"Go over and give him a good rub on his feet so as not to dirty my hands." Wang Gensheng showed no mercy at all and spoke directly, asking Zhou Xiuqin to wash them.
Zhou Xiuqin went over and washed her husband's feet.
Wang Dashuang usually rubs Zhou Xiuqin's feet, but today he asked Zhou Xiuqin to wash his feet with him in front of an outsider. Zhou Xiuqin felt uncomfortable.
After squatting down, he pressed Wang Dashuang's painful feet and started to rub them.
"Oh, you want to hurt me to death!" Wang Dashuang screamed loudly. If this continues, the pain will already kill Wang Gensheng before he can start treatment.
The pain was so severe that there was nothing he could do, so Wang Dashuang had no choice but to bend down and wash his own feet.
This was the most extravagant foot-washing experience he had ever had, and more than three thousand yuan was gone in the blink of an eye.
After washing for more than ten minutes, Wang Gensheng asked Wang Dashuang to pick up his feet from the basin and let him dry them himself.
Then give him treatment.
At this moment, Wang Dashuang's feet not only had no smell, but also had a strong aroma of wine.
This was the taste that Wang Gensheng could accept. He pressed a few times on Wang Dashuang's feet with one hand.
Wang Dashuang wailed again: "Gensheng, can you please be gentle?"
"Your foot bones are dislocated. If I don't use my strength, how can I recover? Otherwise, why don't you stop treating me?" Wang Gensheng shouted coldly.
Wang Dashuang took a breath of cold air: "You can do whatever you want."
Haha, it should have been like this a long time ago! Wang Gensheng felt cold in his heart, held Wang Dashuang's feet with both hands, and slapped him hard.
There was a gurgling sound, and Wang Dashuang howled like a killing pig again: "Oh, it hurts so much, I can't cure it, I can't cure it."
"Why don't you go down and take a few steps?" Wang Gensheng threw his feet to the side and said angrily.
Wang Dashuang stood up hesitantly and took a few steps. His feet really didn't hurt that much anymore.
Just as he was about to take a few steps, Wang Gensheng stopped him: "If you don't want to be disabled, it's best to stay here for a day or two."
"Then I can't walk?" Wang Dashuang looked at Wang Gensheng in surprise.
"It's not that you can't walk. At least you shouldn't walk for the next few hours. Your bones are sprained and they haven't recovered yet."
As he spoke, Wang Gensheng threw the few silver needles he had just used into the basin, stood up and left.
"Gensheng, how much is your treatment fee?" Wang Dashuang asked cautiously, fearing that Wang Gensheng would make another big mouthful.
"Forget it, don't always think about your own interests in the future. Taoyuan Village is a big family, so don't engage in any sectarian disputes." Wang Gensheng waved his hand and walked to the door.
Taoyuan Village is composed of several surnames, and each family has its own surname and fights openly and secretly, making it difficult for the villagers to unite as one.
When Wang Gensheng came out of Wang Dashuang's house, it was much darker outside.
Just like in the morning, Wang Gensheng had just walked out a short distance when Zhou Xiuqin chased him out again.
"Gensheng, wait a minute." Zhou Xiuqin shouted timidly. She didn't look like Wang Gensheng's aunt now, but she looked like a woman of her own generation.
"What do you want to do?" Wang Gensheng turned around and looked at Zhou Xiuqin helplessly.
"I know you love drinking, so I brought you two bottles of good wine, but they're not as expensive as the two bottles just now." Zhou Xiuqin said softly, unable to help but blush suddenly.
Just now, she thought Wang Gensheng asked for wine to drink for himself, so she took out the two best bottles.
As a result, my husband's stinky foot drank two bottles of wine.
Haha, it’s a good thing to have wine!
Wang Gensheng changed his smile and said with a smile: "You are much more cheerful than the one at your house. I really can't tell."
"Actually, he asked me to give you this wine. I told him just now that he shouldn't be too kind. If he wants to harm others, he ends up harming himself."
Zhou Xiuqin's voice was so soft that it felt like a spring breeze to Wang Gensheng's ears.
"Gensheng, my reputation may be a bit bad. In fact, I am a clean person. It is only my fault that the person in my family failed to live up to expectations. Gensheng, I feel very bitter."
But Zhou Xiuqin started to cry, like rain hitting pear blossoms in the darkness.
Wang Gensheng took two steps back and was about to take the wine from Zhou Xiuqin's hand, but Zhou Xiuqin put the wine on the ground.
He grabbed Wang Gensheng's hand and put it on his heart: "Gensheng, please touch it, my heart still hurts."
Let me go, is this touching your heart? Did Zhou Xiuqin put her hand on the wrong side?
The feeling of fleshiness in this hand made Wang Gensheng feel a little dizzy.
He hurriedly tried to retract his hand, but Zhou Xiuqin jumped forward and fell into Wang Gensheng's arms.
"You, what are you doing?" Wang Gensheng took a few steps back.
"Gensheng, I just want to give you a good hug. My heart is really painful, so painful." Zhou Xiuqin confided in a low voice.
Just give it a hug without losing anything? Wang Gensheng lowered his hands vertically and let Zhou Xiuqin hold him.
A few minutes later, Zhou Xiuqin let go of Wang Gensheng and said embarrassedly: "I lost my temper just now. I wish I had known you a few years earlier."
Let me go, I was a teenager a few years ago. Do you really want an old cow to eat young grass?
Wang Gensheng sneered in his heart, but said: "Okay, you can go back and avoid associating with those unscrupulous people in the future."
Wang Gensheng had two more bottles of good wine in his hand, the kind that cost two or three hundred bottles.
The best ones in Zhang Qiaoling's supermarket only cost more than 100. I would really feel sorry for myself if I didn't drink them.
Why not go to Zhang Qiaoling's house now, eat some mutton skewers, drink a bottle of wine, and go away the anger in your heart.
Thinking of this, Wang Gensheng went to Zhang Qiaoling's house.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, there were obviously fewer people playing skewers.
Furthermore, it is the busy farming season, and many villagers go to bed early after eating.
Wang Gensheng walked into the courtyard and saw Li Xiaoyan washing dishes alone, while the junior barbecue worker was busy grilling skewers.
"Xiaoyan, where's Sister Xiaoling?" Wang Gensheng didn't see Zhu Xiaoling and seemed a little disappointed.
Zhang Qiaoling came out, saw the wine in Wang Gensheng's hand, and asked with a smile: "Gensheng, why are you bringing the wine here? It's not the New Year or the festival."
A villager who was drinking said with a smile: "Qiaoling, could it be that this guy Wang Gensheng came to propose to you?"
"Go, I don't know, don't talk nonsense, okay? Gensheng is my brother, okay?" Zhang Qiaoling let out a sweet sigh, but her heart felt like she had drunk honey.
If Wang Gensheng really proposes over wine, he will definitely agree.
Wang Gensheng took out a bottle of wine and put it on the villagers' table, and said with a smile: "This bottle of wine is my treat. I just went to treat Accountant Wang's foot. Accountant Wang gave it to me."
"Gensheng, this is really good wine!" the villager said with a smile.
"Wine, whether good or bad, is for people to drink. You can drink it freely." Wang Gensheng smiled heartily.