and smelly.
On Mr. Jian.
A man said angrily: "Feng Dajuan! That's enough for you!"
Feng Dajuan screamed without any sign of weakness: "Have I enough? Quanfugui! Do you really think this is your grandfather? Let me tell you! Your grandfather died thirty years ago!"
"A bad old man comes out of nowhere and says he is your grandfather, so you just think he is your grandfather? Are you so cowardly as to mistakenly identify your ancestors? Are you still a hundred years old? Whose old man lives that long?
How can you still eat and drink when you are a hundred years old? Get out of my way!"
The man lowered his voice and said, "Feng Dajuan! If anything happens, can we go back and discuss it?"
Feng Dajuan's voice became even sharper: "Go back and tell me? Why? Hu Zi! Beat this old immortal guy out! Who dares to kneel at the door of the unit building? Who are you embarrassing? Huh?"
A young man who looked like a calf suddenly jumped out and hit Old Lei Jian head-on. The young man was round and fat, and his face was so fleshy that his eyes were blinded.
It's crowded.
He also had an incomprehensible character. He didn't care that the old man in front of him was a hundred years old. He would hit him with his fists in turn, and while fighting back, he would yell: "How dare you pretend to be my grandpa Zeng! I'll beat you to death."
Immortal!"
Some people around him sighed, some shouted angrily, and some just watched the fun without saying a word. But this fat young man had a bad temper. When someone scolded him for not respecting the elderly, he glared at that person and said, "Don't you dare?"
Just say Bibi, believe it or not, I broke down your door at night!"
I couldn't help but curse: "You bastard! How could Mr. Lei Jian have such a useless grandson and such a bastard great-grandson?"
He Zhonghua said leisurely: "Fourth brother, I usually ask you to learn more about physiognomy, but you always don't look at it. If this little bastard is the son of a rich man, I will take off your eyes and step on them!"
It happened that a woman was chasing and beating a man in the corridor. She was just a woman, she looked sharp and had a bad temper. The man also had wrinkles on his face and looked like he was bitter and resentful.
This man ran away while being beaten, but he didn't have the guts to fight back. He must be the wimp Quanfugui in the eyes of everyone.
Looking at Quan Fugui, and then at the bastard little bastard who hit Mr. Lei Jian, he immediately noticed something was wrong. There was no similarity in their appearance.
Every exorcist has more or less seen some physiognomy. The knowledge in this is actually very profound. Even if the appearance of people is different, there will always be some genetic similarities between people who are related by blood.
Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but people who are proficient in this art can see it clearly at a glance.
There is absolutely no blood relationship between Quan Fugui and his son. It can be seen from their appearance.
As for whether the woman took her son with her when he got married, or whether he was cuckolded later, we don't know.
We don't have the time to worry about what happened. Anyway, this kid beat Mr. Lei Jian very smoothly, but Mr. Lei Jian knelt there without saying a word. Even if he was hit by a fist in the face, he would not move.
, like a sculpture.
Someone in the crowd couldn't stand it and cursed: "That's too much! Let's not talk about whether he is a lost elder of your family. At this age, what's the point of kneeling for these three days?
With that young man, won’t your conscience hurt when you hit the old man?”
That little bastard was very arrogant and said viciously: "If you don't beat him, I will beat you!"
When the man heard this, he immediately shrank back. He dared to say a few fair words to the side, but he was not willing to take the beating for others.
I saw this little bastard was so arrogant, and I wanted to teach him a lesson, but He Zhonghua struck faster than me. I saw him kick his foot, and a broken brick flew into the air, hitting the little bastard directly.
face.
Lao He took action, and the force was naturally extremely strong. The little bastard grinned, and he wailed and hurriedly covered his cheek. His eyes flashed fiercely, and he cursed: "Who hit me?"
He Zhonghua stood there calmly, looking at the little bastard with interest. But I found that the moment He Zhonghua made a move, Mr. Lei Jian's eyes were like lightning, and he glanced this way.
Even though his clothes were ragged and his head was covered with dirty water and rotten vegetable leaves, his eyes were as bright as stars. Even when I looked at them, there was a faint flash of lightning in them.
I was shocked at that time, thinking that this old man is definitely not simple!
Mr. Lei Jian just glanced at He Zhonghua and turned away, continuing to kneel on the ground motionless. The little bastard was probably afraid of provoking public anger and did not dare to hit anyone again. Instead, he cursed and sat at the door, pointing at Mr. Lei Jian.
Said: "Old guy! You can do it! I'm going to fight you today! Kneel down! Let's see if you can kneel down until the time comes!"
The little bastard and Mr. Lei Jian glared at each other, and Quan Fugui over there was beaten so hard by his wife that he ran away without a trace. Feng Dajuan cursed a coward, then walked up to Mr. Lei Jian with a mop and said in a sharp voice: "
Old guy! Do you still want to show off?"
"I said you really plan to kneel here for three days and three nights? Let me tell you, don't think that if you do it, I can let you in! You kneel for three days and three nights, which is the first test.
, Mom, I still have seventy-two tests waiting for you! If you don’t meet these, I will never recognize you as my grandfather!"
Mr. Lei Jian remained silent, but his waist became straighter.
Feng Dajuan may have become angry again when she saw Mr. Lei Jian not saying a word, and cursed: "Quan Fugui! Get over here!"
Quan Fugui, who was hiding in the crowd, covered his face, as if he felt embarrassed, but he was afraid that his wife would make trouble, so he had to get out again and said: "Feng Dajuan! That's almost enough!"
Feng Dajuan sneered: "I'm just going to ask you a question! Give me an honest answer, is he your grandfather?"
Being stared at by Feng Dajuan's two eyes, Quan Fugui felt confused. Just when he was about to speak, Feng Dajuan said coldly: "You have to think about it before you answer! It's okay, I will never force you!"
Quan Fugui stared at Mr. Lei Jian carefully, and Mr. Lei Jian also raised his head and stared at each other at this time. Both sides stared at each other with big eyes. Although Mr. Lei Jian didn't say a word, everyone could see the meaning in his eyes.
come out.
That's the way he looks when he looks at his grandson.
Feng Dajuan scolded: "Say it! Didn't you hear what I was asking you?"
Quan Fugui gritted his teeth and said, "No! My grandfather died thirty years ago! This is what my father told me personally!"