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Chapter 9818 Gululu

"Hehe, my mother-in-law understands me. To be honest, although my palms are a little hot, the beating is quite enjoyable!"

Yang Huaming turned his head and waved his hand towards Ms. Liu.

Ms. Liu bent down to take off her shoes: "Hit me with the soles of my shoes?"

Yang Huaming waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, the ground is dirty, you won't be able to get off it later!"

Mrs. Liu then heard what was going on under her feet and was so frightened that she quickly put her shoes back on.

The shoes on her feet were probably going to be scrapped after this trip. She didn't even want to wash them when she took them home, so she just threw them away.

Even if I wash it, it doesn't seem to be clean. The soles of the shoes are covered with the stuff that Liu Dazhu vomited. You can still make out the green and red peppers and undigested meat particles. It's disgusting!

"Okay, okay, you two, stop worrying about those things and get down to business!"

Yang Huazhong couldn't listen anymore and decisively interrupted the conversation between the two.

Then, he glanced at Yang Huaming, and Yang Huaming nodded in understanding. The two brothers helped Liu Dazhu sit up again. When it was done, Yang Huazhong asked Yang Huaming to hold Liu Dazhu's hands from behind and use his shoulders to support Liu Dazhu to prevent him from slipping.

Go down.

Yang Huazhong himself held Liu Dazhu's chin and controlled his head with his other hand to prevent him from shaking his head blindly.

"Yongjin, hurry up!"

Following his instructions, Yang Yongjin, who was waiting nearby, quickly came up and poured the sobering soup in his hand into Liu Dazhu's mouth.

Gulu.

Gulu..

Gululu...

Although some still overflowed from the corners of his mouth and poured down his cheeks and chin into his neck, luckily most of it was put into his mouth and swallowed.

After drinking, Yang Huazhong laid Liu Dazhu flat on the bed.

Liu Dazhu's eyes were still closed tightly, but his mouth was humming.

"What is he talking about?" Ms. Liu, who was not far away, raised her ears to listen, but she couldn't hear clearly.

Yang Huaming, who was standing next to the bed, said: "He's talking about drinking."

"That shouldn't be the case, right? I've been drinking this to compete with each other, and I'm still drinking it!" Ms. Liu asked.

"Really, I won't lie to you. If you don't believe it, I will listen to you again!"

Yang Huaming leaned down, put his ear to Liu Dazhu's mouth and continued to listen.

Liu Dazhu began to talk in his sleep again, and Yang Huaming translated at the same time: "...Brothers are good, good is good, three-star photos, four seasons of wealth... five-kui hand, six-six smooth, seven-seven, eight-horse

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Ms. Liu laughed heartily.

"Oh my god, this man is really a drunkard. He is so drunk that he is unconscious, and he is still punching his fists to follow the drinking orders. He is really convinced!"

"If this beast wasn't so addicted to alcohol, how could we have a good family? My sister wouldn't have died at such a young age! It's all this drunkard's fault!"

A sharp voice sounded from behind, and Mrs. Zhou was seen carrying a basin of water into the house.

Mrs. Liu was puzzled for a moment. Mrs. Zhou was scolding Liu Dazhu, so why did she bring water to him to wash his face and wipe his neck?

Ms. Liu quickly moved out of the way to make way for Mr. Zhou.

However, Mrs. Zhou simply ignored those things on the ground, stepped on them, and went straight to the bed.

When Brother Yang Huazhong saw Mrs. Zhou appearing, they probably thought of going together with Mrs. Liu, so they all got up and stepped aside so that Mrs. Zhou could twist the handkerchief and wipe Liu Dazhu's face and neck.

After all, Liu Dazhu was so drunk that he not only vomited all over the floor and bed, but he also looked disheveled on himself.

Mrs. Zhou went straight to the bed, looked down at Liu Dazhu who was lying on his back, and without blinking, poured the water in the basin onto Liu Dazhu's face!

Wow!

The water column directly hit Liu Dazhu's face.

Suddenly, water splashed everywhere!

Everyone in the room was surprised by Zhou's move.

But soon no one was surprised anymore.

Because between Zhou and Liu Dazhu, there is the young and fresh life of Zhou's sister.

Zhou didn't take advantage of Liu Dazhu's drunkenness to kill him, which was considered a mercy.

"It's wet, it's wet, it's wet, run!"

Liu Dazhu, who was on the bed, was violently splashed by the basin of water. He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, waving his hands and kicking his feet.

"You big-headed ghost, wake up, we have a distinguished guest!"

Mrs. Zhou shouted sharply, raised the empty basin in her hand and hit Liu Dazhu on the body.

The people around were dumbfounded.

However, no one stepped forward to help him.

Mrs. Liu even clapped her hands and jumped to cheer for Mr. Zhou: "Well done, well done!"

Yang Huaming rushed to Mrs. Liu and covered her mouth.

"Don't say anything right now, let them talk first." Yang Huaming warned in a low voice.

Ms. Liu blinked to show her cooperation, and Yang Huaming slowly removed his hand from her mouth.

Beside the bed, after Zhou's violent manipulation, Liu Dazhu finally woke up.

He was sitting on the bed like a drowned rat, with water still dripping from his hair on his face. Beside the king's bed was the dark-faced Mrs. Zhou, and behind Mrs. Zhou, three men and one woman stood from east to west, north and south.

Among the three men, he recognized Yang Yongjin, because it was Yang Yongjin who had been greeting him these two days.

He also knew that Yang Yongjin was the shopkeeper of this restaurant, and that he was a member of the Yang family whose daughter Jin Chuaner was going to marry.

The future son-in-law is from the fourth house, and shopkeeper Yang Yongjin is from the first house. They are full cousins ​​and share the same grandparents.

As for the other two extra middle-aged men who were older and had somewhat similar facial features, Liu Dazhu didn't recognize them.

There was also a middle-aged woman with freckles on her face who was staring at him with a half-smile but not a smile. Liu Dazhu was also unfamiliar with her.

"Why do so many people come to this house all at once? What's going on?"

Liu Dazhu raised his hand to wipe the water on his face and asked blankly.

Mrs. Zhou slapped Liu Dazhu on the head again, "You damn drunkard, you ask such stupid questions, think about it carefully with your ass, think about it!"

Liu Dazhu touched his burning head and glared at Mr. Zhou with an angry expression.

Looking at him like that, it seemed that he might get violent and beat Zhou at any time, which made the atmosphere in the room suddenly tense.

However, the next moment, Mrs. Zhou slapped Liu Dazhu's face again, and took the lead in attacking: "What are you staring at? Am I still unjust when I hit you? How did my sister die? What happened to my niece Jin Chuan'er?

You're so deaf and mute, don't you have any idea?"

"Do you want to hit me? Hit me like you hit my sister? Come on, try it. If I don't take out your intestines and feed them to the dog, I will lose!"

Mrs. Zhou put up a posture, put her hands on her hips, arched her back, and tilted her head, like a crazy bullfight!

Sure enough, Liu Dazhu immediately became frightened and not only shrank back, trying to avoid Mrs. Zhou.

At the same time, his eyes glanced to the side, "Well, are the distinguished guests from Lao Yang's family arriving?"

Neither Yang Huaming nor Mr. Liu said a word.

Yang Huazhong also stared at Liu Dazhu with a stern face.

Yang Yongjin was the youngest in the room. He immediately saw the attitude of his uncle and aunt, so he smiled politely at Liu Dazhu and said: "Uncle Liu, my third uncle, fourth uncle, and fourth aunt are all here, specially
Chapter completed!
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