My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 41 The second uncle’s old lover is seductive! (Please invest and pursue reading!)

Thinking of Jiale's happy look when he saw Yixiu during the day, and how timid he looked when he saw himself, Si Mu felt confused.

For some reason, Simu remembered the time when Jia Le was first adopted.

At that time, Jia Le was still a lively and active child. He would pull his clothes and ask questions every day, and sometimes even make mischief.

But I don't know since when, Jiale gradually alienated him, and even became afraid and fearful.

All these changes seem to have started from the day Jiale learned martial arts.

As a master, he only thought about martial arts training and ignored that Jiale was still a child under ten years old.

He even remembered that on the first day of martial arts training, Jiale had red marks all over his legs when he slapped him with a stick because his movements were not standard.

The young Jia Le lay alone in bed at night crying, calling for his deceased parents.

At that time, Jia Le was helpless, afraid, and frightened.

But what about his master?
  Not only was there no comfort, but he was also scolded.

Bits and pieces come to mind.

It was not until this moment that Simu realized that he had ignored so many details about Jia Le.

With a sad look on his face, he stood up and walked to the bedroom.

"Master, are you not going to have dinner?"

Jia Le, who had just served rice to Si Mu, saw his master suddenly leaving and asked in confusion.

Simu stopped, without looking back, and waved his hand.

"I've slept all day and haven't digested what I ate in the morning. I'm not hungry yet. You two can eat."

Before closing the door, he looked at the two of them.

"Don't disturb me, I want to be quiet."

When Shimu closed the door, the lights in the room went out.

The confused Jia Le looked at Wang Xiao.

"Junior brother, who is Jingjing?"

I thought that Wang Xiao, who had also had a heart-to-heart talk with Jiale, opened his mouth for a long time when he heard this question and didn't know what to say.

After a moment, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks and said, "Senior brother, let's eat."

Jia Le said "Oh" and took a few mouthfuls of rice. He was extremely curious and said with a gossipy face.

"Junior brother, who is Jingjing? Do you think she is Master's old lover?"

Wang Xiao paused in the action of grabbing rice, was silent for a while, and then said: "Let's eat!"

Once people's curiosity is aroused, it can't be suppressed so easily.

After eating a few more mouthfuls of food, Jia Le couldn't bear it anymore.

"Junior brother, tell me if Master and this wife named Jingjing have any children."

"Have."

As soon as Jia Le's eyes lit up, he knew there was something wrong.

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"boy."

"How old are you now?"

"Just turned eighteen."

"Then what's his name?"

"Qian Jiale."

"Tsk tsk... He actually has the same name as me. Master really loves me the most."

"Hey, that's not right. Aren't master and you named Wang? Why is the child's surname Qian?"

"The child will take his mother's surname." Wang Xiao replied weakly.

"Oh, I didn't expect that my master was so wise that he actually became someone's son-in-law."

"I was still thinking about working hard to make money so that I could take care of my master until he retires. I didn't expect that he has a son. It seems that it's not my turn."

Wang Xiao completely gave up the idea of ​​having a heart-to-heart talk with Jiale.

Such a person lives more optimistically than he does.

Just now Wang Xiao was thinking about how to comfort Jiale.

Well, now it seems that he should be the one to be comforted. Wang Xiao finally understood.

Jia Le is afraid of his second uncle, not because he is afraid of being beaten or scolded, but because a son is afraid of his father's severity. I always feel sorry for my father's education, and I am not proud of being a father.

Jiale's last words also proved that no matter what happened, his filial piety to Simu would remain unchanged.

This point is countless times better than Qiu Shengwencai.

Apart from anything else, in terms of filial piety and not cheating the master, even Qiu Shengwencai couldn't catch up with him.

That is to say, Uncle Jiu has great destiny, and as a saint master of all realms, his luck is invincible.

Otherwise, if the four eyes were replaced, the two cheating apprentices would have been tricked to death countless times.

After dinner, Wang Xiao helped Jiale tidy up, offered incense to the Patriarch and the Master of Qingyuan Miaodao who had been specially enshrined today, said good night, and returned to the morgue.

Rejecting Jiang Mengrou's request to take off her clothes to make her sleep cooler, Wang Xiao got into the cold bed and closed his eyes.

Jiang Mengrou was bored, so she lay next to Wang Xiao and acted as a human air conditioner.

Wang Xiao's choice was correct.

The morgue is covered very thickly in order to preserve heat, and the sound insulation effect is also very strong.

The sound of Master Ikkyu ringing the bell and chanting sutras could only be heard faintly and had no impact.

After traveling for such a long time without a proper rest, Wang Xiao fell asleep as soon as he got into bed.

Jiang Mengrou was the only one left in the room, looking at Wang Xiao in a daze as she slept.

Oh no.

There are a lot of customers with signs posted next to them, standing quietly.

The night is getting deeper, maybe there is a ghost here, the surrounding insects and mosquitoes have fled far away, it is very quiet.

"Clatter...crash..."

In the quiet room, there was a sudden sound of chains rubbing.

Jiang Mengrou, who was lying next to Wang Xiao, suddenly opened her eyes.

Her beautiful eyes were no longer as delicate as before, and were filled with fear.

Listening to the sound that was getting closer and closer, Jiang Mengrou gritted her silver teeth, looked at the gourd several times, and finally made up her mind, floating up and landing in front of Wang Xiao.

call!
  A gloomy energy rose in the room, and two men wearing official uniforms, with chains wrapped around their arms, and somewhat cold expressions walked in.

After revealing their figures, the two of them glanced at each other. Jiang Mengrou, who was standing in front of him, showed no intention of paying attention and walked towards Wang Xiao.

"Stop, I'm here, you are not allowed to hurt Mr. Lang."

Jiang Mengrou, who was attracted by the power of the two men, suppressed the fear in her heart and took a step forward, blocking them in front of them.

The two policemen looked at each other, their eyes full of smiles.

One of them raised his hand a little, and a gray chain flew out with a clatter, binding Jiang Mengrou tightly.

"Lang Jun... Lang Jun... get up quickly, there is a ghost coming to seduce your soul..."

Jiang Mengrou struggled hard and shouted loudly at Wang Xiao, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

But I don’t know why.

Wang Xiao, who was usually very alert, had no response at all no matter how she called.

The two ghosts shook their heads in amusement and stopped talking to Jiang Mengrou. They walked up to Wang Xiao, took out a stick of yin incense, lit it and stuck it on the ground.

Then he reached out and gave a slight support, and Wang Xiao's soul with closed eyes was helped out.

The moment the spirit appeared, the burning incense on the ground burned out in an instant.

The misty green smoke blended into Wang Xiao's soul and formed a barrier to protect Wang Xiao's soul.

After finishing all this, a ghost officer took something out of his arms and threw it on the ground, turning it into a lifting pole.

The two ghosts placed Wang Xiao's soul on the lifting pole, lifted it up one after another, and disappeared into the morgue.

Jiang Mengrou was still restrained.

She looked at Wang Xiao who had stopped breathing, and large ghost tears fell from her eyes.

The bright eyes, which were originally black and white, were filled with red mist visible to the naked eye.

The black gauze skirt covering the exquisite body was slowly dyed blood red.

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