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Chapter 1768 Burying Mother

At this time, Li Huaishui glanced at everyone watching the fun, and immediately became angry and cursed: You group of turtle grandchildren, what are you watching here? I didn’t see me digging a grave for my mother here, so none of them came to help me.

It would be fine if he didn't scold him. As soon as he scolded, everyone dispersed, fearing that they would not avoid it. But when Li Huaishui saw everyone dispersing, he immediately picked up the hoe and started to mingle. He cursed at the village voice, saying that they had no conscience and were all a group of boys. His mother usually treated the villagers well and didn't even have anyone to help him if she died.

However, everyone in the village understood that the old lady in the coffin was not dead, she was not dead. Someone heard him speak just now, and even saw Li Huaishui talking to her.

In this case, who may help?

Everyone left, but there was one person who didn't leave, and that was another lazy man named Wang Dahammer in the village.

Li Huaishui naturally saw him and was happy, so he called Wang Dahui and said, "Brother Dahui, come here and help Brother Shuier. The coffin is too heavy, I really can't push it in. Come and help me push it."

Wang Daechui stood there and saw Li Huaishui greeting him, and he looked at the old dog he had greeted him. He was actually a little afraid of Li Huaishui, even though he was a brother who had a big time together.

He was afraid that after he walked over, Li Huaishui would take out a stone from behind like a magic trick and smash it hard on his forehead.

Then he was not dead, and then Li Huaishui continued to greet him and said: Brother Sledgehammer, come here, we are good brothers.

Then, he walked over again, and Li Huaishui's stone fell down again, and he smashed it down one by one. He gritted his teeth.

The old dog's death was deeply imprinted in Wang Dachui's mind. He would never forget that scene. That time, he knew that Li Huaishui was a real bad person, a person who was so bad that he had been in his bones. He didn't even let go of the old dog he had raised for more than ten years. This time he buried his alive mother with his own hands.

Seeing Wang Dahui standing there with tears in his eyes, Li Huaishui was annoyed again and cursed: Wang Huaizi, are we brothers? Your uncle, come and help me. What's wrong

Wang Dahui's tears fell, still like last time. He looked at Li Huaishui and the big coffin. He cried again. Still like last time, he didn't know why he cried, but he just wanted to cry, and tears gushed out.

Seeing Wang Dahui's appearance, Liu Huaishui was a little puzzled. Although his mother has always been good to Wang Dahui, she can't cry like this.

So he asked: Sledgehammer, why did you pee? A big man doesn't feel embarrassed.

Wang Dachui still cried. He looked at Li Huaishui hatefully, and finally said: Li Huaishuier, you are just a fucking beast.

After saying this, Wang Dachui ran away again, just like last time.

Only Li Huaishui stood there alone. He looked at Wang Dachui's back as if he was watching a lunatic, and he was still cursing.
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