Agui slapped the table and shouted: "A handful of meat!"
Lao Lin, his back bent, imitated Agui and patted the table, but his voice was not loud: "Burn the knife!"
I didn't want to listen to the old brothers reminiscing about the past, so I took three steps at a time and came to Uncle Ya's side.
"Uncle, what will happen next?"
Old Lin pursed his lips: "Why are you crying so hard? Your uncle is helping you!"
Uncle Ya took over the words: "You still have a long way to go, and you need a solid foundation."
"Second Master wants to step on you and get to the top, what a dream! Now the situation has turned around, I want you to step on him and get to the top!"
Uncle Ya made the decision immediately and made the decision for me: "Don't go to the funeral parlor anymore. Just settle down here."
According to Uncle Ya's analysis, the second master suffered a big loss and even got his son involved, so he definitely won't let me go.
But now everyone regards us as gods, and the mass base has been laid.
With this warm energy, I can use my true abilities to firmly establish my feet!
Since then, even if the second master attacks me, I will not be beaten to the point of running away with my head in my arms.
There is also Chen Changming hiding in the dark, who will launch revenge without concealment.
No matter from which point of view, I need to have my own territory to guard against the overt and covert revenge of these two people.
Uncle Ya's conclusive analysis made me feel cold all over.
Just a confrontation to analyze the pros and cons of the future.
Not only that, but he also took the opportunity to take the initiative.
It can be said that Zhuge is reincarnated and Bowen is reborn!
I admit, Uncle Ya is right.
However, these brothers around me followed me during my most difficult time, and now I am more stable. I absolutely cannot get rid of them.
It can be regarded as the end of all hardships, at least there is some hope.
Uncle Ya patted me: "Take it off quickly, isn't it too heavy?"
Only then did I come to my senses, and while taking off my shoes, I asked what happened just now.
When Uncle Ya said this, I knew the whole story.
Today is the day that Uncle Ya made an appointment with the monkey. Based on his experience, he speculated that the monkey would come at a time when there are fewest people.
Uncle Ya usually tells stories in the afternoon, but today he changed the time specifically to force the second master to admit his mistake in front of the court.
Before that, Uncle Ya had already let Agui know that it would rain today, so he asked Agui to go up to the rafter.
Agui took out an almost transparent fishing line from his arms and placed it in front of me.
I didn't know until I heard what he said.
This fishing line has been soaked in potion. It is soft when it is played in the air and hard when it is vertically downward.
Agui was on the beam and could see the clouds outside the window. Whenever he saw lightning, he would stab Uncle Ya in the back with a fishing line.
It uses the principle that the speed of light is faster than the speed of sound!
So when Uncle Ya took the photo of Xing Mu, and I shouted that I was wronged, the thunder could sound just right.
To outsiders, this is like Uncle Ya summoning lightning and thunder, and even worshiping it as a god.
Lao Lin asked with a smile: "They say that as you get older, your heart softens, but you are just the opposite!"
"The little boy was struck by lightning and probably won't survive!"
Uncle Ya tapped his hand on the table rhythmically: "To a gentleman, you must behave in a gentleman's way. But what about the insidious villain?"
"If you just show kindness and pretend to be a good person, you don't distinguish between right and wrong! What you get in return is only getting worse!"
He pointed his hand toward the door and said in a louder tone: "We have two shoulders to carry our heads. Why should we be bullied?"
"Before, I endured it because the heat was not enough! Now that the heat is here, why don't I knock him off his feet?"
"Snapped!"
Uncle Ya slapped his palm on the table and shouted angrily: "I said, my child can't be bullied in vain!"
For a moment, I just felt that Uncle Ya in front of me was like a protective god descending to earth.
I vaguely felt like a father in him.
Rather than being moved, I was more worried and curious.
I leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Ya, how are you sure that Xiaoer will be struck by lightning?"
Uncle Ya laughed and took out an iron rod as thick as his little finger from his pocket.
"When I patted his shoulder, I secretly inserted it into his collar, and when they weren't paying attention, I took it back!"
I smacked the Yahuazi and gave a thumbs up secretly: It's absolutely amazing.
Immediately, I asked tentatively: "Second Master must have felt that you were confronting him head-on."
"Will he take revenge on you?"
