Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> The little warlock

Text 1721 No luck in beating your wife

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Shit, I may not be able to earn even 50 yuan a day, excluding gas and food money. It is estimated that I may not be able to earn 100 yuan a day in the next ten days. Wang Baoyu said displeased: "Everyone else earns 10 yuan, how can I change it here?"  It¡¯s become a hundred.¡±

    "Hehe, he said that it was the first day he came here and he didn't know the market thoroughly. Don't worry, it costs a lot more to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to apply for a business license than this." The drunken urban management officer glared and said dissatisfied.

    I have someone in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, so I don¡¯t have to spend a penny, Wang Baoyu thought in his heart, but when a tiger falls and a dog bullies a tiger, a person has to bow his head when it¡¯s time to bow his head. In the end, Wang Baoyu still felt pain and handed over a hundred yuan.  The county magistrate is not as good as taking charge now. He has been reduced to such a state and cannot afford to offend these uncles.

    The drunken city manager took the money, smiled with satisfaction, shook the money a few times, and after confirming that it was genuine, put it in his pocket and said, "You are quite sensible. Please close the stall early."

    After saying that, the drunken urban management officer handed over a ten-yuan ticket, hummed a tune and walked away. He went to collect taxes from someone else. He also made calls on his mobile phone and vaguely invited his friends to drink in the evening.

    "Use my hard-earned money to eat and drink, why don't you drink to death you bunch of bastards," Wang Baoyu cursed in his heart. He finally understood why the people now don't trust officials. It's all caused by these black sheep.

    Seeing the sunset appearing on the horizon, the sun was setting in the west, and it was getting dark. Wang Baoyu calculated the accounts and found that he had lost at least 100 yuan in the day. If the business continued like this, life would not only not get better, but would also go backwards.

    Just when Wang Baoyu was depressingly preparing to pack up the Gua Gua stall and go home, a fat man with big shoulders, round waist, and greasy body came striding over and cursed. He wanted to take away the white cloth sign in front of Wang Baoyu, and kept cursing.  : "Nosy little liar."

    "Hey, big brother, have you drunk too much?" Wang Baoyu asked politely.

    "Fuck you, it's none of your business whether I drink or not." After saying that, he grabbed Wang Baoyu's white cloth sign and tore it hard. Wang Baoyu tried to take it away, but he was not as big as others, so he just didn't want it. I'm tired.  It¡¯s been a day and I have to go home to eat and sleep.

    However, the man did not give up. He stepped forward to block Wang Baoyu's way and cursed, "You little bastard, you pooped in your crotch. If you don't wipe it up yourself, don't even think about leaving."

    Wang Baoyu had a bad day. The situation in front of him made him immediately angry. He couldn't help but cursed: "You are nothing, why did I provoke you?"

    "You just deserve to be beaten. Why am I beating my wife? Go and ask. After marriage, some families don't fight. You have enough time to eat and support yourself, and you are still trying to persuade my wife to file a complaint with the Women's Federation. I see you  I just got tired of living," the man scolded.

    Wang Baoyu guessed who this man was. He should be the savage man who first came to see him for a photoshoot at noon. It seemed that the comrades of the Women's Federation had reprimanded him, which made him feel angry.

    Wang Baoyu said: "Fuck, if a couple fights, it won't necessarily break the wife's bones. You will live a useless life. If you go home and beat your wife to vent your anger, are you still a man? If there is injustice on the road, everyone can take care of it."

    ¡°Don¡¯t fucking interfere with my family affairs, you deserve a fucking beating.¡± The man yelled harshly.

    "If you fucking dare to touch me, I'll make you kneel and help me up." Of course Wang Baoyu refused to show weakness and scolded arrogantly with his chest puffed out.

    Wang Baoyu's gesture immediately reduced the man's anger. He waved his fist and asked again: "Little liar, you damn know how to fool this old woman. I just have a bad mouth. You can do it with just a few words."  If someone deceives you about your family affairs, I will go to the police to sue you, this little liar, for being a big liar.¡±

    "Who is fooling me? I'm sure I'm right. I can tell by looking at your face that you beat your wife." Wang Baoyu retorted unconvinced.

    Seeing that there was going to be a fight, the people walking around immediately gathered around, looking forward to the fight with excitement. The bad roots of human nature were clearly revealed. At the same time, the middle-aged woman in the morning also hurriedly chased away  Come here, probably after the comrades from the Women's Federation went back, she was beaten again. Now her nose was bruised, her face was swollen, and her hair was messy. But Wang Baoyu didn't look at her pitifully, but was very angry. I helped you, but betrayed me. It's really unethical.

    The middle-aged woman grabbed her man and timidly discussed: "This matter has nothing to do with the little brother. It's all my fault. I will never contact the Women's Federation again."

    "Little liar, tell me what I do." The man asked with his eyes wide.

    Wang Baoyu looked up and down and said disdainfully: "This is too simple, you are a pig butcher."

    "Haha, the calculation is really accurate. The second one is the one who killed the pig." A man next to him who knew this man laughed.

      "Prodigal bitch, did you tell him in advance?" The pig-killing man pushed his wife and cursed.

    "My little brother is so accurate, I didn't say anything at all." The middle-aged woman said.

    ¡°That¡¯s not okay, he is just a little liar, maybe he is still trying to get your idea.¡± The pig-killer said reluctantly.

    ¡°Damn it, if you ask for money like your wife, I won¡¯t agree to it. Some people in the crowd started to chuckle, thinking that the pig-killing man¡¯s words were outrageous.

    Seeing the crowd gathering more and more, Wang Baoyu stood up and said: "You are unreasonable and you are a little liar. Why did I lie to you? Your wife came to me to tell fortunes, but I didn't take a penny. Also, don't fuck me."  You think of people so dirty, I don¡¯t have that intention towards your wife.¡±

    "Then why do you have to get involved in my family affairs?" the pig-killer asked again, tossing and turning.

    "I also have good intentions. I hope your family will be united and happy." Wang Baoyu said casually.

    "Haha." The pig-butcher laughed so hard that his belly trembled, and said, "Our family has always been very happy, with no shortage of money and meat to eat every day. Today's fight is all because of you."

    "You are so damn stubborn. I might as well tell you that beating your wife will bring bad luck to a man." Wang Baoyu said. As soon as he said this, he immediately attracted a burst of praise from the women onlookers.

    "Nonsense, I'm asking you, you claim to be able to pinch and count, why didn't you count until I came to smash your stall today?" The pig-killing man yelled, clenching his fists, and if his wife hadn't stopped him, he wouldn't have done it this time  I'm afraid he has come to beat Wang Baoyu.

    "That's right. You claim to be able to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. Why didn't you figure out what happened today?" Someone in the crowd echoed, those who watched the excitement were not afraid of causing trouble.

    "Isn't that what fortune-telling is all about? There are only a few who really believe in it."

    ¡­¡­

    "It's not easy for a young man. You have to be merciful and merciful. Comrade, it's not right for you to beat your wife." An older man said something fair.
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report