Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Since he started, Lin Xiao had a strange feeling in his heart.

He felt that Lao Liang seemed to be an old friend of his past. Even he couldn't tell where he came from.

In addition, the unique shape of the Buddha statue in front of him makes Lin Xiao feel depressed.

Lin Xiao has seen this Buddha in the past. It was in Kunlun Mountain

Temple of the wheel!

Why is the totem Buddha of the runner king here?

Fang Qing continued to ask, "I still don't believe it. Your adult doesn't need to observe his words and deeds or witness at the scene. He just needs to see the letters written by others to know whether he is loyal or traitor?"

"Good!" Lao Liang smiled proudly, as if he had some color. "It's normal that you don't understand the talent of heaven and earth."

Fang Qing smiled, "it's weird enough."

"So..." Lao Liang glanced at Fang Qing obliquely. "If you play any tricks, you can't escape the eyes of adults."

"Hehe... We just want to make money. I'm sure your adults won't be unhappy with money."

"Of course!" Lao Liang said faintly, "my adult only wants alpha uranium."

"Woof, woof..."

Three rhubarb dogs chased each other and ran around Lao Liang, as if to remind him of something.

"Go!" Lao Liang waved his hand, "go to see someone."

Lin Xiao and Fang Qing follow Lao Liang out of the ancestral hall and walk towards the southwest corner of the village in disbelief.

"Lao Liang, who are you going to see?" Lin Xiao walked to Lao Liang.

Lao Liang walked forward without squinting. "You'll know when you get there!"

The two men looked at each other and thought that the old Liang was really mysterious and impermanent. They didn't show any trace in their words and deeds.

Now that they have come, they can only follow Lao Liang all the way to the depths of the village.

When he came to a house with big locust trees planted in front of the door, Lao Liang knocked on the wooden fence door.

Lin Xiao looked around. Not far away, the water murmured and the trees were shaded. Several yellow cattle lay lazily under the trees, staring at them.

On one side of the grove is a farmland with some common vegetables, which is beautiful in rural scenery.

Then the door opened with a squeak.

A rickety old man showed half his face. His face looked very old. His skin wrinkled like bark for hundreds of years. He stretched out his head lazily and was stunned when he saw Lao Liang. Unexpectedly, the old man not only didn't open the door, but closed it like lightning.

Bang!

Lao Liang closed the door and looked a little embarrassed.

Looking back at them, he said, "Er, wait a minute."

Fang Qing saw some doorways, went to Lao Liang and asked with a smile, "Lao Liang, what does this old man have to do with you?"

Since he was asked, Lao Liang didn't tuck in and said with a smile, "my father!"

"Your father?" Even if there had been speculation, Fang Qing still stared at her bright eyes in surprise, "how do you live in such a broken place?"

"Hehe, I'm old and nostalgic. Besides, it's quiet here. He has lived here for nearly 30 years." Lao Liang answered casually.

"Well..."

Lao liang thought of the past and said with a bitter smile, "when he came out of Kunlun Mountain, the old man went all over the mountains and rivers in order to find my mother. Unfortunately, he didn't find it in the end, so he closed himself here."

"It's interesting," said Lin Xiao, his eyes slightly bright, and walked slowly over. "Why does the old man look like he doesn't want to see you? Seeing his own son is like seeing a class enemy."

Lao Liang looked at Lin Xiao and said in a deep voice, "it seems that this has nothing to do with you?"

I don't know why, Lao Liang always intentionally or unintentionally targeted Lin Xiao, and his voice was also very stiff.

Lin Xiao has been puzzled about this. Is it just because Fang Qing is the leader? Is he just a "coachman"?

"Hey, I'm just asking." Lin Xiao didn't care either. He stood aside with his mouth curled.

Lao Liang raised his hand and continued to knock.

Bang bang!

For five minutes.

The wooden door was opened again.

Old Liang was turbid, his eyes stared at old Liang, and his voice was very hoarse. "What are you doing here?"

"Dad..."

"Don't call me dad! I don't have a son like you..." old Liang was a little excited. In the twinkling of an eye, he saw Fang Qing and Lin Xiao, and immediately paused.

"Cough! Dad, I brought two friends to see you today. Of course I don't dare to come alone, but you can't be angry with my friends..." Lao Liang usually looks dignified, but now he is a little embarrassed, as if he has really become a child who has done something wrong.

Mr. Liang took a big breath and stared at Fang Qing and Lin Xiao, "how do you mix with him?"

"Let's do some business with Lao Liang." Fang Qing answered first.

"Hum!" Mr. Liang snorted coldly, turned and staggered in.

Lao Liang breathed a sigh of relief. Chao Fangqing nodded gratefully, then pushed the door and went in.

The party entered the spacious yard.

There are a lot of flowers and plants in the yard. Spring brings the smell of summer to our faces.

No one noticed that on the side of the mountain and on the cliff, a shaggy figure had been facing the village.

The sun went through his body and pulled his shadow very long.

After a while, the figure moved and rushed down the mountain decisively.

In the hospital.

In the afternoon, the sun seemed more poisonous. Old Liang sat in the shadow, while Lin Xiao and Fang Qing sat on both sides, eating watermelon and drinking ice water.

Lao Liang stood in the sun with a wry smile, "Dad, for so many years..."

While cutting watermelon and pouring ice water for Lin Xiao, old man Liang said, "I've seen it too. Can you rest assured? Now you go and they'll stay."

"I......" Lao Liang smiled bitterly.

Mr. Liang's eyes stared round and said tremblingly, "let you roll, don't you hear me?"

Fang Qing spits out a watermelon seed and looks at old Liang suspiciously. She doesn't understand why he wants to leave them.

"Good!" Lao Liang sighed and inadvertently looked at Fang Jing, which meant that I'll go first and you'll keep up as soon as possible.

Lao Liang looked lonely, turned slowly and said in a trembling voice, "Dad, take care of your body."

"Don't worry about it. You don't have to see me off when I die." Mr. Liang's tone was stiff, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of vicissitudes and helplessness.

Lao Liang clenched his fist, stamped his feet with hatred, and walked away without looking back.

Two minutes later, Lin Xiao threw away the watermelon peel and asked with a smile, "Grandpa, you don't seem to have a good relationship with your son."

Mr. Liang sighed dejectedly, "I'll see you off later. There's a path in the back mountain that can go directly to nanjiakou."

"Send, send us away?" Fang Qing was completely stunned, "what do you mean?"

Lord Liang looked up slowly and said solemnly, "this is for your good. If you don't go with me, you will die miserably."