Looking at my uncle who had passed out and remained motionless, I looked completely baffled and asked blankly, "Is it possible that my uncle was so excited that he couldn't hold it back and was so happy?"
As soon as I finished saying these words, my mother suddenly began to tug at my ears hard and said angrily: "My son is getting worse and worse.
In the past, besides eating, sleeping and thinking about the abacus, he went to flower houses with a group of dandies. , In addition to leading Sheng'er and Jie'er, and ruining the family to death, now he actually knows what a broken sleeve is, and he can use it openly in public without blushing.
He has really made great progress.
"Na" I couldn't help but beg for mercy again and again, and said with dignity and plausibility, "Mom, the so-called person who is close to ink is black.
I have been exposed to so much ink.
It is difficult not to be black.
I have no choice.
Besides, I just said Nothing really What a bastard, it's obviously my uncle's fault.
He didn't want to show off his old face and wanted to be with Mr.
Jun.
He dragged me into the water and made me suffer for no reason.
My uncle was holding hands with this Mr.
Jun. good They were so intimate that they didn't care about the eyes of others at all, and began to secretly flirt with each other in public.
Didn't my mother see this with her own eyes?
They were obviously the culprits, and they were no different than me, a bystander.
It’s not related to each other.
I was just instigated by them to express my feelings for them and help them pull away the fig leaf.
It was obviously them who were immoral and immoral, but I didn’t do anything.
Why would my mother come to blame me when she is so good?"
"Who told you that men are holding hands, so intimate, and they don't care about the eyes of others at all, and they start to make secret glances in public.
This is cut sleeves."
The mother's face turned red with anger. \ "We are all making secret glances, what else could it be if it wasn't the broken sleeves?"
I muttered in a low voice, aggrievedly.
The mother was so angry that she staggered and almost fell to the ground.
She held her chest and gasped, "Those are two grown men.
Between them, there can only be a very pure relationship."
Friendship is just a matter of time.
What my brother did with Mr.
Jun is just a simple way of showing the mutual affection between two people.
In this way, my son knows."
"I know, I know, of course I know, just like Wei Linggong and Mi Zixia, Gongwei and Wang Qi, Qi Jinggong and Yu Ren, King Chu Gong and Lord Anling, Lord E and Yue, King Wei and Long Yang Jun, Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty and Zhang Fang, and so on, etc., so ordinary."
My mother smiled at me with great reluctance: "Who did my son learn this from?
Why is he becoming more and more filthy and obscene?"
"Of course I learned it from someone who was extremely dirty and nasty," I said while giving that bastard Jun Mo a meaningful smirk.
The next moment, my mother suddenly increased the strength of her hand and almost pulled my ear off.
The pain was so painful that I couldn't help but burst into tears.
"My son is really immature.
With such an excellent role model as Mr.
Jun by his side, I don't know how to learn from him properly, but I know how to follow those dirty and dirty people.
I know that those people are dirty and dirty.
Extremely obscene, don't you I know how to avoid it, but that's all.
I'm still rushing to study.
I'm really mad at my mother."
My mother said angrily, with an attitude of hating iron and not steel, and the strength of her hands continued to become heavier.
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He was heavy again, and even called Xiaoye to ask for help.
After a while, Xiaoye lived up to her mother's trust and came up directly carrying a stick thicker than my arm.
I trembled with my legs and asked tremblingly: "Uh uh uh uh uh uh, um, mother, don't you want to beat me to death?
It's an insult to the family.
It's not me, it's my uncle." and" "You still say it, you still say it," my mother scolded me angrily, picked up a stick and hit me hard, no matter how much my grandfather and the housekeeper, Uncle Zhang, tried to stop me, it didn't work.
Seeing that stick was about to rush towards me with the force of destroying the earth and mountains, I closed my eyes tightly and gritted my teeth, assuming a posture of looking forward to death, but clinker, that stick didn't last for a long time.
The ground did not greet me.
I opened my eyes nervously and slowly, only to see the stick falling straight on that bastard Jun Mo's body.
The blood behind his head was flowing violently and uncontrollably.
The mother looked horrified, dropped the stick in her hand, bit her finger, and acted as if she had done something wrong.
But that bastard still had a calm expression on his face and smiled as if it had nothing to do with him: "Auntie, Wu'er just made a mistake for a moment, why do you need to criticize her so harshly?
You can only blame her.
It's my fault that it caused her to have random thoughts."
"That's right, that's right, this guy doesn't know how to restrain his behavior."
I quickly agreed, but my mother slapped me directly on the forehead.
"Well, Mr.
Jun, I'm really sorry.
It's me, a mother, who has no good discipline.
Don't take it off, don't take it off."
The mother said, holding a handkerchief, and carefully went to help Mr.
Jun.
That bastard Mo wiped the blood from his head.
Grandpa asked Butler Zhang to quickly invite the best doctor in the capital, and ordered Mo Ping to clear out an upper room for that bastard Jun Mo.
But at this moment, that bastard Jun Mo spoke again.
With a pious face, he said he was not used to living in a room by himself, and he glanced at me from time to time.
"Could it be that you want to move to the Prime Minister's Mansion to live with your uncle?"
I looked horrified, and my jaw almost hit the ground.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this bastard is so shameless and I don't know why he is so reserved.
It’s a thing, you want to sleep with my uncle?
Obviously, I didn't bother to modify it.
I couldn't help but stand on the moral high ground and condemned this bastard, "My uncle is already so old, and you still care about his body and covet his sex.
Tsk tsk."
Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it’s really a beast, a living beast.”
As soon as I finished speaking, my mother grabbed me and beat me, and my screams filled the room.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, my son is just so uh-huh, he can't speak.
Mr.
Jun, please don't mind, don't do it."
The mother smiled apologetically at the bastard.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I'm used to it anyway, and I've long been used to it," the bastard said with great openness.
After Mo Ping cleaned up the room, he hurried over to report and respectfully asked that bastard Jun Mo to go down and have a rest.
But the bastard refused and said that he had already lived in the same room with me before.
He got used to it, and he insisted on sharing a room with me like a weight.
I was so frightened that I quickly waved my hands and refused righteously.
This bastard leaned close to my ear and whispered to me: "Wu'er, I don't want them to spy on the identity of the sharks.
When the time comes, killing people and silencing them will be burdensome and troublesome."
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Go ahead, this bastard is clearly a naked threat.
I gritted my teeth and said to this bastard: "Even if you live in the same room with me, you may not be safe, so don't waste any more time and go back to your Nanhai."
After saying that, I pushed the bastard hard out the door.
Grandpa covered his mouth with his sleeves and coughed heavily, "Since my dear grandson is so enthusiastic, then Mr.
Jun should live with Wu'er, so that he can take the opportunity to teach him some knowledge and let him understand some principles of life."
"Yes, I will definitely teach you well and tell you everything you know."
The guy pulled his lips and smiled at me, looking like a villain who had succeeded in his evil scheme.
"Wu'er, eh, brother Xian, take Brother Yu with you.
Please rest in your room, brother Yu, your head is really hurting."
With a sad face, I shook off that bastard Jun Mo's hand, and then ordered Xiaoluzi to take this guy away.
Looking at the back of that bastard Jun Mo, Grandpa looked satisfied.
He couldn't help but nod his head again and again, and said proudly: "If my good grandson can be half as good as this Jun Mo, the ancestors of my Zhou family will My ancestors, I will definitely be able to smile from ear to ear in heaven.
I believe this young master has not married yet.
As the saying goes, rich water should not flow to outsiders.
Tomorrow I will call your seventeen sisters back to the house to bring this Mr.
Jun takes him as his grandson-in-law."
"Grandpa, this bastard is just a facade.
Don't let him deceive you.
Marrying your sister to him is completely pushing her into a pit of fire.
How can you be so cruel?"
I looked anxious. .
But grandpa laughed even louder, "My dear grandson, there is no use in being jealous, you should just imitate Mr.
Jun."
After that, grandpa left directly, leaving me completely messy in the wind.
"Wu'er, Mr.
Jun, why do you have to live with me?"
My mother came forward and asked me mysteriously.
"Mother, if I say that he discovered my daughter's identity and the purpose of coming here is to marry me, would you believe it or not?"
"Believe, believe, of course I am a believer.
Wu'er has completely inherited my mother's beauty.
She was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was ashamed of herself.
It is completely expected that Mr.
Jun can fall under your pomegranate skirt."
As the mother spoke, her branches trembled with laughter, "Don't worry Wu'er, my mother will definitely help you guard Mr.
Jun's fine cabbage, and she will definitely not let him be taken advantage of by those seventeen pigs."
Go" "No, no, no, mother, you must not stand in the way.
If this bastard can like others, he won't harm me again.
It's better to let my sisters take care of him."
"Wu'er, what nonsense are you talking about?
Such a good husband can't be found even with a lantern, so how can he spread his hands and give gifts to others?
Wu'er, don't be shy.
My mother will help you well, but" Mother He carefully looked around, and after making sure that there was no one else around, he leaned into my ear and said, "It's just that a man and a woman are alone in the same room.
No matter how gentle this gentleman is, if it's hard to resist, you two will do it alone again."
Firewood touches the fire."
After hearing this, I wanted to hold my chest and vomit three liters of blood.
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I have to sincerely admire that my mother's imagination can be so rich in love
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