Chapter 13: Who are you?
Today is Su Yu's twentieth birthday. In previous years, when the old man was there, although the family was not particularly wealthy, he would always have a lively time on his birthday and buy new clothes or something. But since the old man died, he was left alone in the family, not to mention his birthday, and he usually didn't even have anyone to talk to.
"The kung fu you taught me, I have already practiced to the fourth level, and I am higher than you! From now on, I can also move women, and I will definitely move more than you old thing in the future! How about it, envy it? Envy you get up, you don't want to die!"
A person's birthday, a lonely person, and inadvertently remembering his tragic father and ruthless old lady during dinner in the afternoon, Su Yu's heart is even more uncomfortable, and he misses his only grandfather. Thinking that he had finally grown up and could be filial to his grandfather, but his grandfather left him, even if he was strong, he couldn't help but shed tears and cried.
"You say you're an old thing! Why don't you live well! I've eaten your idle food for so many years, but you get up! Get up and rely on me! Let me wash your feet again, let me beat your back again......"
The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place. Thinking that grandpa pulled himself up with a handful of and urine, he was finally able to be filial to him, but the old man left without his hand, even if he was strong, he couldn't help but cry and miss......
I don't know how long I cried, but in the end I was tired of crying, maybe it was because of the strength of the wine, Su Yu fell down in front of the tombstone and fell asleep. And I slept very peacefully, as if I was lying on my grandfather's lap when I was a child......
There are no wolves in the mountains, and there are no hurtful beasts, and the kung fu taught to him by the old man also flows with strong energy in his body, so that the cold and evil qi cannot invade the body, so this night, Su Yu slept very peacefully......
At noon the next day, a motor sounded, and a small yacht drove over on the north lake at the west end of the village.
"Yo, which kind of hillbilly with eyes knows that Lao Tzu is going to come to this North Lake to play, and specially prepared a fishing rod and bait for Lao Tzu!" A long-haired young man on the yacht said with a laugh as he looked at a simple fishing gear such as a fishing rod and a net bag lying horizontally on the shore.
"Liuzi, park the yacht on the side, and a few of our brothers will come to catch a fish and have fun!" said to the other three people on the yacht, and Long Hair stepped on the side of the yacht with one foot, ready to jump to the shore.
But they didn't know that this move was about to bring disaster to themselves. This set of fishing gear, no one dared to touch it in the entire Xiaoxi Village, and even in several nearby villages, because it was the little overlord Su Yu's. This is the exclusive fishing spot for Su Yu and Old Man Su, and the fishing rod is also made by Old Man Su himself, with too many memories of Su Yu. Because Su Yu was in a hurry two days ago, he didn't go home to get a fishing rod. Therefore, whoever has the idea of hitting this fishing rod will be beaten!
As soon as the yacht stopped to the side, the long-haired fish jumped ashore, reached out and grabbed the fishing rod, pretended to stand on the shore, and swished the fishing line fish to the water!
"Put down the fishing rod for Lao Tzu!"
At this time, Su Yu had just gotten up from the grave, and remembered that the fishing rod had not been taken home yet, so he walked to the shore. As soon as he got here, he looked at a long-haired man holding his fishing rod, and he shouted angrily.
"Yo, where are the country boys, where are the children playing in the mud, don't disturb Liu Shao fishing here!" said a yellow-haired young man behind Chang Mao arrogantly.
"Play with your mother! I'll say it again, put down Lao Tzu's fishing rod!"
"You're still energetic, aren't you? It looks like you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, Kaizi, Liuzi, teach me a good lesson to this hillbilly!" Standing up and throwing the fishing rod to the ground, the long-haired youth yelled coldly.
If he obediently put down the fishing rod, maybe Su Yu would not have to worry about these grandsons from the city, but now, the fishing rod carrying the memories of the past was broken, and it would definitely be endless!
With anger in his eyes, he saw Su Yu kick under his feet violently, and rushed towards the long-haired young man with a whoosh, and when he had no defense at all, a big slap slapped him over!
"Who the fuck are you talking about hillbillies? Say it again?!"
"Smack!"
Another slap shook it over, and directly stunned Long Hair.
This can make Huang Mao angry, and suddenly he stepped forward with an arrow, and rushed over with a fist, "Damn! You hillbilly, you dare to beat Liu Shao! Lao Tzu abolished you today!"
The remaining two people also rushed to the yacht to get a stick and rushed straight over.
"Liu Shao, which young master, which young master?! Lao Tzu is the one who hits you!" Looking at the fishing rod that was thrown to the ground, Su Yu didn't say a word, and slapped it again, directly fanning the long hair into a pig's head, and poked it on the ground.
Then he turned around and punched out, leaving no room at all, and punched a yellow hair directly into the lake!