Chapter 109

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Chai You Fu's elegant sliding kneel left everyone present dumbstruck……

Chai Mi was also left completely duck-mute by Chai You Fu's maneuver: "Hiss…… is it really this smooth? If my Second Uncle doesn't get an Oscar for Best Actor, it'd be a bit of a letdown for his skills."

Liu San had traveled far and wide these recent years, seen quite a few ruthless characters, and watched many a drama, but watching Chai You Fu's elegant sliding kneel, he couldn't help but recall that kneel of Sihlang's in the Pingju opera "Sihlang Tanmu" he watched at the megaphone stage last year……

"Chai Mi, your Second Uncle not going into Pingju opera is a waste of his physical skills; with this sliding kneel technique, he could make a living anywhere."

Zhang Hailan grinned, rolling an eye at Liu San: "Chai You Fu has an iron rice bowl, why would he bother singing Pingju? Singing that stuff, you earn a few cents of broken money……"

"Heh heh." Liu San returned a "heh heh" to his own short-sighted woman.

"Heh heh." Zhang Hailan returned a "heh heh" to her own good-for-nothing man.

"Cough cough……" Chai Mi interrupted the two with a laugh-cry: "Cousin, Sister-in-law. You two not going to the TV station to be commentators is a bit of a waste of talent. My Second Uncle really has a sharp mind, no wonder he's our Sanjiacun's Little Zhuge; at a moment this face-losing it even reached Maternal Grandmother's Home, he didn't lose face. Have to say, Chai You Fu really has two brushes."

Whether Chai You Fu has two brushes or not is unimportant. What's important is Chai You Fu has two legs that know how to scrub the ground……

This one sliding kneel, instantly on the clay ground, two deep marks appeared.

Chai You Fu also couldn't be bothered with whether his knees hurt or not, whether his clothes got dirty or not, he tore at his throat, and with an "Ah" wailed out: "Mother…… my dear Mother…… how could you…… you suffered! It's all this son's fault, letting you at such an old age, endure such great suffering!"

The crying voice was heart-rending, tearing through the sky in a hysterical manner, echoing back and forth in this inconspicuous Sanjiacun.

At times crying to heaven and shaking the earth, at times grief and indignation reaching the extreme.

Causing everyone present to be unable to help but be moved!

"Oh my Mother……" Chai You Fu's tears huala-ed down.

His knees trembled, he held his waist straight, head shaking left and right, both arms slapping the ground…… even the tail sound of his voice was dragged extremely long.

His crying was truly lifelike, everyone couldn't help but sigh in admiration, even some noses turned sour……

Even Chai Mi was moved to the point of almost crying……

"Hiss! Chai Mi, is your Second Uncle performing a mourning wail? This is even more tragic than when my grandpa passed away back then, my dad cried……" Zhang Hailan ate melon with great relish: "Couldn't tell your Second Uncle is actually a great filial son……"

"If you know how to talk, say a few more sentences." Liu San wore a face of helplessness: "How can you make a metaphor out of everything? Just watch the excitement properly, how did you drag my father-in-law into this……"

"Why can't I. Liu San let me tell you, the day my dad passes, you better cry like Chai Mi's Second Uncle, if you can't cry then, we'll see if I don't fight you." Zhang Hailan laughed broadly: "You do a sliding kneel then too……"

"You quit it. My knees can't withstand that kind of rubbing…… besides, my father-in-law isn't even fifty yet……"

"Who says that thing's accurate, what if one day a headache and fever comes, the person might just croak……"

Chai Mi looked at Zhang Hailan with a face full of awkwardness: "……"

Really.

If you know how to talk, say a few more sentences!

"Sister-in-law. Wishing for your own dad to croak, you're the first one I've seen."