Siheyuan: Having ten sons in succession, crying for Yi Zhonghai

“Uncle Yi, you actually treat children as goods, and you can trade them with money.”

“Impossible.”

Before Gu Jianguo could speak, Yang Mi categorically refused.

“My wife’s attitude is my attitude.”

Gu Jianguo Road.

Heart Dao Yi Zhonghai, you are a fake good person, a hypocrite, deserve the life of a desperate family, can actually come up with a trick to buy children, what are the next three things, not to mention that it is illegal to trade children in private at will, just Yi Zhonghai this goods, like to go with the flow, in the TV series he originally planned to find Jia Dongxu pension, and the stupid pillar has nothing to do with it, and then Jia Dongxu died, and went to find He Yuzhu, and also helped He Yuzhu compensate for the bicycle reel, if it is a genius, maybe Yi Zhonghai can raise it well, waste firewood, I’m afraid that Yi Zhonghai can directly throw the child halfway.

This is pressing.

What to think.

Buy children.

“If a thousand is not enough, it can be a thousand and a half.”

“At most… Up to two thousand. ”

Aunt Yi continued to raise the price.

In her opinion, the money is not in place.

“Aunt One, Uncle One, is this a matter of money, Gu Fang is my own son.”

“No one is qualified to take him away from me.”

“I don’t allow it either.”

“Even if the Heavenly King Laozi comes, I will kill him.”

“Understand.”

Gu Jianguo said very deeply.

Yi Zhonghai is a small barren.

Also worthy of adoption?

To be honest, if he went to Jia’s house to buy a small locust flower or something, he might really succeed.

Want to buy a house?

It was hard to get the keys.

Gu Jianguo was in front of Yang Mi, some dirty words were difficult to say, otherwise, he would definitely scold directly.

“Snap!”

A bubble of suddenly flew from one side, directly pasted on one of Yi Zhonghai’s eyes, and splashed some on Aunt Yi’s face.

“Who did it!”

Yi Zhonghai touched it with his hand, and when he saw that the palm of his hand was actually full of, he instantly became angry and roared loudly.

Stinking.

Instantly filled the nose with a stench.

Yi Zhonghai closed his eyes full of, and then took out a pink handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it.

Almost vomited Gu Jianguo.

Disgusting.

Stuck in the face by such a big lump of.

If you don’t have half a catty, you have to get eight taels….

“Yi Zhonghai, I heard what you and Aunt Yi said just now.”

“My parents have a good temper and didn’t do anything to you.”

“But I’m not used to it.”

“Xiao Ten, an indispensable person in our family, if you dare to say anything to buy, I will call my eldest brother to come back and give you a flat house.”

Old Ba Gu Feiyu was wearing a pair of gloves on his right hand, which was still stained with, he said, took off the gloves and threw them on Yi Zhonghai’s face, but Yi Zhonghai deserved to do manual work all year round, and suddenly dodged the glove attack.

Old Ba Yi’s words really made Yi Zhonghai snort.

Major general.

Who dares to mess with it.

Well?

“Gu Jianguo.”

“What son did you raise.”

“Buying and selling is not benevolent and righteous.”

“Just treat me like that.”

Yi Zhonghai was furious, pretending to be calm.

The face is comparable to the color of pig liver at this time.

“Yi Zhonghai.”

“Our old eight did it right.”

“Walk around.”

Gu Jianguo drove Yi Zhonghai like a dog.

More sons is good.

Some disgusting things, don’t need his shot.

The son did it.

“Hmph!”

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves away.

Aunt Yi rolled her eyes at Gu Jianguo and walked away.

“Lao Yi.”

“The eldest son of Gu Jianguo is a major general, let’s… Messed with him… Isn’t it a little bad. After Aunt Yi took a few steps, she asked Gu Jianguo weakly.

“So what else to do.”

“I was thrown a face of by Gu Jianguo’s son, but apologized to him.”

Yi Zhonghai said angrily.

“It’s all to blame on you.”

“What a bad idea.”

Yi Zhonghai complained to Aunt Yi.

“That… I wondered if you agreed. ”

Aunt Yi muttered softly.

……

“Hahaha.”

“Laugh at me, Yi Zhonghai is humiliated this time, and he was lost by an eight-year-old child.”

“Hahahaha.”

Not far away, Yan Bugui’s family, Yan Bugui, Yan Xiecheng Yan Xie, lying at the window laughing wildly.

“No, I’ll go to the bathroom.”

“Laughing pee.”

Aunt San said.