Chapter 551: Seizing Your Illness to Take Your Life

Aunt Juan originally said she wouldn't go, but she couldn't win against A Qing, and with Mei Yueqin speaking beside her, she nodded and agreed.

A Qing happily twisted back and forth on the stool.

Wu An smiled without saying a word.

Going out like this tomorrow, it's just like a big family.

After eating.

Wu An brewed a pot of tea, letting his older brother and sister-in-law slowly keep him company while drinking tea and chatting; he took A Qing out the door and headed straight for the Luo family.

Along the way, he kept instructing A Qing.

He knocked on the door.

The one who opened the door was A Qing's aunt, Ji Hua, with a look of surprise: "Wu An, it's this late, why are you coming now?"

"I heard you went to plead for A Qing, wanting Luo You and Luo Liang to come work on my boat; A Qing is my younger brother, I take this very seriously, so I decided to come personally to check things out."

"Yes, yes, yes, please come in quickly."

Wu An entered the door.

"A Qing, could you be a bit more perceptive? Quickly get a stool for A An to sit."

A Qing snorted.

To outsiders, it seems the aunt doesn't treat him as an outsider; only family members give him orders.

But he himself knows the aunt just likes to order him around.

"Stop bustling about, where are the two brothers?"

Ji Hua said: "Inside the house, they said they went to play in the county, but ended up meeting a madman who broke their arms and legs."

"But it's no problem; after a period of rest they'll be fine."

"In the east room, I'll take you there."

Wu An nodded.

Ji Hua walked and said: "I know your relationship with A Qiang is as close as that of real brothers."

"Luo You and Luo Liang are A Qing's paternal cousins; with that relationship, rounding off, we're basically our own people."

"We know you make a lot of money from a trip out to sea; this wealth tempts people's hearts, and if outsiders develop ill intentions, that could be deadly."

"There's nothing more reassuring than using our own people; you say what Grandma said is right, don't you?"

Wu An didn't respond.

Ji Hua felt a bit embarrassed, silently cursing Wu An for putting on airs now that he had some money; from the moment he entered until now, he hadn't even exchanged a greeting with him.

Cursing in her heart but smiling on her face: "There's a medicinal smell in the room; it's surely unpleasant."

Wu An entered the room and said: "When we men talk, you shouldn't be here."

Ji Hua nodded with a smile and turned to leave.

Wu An had A Qing close the door.

The room isn't small, with two beds, a wardrobe, a table, looking messy.

Luo You and Luo Liang, the two brothers, were playing on their phones; seeing Wu An walk in, they smiled and greeted: "A An, you're here."

"It's about us going to work on your boat, right?"

"You're being too polite; coming in person to ask us is unnecessary—a phone call would do."

"As you can see, we two brothers currently can't go."

"We'll probably need to rest for two or three months."

Luo Liang grinned broadly, completely ignoring A Qing behind him, and said with a shameless face: "A An, we can't work now, but once our bodies recover, we'll definitely be capable workers."

"So, we want to discuss with you: could you advance us two or three months' wages?"

"Don't worry, we can sign a contract first; we definitely won't take the money and not work."

Luo You nodded and said: "Yeah, we're only two or three years older than you; we actually grew up together as childhood friends. If you help us now, we'll certainly be grateful and will work hard for you in the future."

Wu An laughed.

He was laughing because they angered him.

Forget it.

These two are so shameless, but it's not their fault—if the beam is not straight, the rafters will be crooked; their parents are like that, so how could we expect the next generation to turn out any better?

Good bamboo shoots can come from bad bamboo, but these two clearly take after their parents.

There's nothing more to say to these two.

He had A Qing turn on the phone's camera.

"Luo You, Luo Liang, you two beat A Qing at the gas station a few days ago—you haven't forgotten that, have you?"

"You two now, kneel down to apologize to him, slap yourselves a dozen times or so, and that'll settle the grudge."

"If you behave well, we can still continue discussing you working on my boat."

Luo Liang froze, then sneered: "So you're here to stand up for him."

"You want us two to kneel down and apologize to him?"

"Ask that little bastard if he can take it."

"If it weren't for my current inconvenience, would you believe I'd slap you a few times?"

Wu An pointed at the ground and said: "Do exactly as I say right now, and the matter will be settled."

"Wu An, what are you pretending to be?" Luo Liang raised his good hand and shouted: "When we were kids, I often beat you too—do you remember? Do you remember?"

Wu An stared at him for a while, then looked at Luo You: "And you?"

Luo You is a bit older and fairly steady; he said coldly: "Wu An, things aren't discussed like this."

"Doing it this way is of no benefit to us brothers."

Wu An turned his head: "Can't talk it out."

A Qing nodded, then suddenly let out a miserable scream, and then violently pointed the camera at the ceiling.

Then, he continued to scream miserably.

"Brother, don't hit."

"Don't hit anymore."

"Ow, it hurts to death."

A Qing's miserable screaming was exaggerated, but it didn't matter, anyway the camera couldn't capture his expression and movements; only sound, making it hard to tell true from false.

Luo Liang and Luo You were stunned, looking at A Qing in confusion, and also cursed: "Damn idiot, what the hell are you doing?"

The next moment.

Wu An directly jumped up and started hitting.

While hitting, he shouted: "Ow, you still dare to strike first!"

"Ow."

"Strike quickly!"

"If you don't stop, I won't be polite."

Luo Liang and Luo You, being hit, covered their heads, only then understanding Wu An's plan.

They attempted to counterattack.

And that was pointless.

Wu An carried out the policy of "strike while they're sick to take their life", specifically aiming at the injured hands and feet.

The worst part was, both were basically fixed to the bed, with nowhere to dodge.

Wu An hit for a while, then took the phone from A Qing's hand, the camera still pointed at the ceiling.

Then A Qing rushed forward to continue hitting.

Similar to that night at the gas station, except before A Qing was pressed to the ground, now A Qing presses them onto the bed.

The commotion from the beating attracted outside Ji Hua's attention, as he pounded on the door outside: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Hurry up and open the door."

Wu An took over from A Qing.

A Qing went to open the door.

Ji Hua opened the door and saw Wu An lying on the ground, with footprints on him, loudly wailing in misery.

"What's going on, why are you fighting again?"

"Your two sons are arrogant; I said a couple of things to them, they weren't happy and hit me." Wu An climbed up from the ground, patted his butt, and said: "I won't stoop to their level, but don't even think about coming to work on my ship in the future."

"Even if the Heavenly King and Old Father came to plead, it would be useless."

After saying that.

He pulled A Qing and left.

Ji Hua didn't have time for anything else, hurried to check on his two sons covered in the blanket.

Looking, there wasn't much wrong, just faces full of snot and tears, opening their mouths to shout: "Mom, Wu An and A Qing hit us."