After a pause, Uncle Ya smiled again and said, "Of course, the second master is so old and he is my elder."
"He shouldn't do this kind of thing, so you should do it for him."
The second master turned around with great difficulty, raised his arm with great effort, and slapped the child on the face.
"You talkative ass!"
"Gah!"
Before he finished speaking, the second master let out a strange scream and immediately fell to the ground unconscious.
I don’t know if he was beaten or angry.
The waiter squatted down and wanted to help, but Uncle Ya held him back.
"My eldest nephew! Your father has already been punished, so don't hesitate!"
Xiaobai, who had been silent all this time, hurriedly added as if he had found an outlet to vent.
"Yes, yes! If you two go to the West together, there won't even be one to break the pot."
As things have developed so far, everything seems to be God's will.
But I know that this is a game carefully laid by Uncle Ya.
The waiter gritted his teeth and said two words viciously: "I'll knock you!"
Uncle Ya nodded: "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell."
As he said that, he pointed his finger at me: "Go ahead."
Now the second young master is a down-and-out chicken, no longer arrogant.
His eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but his father had fallen and he no longer had anyone to rely on.
In full view of everyone, the waiter knelt down in front of me with a bang and kowtowed his head.
The onlookers who were watching took out their mobile phones one after another, and the flash lights kept flashing.
After about half an hour of touching, the waiter's forehead had turned into a gourd of blood.
Uncle Ya quietly stretched his feet under my stool and used some method to release the suction on my legs.
At this time, the thunder happened to stop.
However, the sky did not clear up.
Uncle Ya nodded calmly: "The wrath of heaven has subsided, let's stop."
He staggered to his feet, glared at me fiercely, and ran out with his father on his back.
"Put your father down!"
Uncle Ya suddenly yelled from behind, frightening the waiter to stop immediately.
"What are you doing?" The waiter turned his head, his face full of grief and anger: "What else do you want from us?"
Uncle Ya hurriedly took a few steps and put a hand on Xiao Er's shoulder: "You are my eldest nephew, I can't cheat you."
"I've calculated that you will be struck by lightning today, so you'd better not hurt your father."
The waiter frowned and glared: "Don't fucking fart!"
Uncle Ya shook his head and took a few steps forward. The waiter just happened to exit the door.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed at the tip of Xiao Er's nose: "Cut!"
"boom!"
A rolling thunder crashed down, hitting Xiao Er right on the body.
"Boom!"
The waiter's face turned black and he lay down straight.
Everyone present gasped and hurriedly stepped back.
I was dumbfounded on the sidelines. Uncle Ya is a god, right?
At this time, Uncle Ya slowly raised his head and sighed heavily: "The father's debt must be paid by the son! My father has done too many bad things, and his son will be punished."
After a moment of silence, someone suddenly shouted: "The gods have descended to earth!"
With such a voice, it was like ice water being poured into a frying pan, and the sound of smacking one's tongue became louder and louder.
Just for a moment, someone actually bowed down and worshiped, muttering about "living gods".
Uncle Ya quickly stepped forward and helped each of them up. It took a lot of effort to suppress their excitement.
"Everyone!" Uncle Ya cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "I, Chen Daya, have been preaching here for nearly thirty years. Have you ever seen me capable of this?"
Suddenly, he pointed his finger at me: "It's this young gentleman who teaches me this skill!"
Damn it!
What does this old man want to do?
Uncle Ya sighed heavily: "The little god was in trouble, so I did a favor and rescued him."
"He was the one who figured out what happened today, and he used my mouth to tell it. This is a blessing for me!"
Following Uncle Ya's words, these people turned and kowtowed to me.
How could I be so virtuous as to be able to bear such a great gift? I quickly stood up and couldn't help but bow.
Uncle Ya didn't seem to be satisfied yet, so he added another sentence: "The sky is clear and the sky is thundering."
"This little god also said that in the future, we must practice righteousness and build good relationships! If you have any problems at home, you can come to this teahouse to ask!"
If Uncle Ya hadn't stopped me in front, I might have been overwhelmed by the crowd.
After quarreling for a while, Uncle Ya sent these people away with a smile.
The door was closed and bolted, and the room suddenly fell into dead silence.
Lao Lin walked out from the back of the hall, and Agui fell from the beam.
The three of them looked at each other, first pursed their lips and smiled, and then the laughter grew louder and louder, until it resounded through the sky.
Lao Lin pursed his lips and nodded vigorously: "It's great!"
"Yeah, I haven't been this happy in years!"
Uncle Ya sat on the chair with a smile and waved his hand: "Don't leave today! I'll be the host!"
