"By the way, Dad, is your waist really twisted?"
After getting a "buy, buy, buy" response from Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu was about to go to Mrs. Xu to get the money. Before leaving, he did not forget to express concern for his father, "Would you like my son to buy you some plaster?"
"Are you stupid?"
Mr. Xu's eyes widened, "You don't know whether my waist is twisted or not?"
"How did I know this? You, the old man, are always strong. Otherwise, my mother wouldn't be able to do that, right?"
"You brat, I think you're in need of a spanking!"
Upon hearing that his eldest son dared to tease even himself, Mr. Xu immediately jumped up and reached out to grab the feather duster.
"Dad, look carefully at your waist, your waist!"
Boss Xu jumped out and avoided the old man's family tricks.
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When Mr. Xu took Mr. Xu to the town, Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu got together.
"Daughter-in-law, tell me, how long do we have to pretend?"
Mr. Xu was very worried.
"How do I know this?"
Mrs. Xu rolled her eyes at the old man angrily, "If you hadn't picked up that box, this wouldn't have happened!"
"Can you blame me? How did I know that the box was like this?"
Mr. Xu was also a little upset.
It's obviously good luck, but why do you live so cautiously
"By the way, you said your waist was twisted, because you didn't want to get involved in road construction, right?"
Mrs. Xu glanced at the frowning Mr. Xu, "If you really want people to believe that there is something wrong with your waist, just use a crutch!"
"What?"
When Mr. Xu heard this, his voice suddenly rose three times.
"On crutches?!"
"What's it called?"
Old Mrs. Xu glared, "If you don't use a crutch, you can't just tell people when you meet them, you have a sprained waist, right?"
"Or you can just hide at home all day!"
"Choose one of the two, your choice!"
Mrs. Xu also has a clean and tidy personality, and her words and actions are all crisp and crisp.
Mr. Xu thought about it for a while and finally decided to use crutches.
No matter what, let’s get through this hurdle first.
When the road is repaired, it will be cold today. It will be winter time at that time. Everyone is huddled in their houses, who can care about who
"Sure, I'll ask my dick to help me fix the crutch!"
Mr. Xu got up and went out. Before he took two steps, his leg really showed a limp, as if his waist was really twisted, and he walked very awkwardly.
Xu Laoer was talking to his wife Li at the moment. When he heard the old man's greeting, he rushed out immediately.
"Dad, what's going on?"
"You have no eyesight!"
Mr. Xu glared, "Your father, my waist is sprained, and you didn't even ask me to help me with the crutch. I have to tell you myself!"
"Dad, is your waist really twisted?"
"Tell me about you. At this age, your mother is still carrying..."
"Little bastard, what are you beeping about?"
Before Xu Laoer could finish speaking, Mr. Xu couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"Dad, don't be impulsive, watch your waist!"
"You have to take it easy!"
Xu Laoer chuckled, "Come on, be careful. You're getting older, and when it's time to obey, you have to obey."
As he spoke triumphantly, Xu Laoer soon noticed that his father's eyes were getting more and more wrong.
"Dad, please sit down for a while, son. I'm going to go up the mountain to find some wood and give you the whole thing!"
After saying that, Xu Laoer had already rushed out of the yard.
Poor Mr. Xu, he is playing the role of a semi-disabled person, who wants to kill a thief (beat his son), but his body doesn't allow it! (End of chapter)