Shi Huozhu opened his eyes and could see the light again. He didn't know whether it was gratitude, excitement, or simple pain, but the tears flowed down his face.
Xiao Sun looked at the crying Shi Huozhu and felt a sense of regret.
"You said you cried earlier, didn't you open your eyes earlier?
What’s the use of crying now?”
Shi Huozhu cried even more sadly after listening to Xiao Sun's words.
Goodbye, eyelashes, bunch of eyelashes.
Finally, the cries were silenced by the rice porridge. Shi Huozhu hugged the rice pot and began to lick the remaining residue of Zhen Shui Yin.
"Brother Cai, who is mourning at the door?
It's so annoying that it wakes me up howling when I'm so drunk."
Cai Gen looked at Shi Huozhu who stuck his head into the pot and licked the porridge. It seemed that he had really touched it with his eyes closed. He didn't know who was screaming.
The waiter grabbed the rice pot and was very disgusted.
"Okay, stop licking it, don't bury it.
I'll make another pot, who wants to eat?"
Zhen Shuiyin raised her hand, Duan Xiaohong raised her hand, and Xiao Tianmao under the table lay down on the ground and raised all four paws. Only Tong Aiguo and Shi Huozhu did not raise their hands.
The waiter sighed, hey, this pot was in vain, no one was full except Tong Aiguo.
kindness?
Why didn’t Shi Huozhu raise his hand?
At this time, without the cover of the rice pot, Shi Huozhu looked out the door and was stunned on the spot, a little unbelievable.
"Grandpa, my eyes may still be in bad shape, please give me some time to straighten them.
The mourning man standing at the door looks so familiar.
No, only his head looks familiar, and he is as fat as a tire. He is definitely not the person I know, absolutely not, and I cannot accept it."
As he spoke, Shi Huozhu stood up, walked to the door, and grabbed the door handle tightly. He didn't know whether he didn't want to accept it, or he didn't dare to go out, or he wanted to rely on the glass door to give him a sense of security.
Marsala was originally howling very energetically. She felt refreshed both physically and mentally, and she also exercised her lung capacity. Especially after crying, she was very relieved. As for whether it looked good or not, and whether it would affect others, she couldn't care about it.
People were passing by one after another, and she didn't even care. However, when the door of Shi Huozhu's house opened, she stopped howling.
Looking at Shi Huozhu, he closed his eyes happily, stretched out his hands, and assumed a posture of embracing the sun, which made Masala lower her head shyly.
This little villain is still the same as before. He doesn't even bother to say anything and just goes into action. I like it so much.
However, after lowering his head and waiting for a long time, the expected hug did not arrive. Shi Huozhu actually fumbled his way into the door of Anxin Bento, ignoring himself.
This made Marsala collapse.
I traveled thousands of miles to find my husband, put down everything, and even though I had nothing to do, but this Chinese New Year guy comes to see him, is he going to do this with me?
Could it be that he has someone else in mind?
So what can you do?
The Shi family and the Ma family are both carrots and pits. They have been determined since childhood, and there is no way to change them.
Besides, ordinary people cannot bear their own fate.
Thinking that she might become a widow in the future, Marsala howled even harder.
But not long after, Shi Huozhu stood at the door, staring at him. What did this mean?
Do you want to let yourself in?
Marsala closed her mouth and grabbed the glass door handle, trying to pull it open.
However, Shi Huozhu also held on to the glass door tightly, not wanting to open it.
"Azhu, please open the door."
"Tell me first who you are?"
"I am Marsala, have you forgotten me?"
"Who the hell dares to pretend to be my fiancée?"
"Azhu, when did you become blind? I am really Masala."
"No, Marsala weighs less than 100 pounds. That's a devilish figure.
You are at least 300 pounds now, you have a devilish figure, and you are definitely not a human being."
This is a bit heartbreaking. Marsala cannot listen to others talking about her figure.
Especially when it came from Shi Huozhu's mouth, it made her even more embarrassed.
Pulling the door hard, Shi Huozhu had no choice but to resist desperately, firmly guarding his bottom line.
"Azhu, if you make trouble again, I will call my fifth aunt and tell you that you are bullying me."
Fifth aunt, isn’t Marsala’s fifth aunt my own mother?
Is it really a person?
Is this female Michelin star in front of me really my fiancée?
This was even harder for Shi Huozhu to accept than admitting someone by mistake.
He quickly took out his cell phone, pulled out the photo that Marsala sent him, and showed it to the people outside the door.
"This is Marsala, how does it look like you?"
Marsala looked at the photo of herself wearing a bikini with a hot figure, and it was a bit hard to say. You can't say that you retouched the photos, right?
How vain does that look?
Forget it, it’s not like netizens meet and die after seeing each other.
He bulged his biceps and used his huge body to exert force.
The glass door was opened so suddenly that Shi Huozhu was pulled out by the force of the glass door before he could let go.
If he fell to the ground this time, his bones would not be broken, his tendons would not be broken, and his nose would be bruised and his face would be swollen, and he would not run away.
Seeing that the stone fire bead was about to fall to the ground, Masala's quick eyesight and quick feet came to the rescue and kicked the stone fire bead up to avoid being injured when it fell to the ground.
The spectators watching the excitement in the room were all shocked. This Marsala was very skilled. She kicked a stone fire bead of more than 300 kilograms more than ten meters away and rolled into the flower bed. She successfully managed to save her nose and face from being bruised and swollen.
It turned into broken bones and tendons.
After this kick came out, Marsala was also dumbfounded. She obviously wanted to help relieve the force, but since she gained weight, she was not able to control her strength freely, so she accidentally used too much force.
When you see Shihuozhu rolling far on the ground and then motionless, you must have kicked Shihuozhu to death, right?
Then I no longer need it, and now I have become a widow, which is really unlucky.
Xiao Sun, who was in the audience, couldn't stand it any longer. He ran to Shi Huozhu, helped him up, patted his fat face, checked his body again, and went into the room to report the good news.
"It's okay, I won't die. I just broke a few ribs and passed out from the pain."
There was warm applause and cheers in the room.
I don’t know if it’s to admire the vitality of the stone fire beads.
Still praise the skill of Marsala.
Or maybe it's because the drunkards in this room are not sober, so the point of laughter is relatively low.
Hearing that Shihuozhu was not dead, Masala also came forward, stretched out her big arm and started shaking Shihuozhu.
"Azhu, if you're not dead, please open your eyes. Open your eyes and look at me."
Shi Huozhu closed his eyes tightly, as if he had really passed out, or just didn't want to open them.
Finally, Shi Huozhu's arm was shaken and dislocated by Masala's ancient strength, and then he frowned and reluctantly opened his eyes.
"Grandpa, help me, don't let her touch me again, please."
When Xiao Sun heard that this was really asking for help, he wanted to carry Shi Huozhu into the house. However, the audience in the store coughed, expressing the lack of dramatic effect.
"Azhu, I can't hold you.
Marsala, don’t be stunned, hurry up and carry Ah Zhu to the house.”
After saying that, Xiao Sun let go and turned back to the auditorium.
