"It's God who won't spare her. She is jealous. If she doesn't get treatment, she will definitely die." Wang Gensheng scolded her coldly.
"Jealous?" Liu Dajun was stunned for a moment.
When I was studying in the mountains, I heard several masters say that jealousy is a disease caused by God's sin.
Most of those infected are girls, who make God jealous just because they are too beautiful.
Of course this is just a legend, Tianjealousy is a chronic viral disease.
The virus lay dormant in the patient's body for eighteen years. After eighteen years, the virus was ready to attack and became unstoppable.
Wang Gensheng was still worried about Liu Xiaohui, but Liu Dajun knelt down with a plop: "Little uncle, please save Xiaohui's life."
"Get up, Xiaohui is my future eldest wife, how could I ignore her life? Go and prepare a tank of water."
Wang Gensheng looked stern, but his heart was in turmoil.
Uncle Master asked him to come down from the mountain. Could it be that he was asking himself to save others?
A tank of water was quickly prepared, and Wang Gensheng kicked a towering pear tree in the yard.
I saw snow-white petals falling from the tree one after another, like snowflakes flying.
Sun Qiaohong was so anxious that she looked angry. What kind of treatment was this? Wang Gensheng vented his anger on the pear tree.
This pear tree has been growing for many years. Every year when the pears are ripe, the branches are full of fruits, which is eye-catching.
"Ancestor, please be gentle. You have kicked the pear blossoms down. How can they still bear fruit?"
Sun Qiaohong's face looked as ugly as if she were dead.
"Shut up, is it your pears that are more important, or my wife's life?" Wang Gensheng said with an angry look on his face, his eyes as bright as fire.
Liu Dajun looked at his wife, her body like chaff: "Wife, don't worry about this, as long as you can cure your daughter,
Just do whatever you want."
Wang Gensheng no longer paid attention to the couple, but started to dance with his arms.
I saw his sleeves flying, and there was a gust of wind.
Those pear blossoms were flying and spinning in the wind, and they actually formed a cylindrical shape.
Liu Dajun and his wife were stunned. All the pear blossoms that formed a cylinder fell into the water tank.
Before the couple could say anything, Wang Gensheng picked up the water tank and walked into the house.
Sun Qiaohong's face turned pale with fright. Liu Dajun rolled a vat from the side, weighing more than a hundred kilograms.
Now it hits a tank of water, which weighs more than a thousand kilograms.
"Nephew, what are you doing standing still? Hurry up and set up a pile of firewood in the backyard. I want to heat the water in the tank."
Wang Gensheng held the water vat in his arms, as if there was nothing, but his steps were still steady.
A pile of firewood was set up in the backyard, and a simple firewood stove was built with stones around it.
Wang Gensheng placed a water jar filled with pear blossoms and water on it, and then ordered Liu Dajun to light a fire and boil the water.
Sun Qiaohong didn't know what Wang Gensheng wanted to do, and saw her husband starting the fire.
The raging fire began to scorch the water tank, and the water in the water tank slowly steamed up.
Wang Gensheng walked over, picked up Liu Xiaohui, and walked to the water tank.
Liu Dajun and Sun Qiaohong shivered in fear, their legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground.
"You, what do you want to do?" Sun Qiaohong asked tremblingly.
"I want to boil my wife in a water tank!" Wang Gensheng's voice was cold, like a cold wind blowing across Sun Qiaohong's cheeks.
"Little ancestor, if you act like this, not only will you not be able to save my daughter, you will also cook her."
Sun Qiaohong realized the seriousness of the problem. She moved to Wang Gensheng in a few steps and hugged Wang Gensheng's legs tightly.
"Go away, you want my wife to die, but I don't want to!" Wang Gensheng was extremely disgusted.
But the woman in front of me is the future mother-in-law, so she should be given some face.
"Uncle Master, do you really want to cook Xiaohui?" Liu Dajun even wanted to die.
He even thought that his daughter had just disobeyed his junior uncle, and now his junior uncle wanted to vent his anger.
"My nephew, I definitely have to cook it. The reason is because my wife and I don't seem to be familiar with each other. Once it's cooked, we won't have these worries anymore."
Wang Gensheng's face was expressionless, even unfathomable.
Oh my gosh!
Liu Dajun let out a howl.
Sun Qiaohong was so sad that she passed out.
Wang Gensheng hugged Liu Xiaohui and gently put her into the water tank.
The water in the water tank overflowed, fell on the red-hot stones, and immediately turned into water vapor.
Liu Dajun stood up quickly, raised a pole and struck at Wang Gensheng: "Uncle Master, even if I break the rules, I can't let you do whatever you want."
His pole was held by Wang Gensheng, and with only a slight tug, it was in Wang Gensheng's hand.
"My nephew, I just need a fire, and your pole is just right."
Wang Genfa twisted the pole with both hands, like twisting a twist.
How much strength this requires, ordinary people can't even imagine.
A pole was twisted into strips and stuffed into the fire.
The heat in the water tank is rising, and it can still be felt within two meters.
As you can imagine, the temperature of the water in the tank is so high that it is simply unbelievable.
Liu Dajun wants to die, but he can't die. What will happen to his wife after he dies?
At this moment, a bustling sound came from the front yard.
Wang Gensheng frowned and said coldly: "Nephew, go to the front yard and see who is causing trouble there."
Liu Dajun walked to the front yard and saw several men with ferocious faces.
His head couldn't help but buzz. Aren't these people his enemies?
"Liu Dajun, you have been hiding quite well. In order to avoid your enemies, you have pretended to be disabled for more than ten years. Haha, today you finally showed your true colors."
A man looks like Zhang Fei. Not only is he ugly, but his voice is like thunder.
"Zhang Lei, we have been grudges for sixteen years, can't you let it go?"
Liu Dajun knew that he was no match for Zhang Lei, so he had to keep begging for mercy.
"Liu Dajun, do you still remember what happened sixteen years ago? You made my son crippled. In order to seek revenge, you pretended to be disabled."
Zhang Lei's voice was always like a thunderous roar, which only made Liu Dajun's scalp numb.
"Zhang Lei, I have told you a long time ago that your son was not treated like that by me. He was destined to suffer this fate." Liu Dajun begged bitterly.
"Liu Dajun, in the past sixteen years, I have seen you suffer from paralysis, so I don't care about you.
Your daughter is now in her 28th year, it’s time for her to be my daughter-in-law!" Zhang Lei shouted loudly.
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, Zhang Lei, don't bully others too much." Liu Dajun was furious and cursed loudly.
Zhang Lei's eyebrows stood up and he punched Liu Dajun.
"Liu Dajun, I still don't believe it when people say your legs are healed. But now it seems that your legs are healed and you are more courageous."
Zhang Lei's words were followed by a punch, and a burst of punches hit him overwhelmingly.