Wang Xinming took Lin Ping back into Liu Dazhu's house, looked at Liu Dazhu's angry look and smiled, then handed a cigarette and started to close: "Come on, Dazhu's father, calm down and smoke a cigarette. Although we are not from the same village, we are quite close. We are both from Kushan. When it comes to this, I have to call you uncle."

Liu Dazhu's father glanced at Wang Xinming without saying a word.

"Just smoke a cigarette, just treat it as a fragrance for your ancestral tomb." Wang Xinming lit the cigarette for himself.

"What did you say?" Liu Dazhu's father was furious when he heard this, and he was about to fight with Wang Xinming.

"You Liu family is famous for four generations of single-generations in the mountains. Now you are about to lose your son and grandson. You must not apologize to your ancestors for the incense on your ancestral tomb." Wang Xinming said earnestly.

Liu Dazhu's father took a step forward and his fists were clenched tightly, and he saw that he was about to hit Wang Xinming if he had a disagreement.

Unlike the trendy Dinkism and non-marriageism of some young people in developed countries and economically developed areas in my country, most people still retain the traditional and normal idea of ​​having children, especially in traditional rural and mountain villages. The concepts of "unfilial piety are three, and no descendants are the greatest" and "transmitting family traditions" are still deeply rooted. Moreover, the goals of "cross" and "transmitting family traditions" refer to children and grandchildren only, and do not include female descendants. This has created some backward and remote rural mountainous areas that still have a serious idea of ​​favoring boys over girls. In most rural areas, the two most ruthless words are "cut off children and grandchildren" and "bringing sons without py".

"Transferring the family line" is particularly important for a mountain village family like Liu Dazhu, which has four generations of single-born history. As mentioned above, Liu Dazhu's father never expected his stupid son to be rich and prosperous. He only hoped that Liu Dazhu could marry a wife and have a grandson for him, so as not to break the incense passed down from the Liu family.

"Dazhu's father, you don't have to look at me. If you beat me, you may not be able to beat me." Wang Xinming smoked and vomited two sips of smoke. "To be honest, Dazhu, he stayed in the miserable mountains. Can he find a wife? You, the father himself, don't know a little about it?"

"Look at your family, what is worth giving Dazhu the capital to marry a wife? If you don't have money, what can you do with the three melons and two dates you exchanged for farming? Liu Dazhu is not the master of a handsome talent. Back then, it was because your family was poor that you were almost thirty and didn't marry a wife, and almost got a bachelor. You can't marry a normal person, so you finally got a fool and gave birth to a half-silly son. Don't look at me, what's the use of looking at me? Am I not telling the truth?"

Wang Xinming said one by one, saying the truth, but it was also revealing Dazhu's father's scars, making Dazhu's father stare at Wang Xinming in anger, wishing he could kill him with his eyes.

Wang Xinming took a deep breath of cigarette: "Let me tell you the truth. Our Kushan Mountain is also changing now. People from the villages near the town are desperately walking into the town and running into the city. Almost all the girls have gone to work in the city, and there are still a few who stay in the mountain. Even if those girls marry a dog in the city, they won't be your turn."

"I'll plan a horse." Dazhu's father was pointed at his nose and scolded by Wang Xinming.

"It's useless for you to make my mother. Isn't what I said true? Put your heart in mind. If you have a daughter, are you willing to marry your daughter into a family like yours, are you willing to marry him to a half-silly who has no money and no ability?"

Liu Dazhu's father stood there blankly, and he couldn't even say a word that Wang Xinming criticized.

"Dazhu's father, I'll leave this to you today." Wang Xinming said disdainfully, "If Dazhu has been in this miserable mountain all his life, if he can get a wife, I, Wang Xinming, will be broken tomorrow."

Lin Ping was stunned when he listened to what Wang Xinming said. This person could really say anything. Such a person should not survive in a martial arts novel or fantasy novel.

"Think about it, your father has just passed away for a few years and his body has not been cold. Because of your problem, Dazhu cannot marry his wife and give you the Liu family. Your father must not crawl out of the grave and pinch your neck to ask you: Why don't Dazhu enter the city! Why don't Dazhu enter the city!" Wang Xinming said with an extremely exaggerated expression and body movements, "If I were your father, I would have to strangle you to death."

Liu Dazhu's father squatted down.

Wang Xinming handed a cigarette to Dazhu's father. Dazhu's father did not refuse this time, so he took it and then lit it with a match with a trembling hand.

"What's the benefit of letting Dazhu stay in Kushan? People with two arms and two legs, and a normal head cannot marry a normal person as a wife. Do you still expect your stupid son to find a normal person? He can marry a fool like his mother, which is considered a burning incense. You have a half-silly and a fool. If you find a fool for a fool, then you will have a big fool?"

Lin Ping was stunned by the side. It was a miracle that Wang Xinming, who was so cruel and could live so big and not be beaten to death.

Liu Dazhu's father squatted on the ground without saying a word for a long time, smoking a cigarette silently.

"You really don't want Dazhu to enter the city. I'm very familiar with the bitter mountain. I'll salvage Dazhu a wife. See who has a fool, a blind, a mute or a widow. I'll ask if I'd like to live with Dazhu."

Wang Xinming's words were like a sharp knife, stabbing Liu Dazhu's father one after another, and Dazhu's father had no strength to resist.

After a long time, Liu Dazhu's father said tremblingly: "Can Dazhu find a good wife after entering the city?"

When Wang Xinming heard Dazhu's father ask this, he squatted down happily: "Then do you still need to ask? What is your son's identity when he enters the city? I heard from Teacher Lin that the official in the swimming center called Liu Dazhu. He just liked Liu Dazhu to swim well and have the ability. Think about it, the official is not smarter than you or more capable than you?"

"Yes, all officials are very smart." Liu Dazhu's father finished his last sip of cigarette, "Is there any more? Let me get it."

Wang Xinming quickly handed Dazhu's father a cigarette: "Your son has swims well, swim from the city to the province, and then from the province to the national team, participate in the Olympics, and win a bright gold medal in the championship. Think about it, your ancestral grave will not emit green smoke!"

Liu Dazhu's father turned his head and looked out at his son who was looking out at the door of the house and looked up at Lin Ping without saying a word.

"At that time, your son wants money and identity, and there are a lot of female fans, and they all want to give birth to a baby for your Dazhu. What kind of daughter-in-law can't be chosen?" Wang Xinming described Dazhu's bright future to Dazhu's father with a slutty brow. "Just that blonde and blue-eyed foreign beauties will be your daughter-in-law..."

"No, don't want foreign wife, just want our own woman." Liu Dazhu's father said seriously.

"If you don't, don't want it. I don't like foreign women either. It's better for us Chinese women. Let Dazhu find a domestic daughter-in-law." Wang Xinming quickly went down the donkey.

"Yes, Dazhu has to choose a domestic one." Dazhu's father vomited a deep breath of cigarette.
Chapter completed!