He took his legs away, and the blood he vomited was exposed. At the same time, the left-handed could no longer hold on.

Perhaps, this is called the collapse of adults only in a moment.

The pale man cried, squatted on the ground and hugged his head, and cried loudly:

"Uncle Wu, I beg you not to let me lie home. I have no ability, I know.

But at this critical moment, even if I am useless, I can be an errand runner.

Please don’t tell my mother-in-law and my wife about vomiting blood. I don’t want them to worry about it.

All I can do for this home is the only errands left.”

Zuo Lizheng felt sad when he heard this, and bent down and clenched the left-handed's shoulder hard.

He could guess what was like this, so he advised:

"I heard from Uncle, this is not your fault. I didn't expect it, and I didn't dare to think about that.

After all, those kids in your family must have been hiding something from us, maybe they caused some trouble outside.

When they look back, they must deal with them if they come back.

Come on, get up with uncle.”

The left-handed man avoided and squatted to the side: "Uncle Wu, please respond to me, don't let me go back and lie down, don't tell my family about this, I'll get up if you respond."

"Okay, I'll answer you."

The left-handed was looking at the left-handed man blowing his big nose and rubbing against the bark. The crying snot came out. He muttered: "It's a bright future, the sky has not yet collapsed."

The big black fat man never expected that he would separate from the left-handed man and meet again.

He also brought someone, who was the Lizheng who was in the Han Village.

I want to ask her which of the four yamen runners looks more like a person.
Chapter completed!