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Thirty thousand?This beast will really take advantage of the fire.

When the father lowered his head to take back the diagnosis report, a sneer curled up on the corner of his lips.

"Thirty thousand is too low, why don't you add more?"

Wei Ming said: "Old man, [-] yuan is not low. This is a rural house, or a worthless flat. My [-] yuan can only be regarded as buying a homestead."

"Your disease is urgently in need of money for treatment, so think about it carefully. In this village, no one will buy your crappy house except me."

Father put the dishes on the table, took another bottle of wine, and poured it for Wei Ming himself.

Wei Ming reached out to take it.

Father said: "Forty thousand."

"Just take pity on me, an old man. There is no cure for my disease, but the doctor said that it will hurt more and more, so... Can you add more painkillers? I will buy more painkillers. Don't be too painful for a month."

Wei Ming snorted coldly, "If you are afraid of pain, you can find a rope and hang yourself?"

Father's face became a little ugly.

Wei Ming's tone softened, "Thirty-five thousand."

Father smiled, "OK!"

"Come and have a drink."

Wei Ming clinked glasses with his father in a good mood, picked up the glass and drank it down.

At the dinner table, his father humbled himself and kept serving food to Wei Ming.

Wei Ming is very useful.

He ate the food with a big mouthful, and drank the wine one after another.

"Old man, the craftsmanship is good, this dish tastes very good."

"Hehe, as long as you like to eat."

"Your daughter has been dead for 30 years, right? It's a pity. Otherwise, you wouldn't be a lonely person now. Alas... What a pity!" He sighed and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"If you had married your daughter to me, maybe you would have a great-grandson by now?" Wei Ming stared at his father with a provocative smile in his eyes.

Father's hands on his lap were trembling, "Actually, last night I dreamed that Xiaolian came back."

Wei Ming didn't take it seriously. "oh?"

Father suddenly asked, "Is this wine good?"

Wei Ming froze for a moment, "It's okay."

"This was when Xiao Lian was engaged, and the in-laws brought it up. For 30 years, I have been reluctant to drink it, and I dare not drink it."

"Then why are you willing to take it out for me to drink today? Hehe~ You want to use this wine to please me and increase the price? You old man is still afraid of death."

"Then are you afraid of death?" Father suddenly asked coldly.

"Me?" Wei Ming laughed arrogantly, "I won't die, do you understand? Do you know the Goddess Cult? I have already joined the Goddess Cult. In a few days, I will go to the church to worship the Goddess, and I will live forever."

"Hehe~ I heard people say that the Goddess Cult is a cult."

"What about a cult? As long as it keeps me alive. At that time, I will make a wish to the goddess to have a young body."

"Come, drink." Father stood up and filled him with wine.

Wei Ming raised his head and drank it up.

"Hi! I really enjoyed my meal today. Hahaha..." He smiled happily as he rubbed his round belly.

"Old man, you will go to town with me tomorrow and transfer the ownership of the house to me."

His father sat on a chair and looked at him coldly.

"Do you understand?"

"Do you still have this life?"

"What did you say?" Wei Ming thought he had heard it wrong at first.

It wasn't until he saw the old man staring at him coldly, his whole body full of murderous intent, that he seemed to realize something, put his hand on his throat, "You..." The old man said in his mind that he dreamed of his daughter last night up.Is it possible...

"You're in the wine..."

Father smiled, "That's right."

"You old man!" He stood up abruptly, angrily picked up the wine bottle on the table, and threw it at his father's head.

Father ducked for a moment.

Wei Ming only felt his legs go limp, and fell to the ground with a "thump!"

His eyes widened and he stared at his father bitterly.

"I have three sons, how dare you!"

"Look if I dare!" My father blushed.

Wei Ming struggled to get up, but his whole body was exhausted, and his head became more and more dizzy.

Even at such a time, he was still not afraid, and said harshly: "If you dare to touch a single hair of my hair, my three sons will have to tear your old bones apart."

His father kicked him hard on the back, "I don't have a few days left to live, do you think I will be afraid? You insulted and brutally killed my precious daughter, I will not let you go."

"You old man, old man! My sons won't let you go!" he growled.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, "Damn it! I actually fell into the trap of you old man, damn it!"

"Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!"

Wei Ming gradually lost consciousness amidst the angry roar.

At this moment, my father burst into tears and could not help but tremble all over.

"Xiao Lian, Xiao Lian, have you seen it?"

"Daddy will kill him to avenge you!"

The father turned back to the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife, planning to kill him here and commit suicide.

Just as he was about to chop off the beast's head with a knife, a footstep sounded in front of the door.

"Old Wei!"

Father was startled, and quickly looked up, only to see Wei Ming's wife Huang Cuihua staring at the scene in the room dumbfounded.

She raised her hand to cover her mouth in surprise.

"Old A, you..."

A look of panic flashed in the father's eyes, he did not expect Wei Ming's wife to come at this time.No, this beast must be hacked before she calls someone!Everything comes in time.

He raised the knife in his hand again and was about to cut it down.

"Old A, wait..."

"Wait for Lao Jia, don't let him die so easily." Huang Cuihua said hastily.

Father was stunned, what do you mean?

Seeing Huang Cuihua running in quickly.

Looking at Wei Ming lying unconscious on the ground.

Huang Cuihua said with resentment in her eyes: "We can't let him die so easily, after such a hard time, we must make his life worse than death for the rest of his life."

"you……"

Without further ado, Huang Cuihua took off her clothes, revealing her bruised back, which was covered with burn marks from cigarette butts, densely packed without a piece of good skin.

She said: "This bastard is a devil. I have been married to him for 30 years. Whenever he loses his temper, he will put cigarette butts on my back, thighs, and stomach..." Her voice was choked.

"Then why don't you divorce the bastard?"

Huang Cuihua smiled, tears rolling down her face.

"Your daughter was killed by him, right? If I dare to divorce him, I don't need to tell what will happen?"

"He will not only kill me, but also my whole family."

"How could I not want to divorce him, but I dare not." Huang Cuihua raised her hand and wiped away her tears.

"In order to avoid being beaten by him, I can only become obedient."

"Did you know?" She said as she was getting dressed, "The first child I was pregnant with was killed by his domestic violence."