Rebirth in the College Entrance Examination: Making a fortune with rough men

Chapter 4 4 Silly Xiong Sang Da Zhuang

Sang Dazhuang thought of the gangsters Cui Xue had found for Yuzhi, and his eyes were full of anger. It was really time to clean up, not to mention the poisoning. This time, even if Yuzhi ignored him for three years, he would not be able to do anything.

We can't let people named Cui have an easy time.

Sang Ye let out a sarcastic laugh. It was a lively conversation. If you make a fuss on the bed, you won't have to compromise on everything.

Each family member is more stupid than the other.

That old bitch Cui Xue, haha...

Sang Bian lowered her eyes and pursed her lips slightly, "Cui Xue, you are so naughty that others dislike you."

When Yuzhi woke up, Wang Xinfeng and the two little guys had already gone back.

Originally, Wang Xinfeng disliked Sang Dazhuang's clumsiness, so she wanted to stay and take care of Yuzhi, but Yuzhi pulled Sang Dazhuang so tightly that he wouldn't let go even if he fell asleep.

She had no choice but to go back.

There was still a lot of things to do at home, and she had to make some delicious food for her daughter-in-law to replenish her health.

Full of resentment and jealousy, he glared at Sang Dazhuang, told him to take good care of Yuzhi, and left reluctantly.

Sang Dazhuang felt that his life had reached its peak. He had never been so needed by his wife, and he was so distracted that he couldn't find anything to do with anything.

He stood like a mountain beside the bed, neither sitting nor lying down, staring at Yu Zhi's sleeping face with a naive smile on his face, looking like a strange uncle.

He watched Yuzhi for as long as he slept. The more he watched, the more silly he laughed.

Fortunately, no one else was arranged to enter this ward, otherwise they would have been frightened by his behavior as he was seriously ill.

So as soon as Yuzhi opened his eyes, he saw Sang Dazhuang's black bear-like face and copper bell-like eyes. His heart trembled, he choked on his saliva, and almost coughed out his lungs.

Sang Dazhuang was anxious and blamed himself. He wanted to help but didn't dare to do anything, so he scratched his head and ears.

Yuzhi finished coughing and cried again. The grievances and joy of being reborn were all gone.

His eyes were swollen and he said in a hoarse voice: "I want to drink water."

"Ah? Hey, okay, drink water," Sang Dazhuang hurriedly poured water for Yuzhi, but the hot water bottle was empty and there was nothing.

Sang Dazhuang suddenly panicked. He was so fascinated by Yuzhi that he couldn't do anything his mother told him.

My wife wants to drink water, what should I do if she doesn’t?

She looked at Yuzhi with a guilty conscience, like a little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong and didn't know what to do.

Yuzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud, he was so cute and silly.

"Go get hot water."

Sang Dazhuang slapped his forehead, how could he be so stupid?

"That's right, Zhi... uh, just wait, I'll be back soon." Yuzhi didn't let him call her name, and Sang Dazhuang choked back the words as soon as they came to his lips.

Yuzhi's heart clenched, and he could no longer remember how many things he had done, and how much he had hurt this stupid man. They were obviously unreasonable requests, but he remembered them one by one and complied with them.

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It doesn't matter, take your time, she will definitely be able to make up for it: "Well, come back quickly, I'm scared to be alone."

"Okay, okay." Sang Dazhuang hesitated to speak and refused to leave.

Yuzhi blinked: "Is there anything else?"

Sang Dazhuang glanced at the hem of his clothes: "That, hands."

Only then did Yuzhi realize that she was still holding on to Sang Dazhuang. After holding on for so long, her hands were stiff. She couldn't stretch herself and it was so tight that she felt uncomfortable.

"Dazhuang, please help me, my hand is stiff and I can't move it by myself."

Sang Dazhuang almost knelt down when he heard this sentence. This was no less shocking than when his mother heard Yuzhi call her mother. Her heart was beating so hard, but she didn't dare to show it for fear of scaring Yuzhi.

Steadying his mind, he looked at Yuzhi's hand. His white and tender little hand had turned blue from the cold, and the place where the needle was taken was even blacker.

Sang Dazhuang wished he could slap himself twice. He was so stupid.

On such a cold day, if you are exposed outside the quilt, you will definitely freeze.

He stretched out his big black hand and carefully touched Yuzhi's white and thin fingers. Yuzhi's hand was really small and fragile. Sangda Zhuangmu's big black hand gestured blankly for a long time, but he couldn't move down, for fear of being touched.

broken.

After finally looking in the right direction, I twirled two fingers and went over. When I touched the white and cold little hand, I almost stopped breathing.

After tossing for a long time, Yuzhi's hand became colder and stiffer. Sang Dazhuang himself was covered in sweat and did not loosen his fingers.

Yuzhi looked at Sang Dazhuang's trembling expression with a speechless expression. She was not made of tofu and was so untouched.

"Put your hands into your palms. Once they are warm, rub them and they will open. Hurry up, I'm cold."

When Sang Dazhuang heard this, he no longer dared to write ink.

He rubbed his hands on the clothes, secretly watched Yuzhi's expression, and then slowly put them on.

Yuzhi never showed any disgust or rejection, so he was relieved.

The small fist felt no bigger than an egg in the palm of his hand, and Sang Dazhuang felt extremely warm in his heart.

If Yuzhi is willing to let him touch her, will she not hate him so much?

Thinking this way, Sang Dazhuang's heart was filled with beauty.

He warmed Yuzhi's hand, kneaded it away gently, and carefully stuffed it into the bed. He was still a little dizzy: "I, I'm going to get hot water. I'll be back soon." He didn't dare to look at Yuzhi.

face, turned around and ran away.

I ran to the door and remembered that I didn't have the kettle, so I came back to get it, and then ran away like a gust of wind.

He was running too fast, his head was too dizzy, and he bumped into someone. His big body didn't do anything, and he knocked people around. Fortunately, he was a young man and didn't cause any problems.

The villain Sang Dazhuang complained first and shouted at the top of his voice: "You are blind. Believe it or not, I will whip you."

The young man's anger at being knocked out suddenly disappeared. He couldn't afford to offend him: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Sang Dazhuang glared at him and walked away fiercely.

Feeling guilty, he secretly glanced at the ward. His wife probably didn't hear it, right? Don't encounter that unlucky thing again, or he'll knock his head off.

Innocent victim, young man...who is the unlucky thing?

Yuzhi heard clearly in the ward, and the corners of his mouth raised.

In the past, she would have been disgusted by Sang Dazhuang's vulgarity and cruelty. But now, she just finds it funny, as he is obviously a fool.

The man is strong, has a fierce face, has a loud voice and has a bad temper.

Before meeting Yuzhi, I took a few teenagers of about the same age to hang out.

He never works in the fields, and will take action if he disagrees with someone. He will also take action if someone doesn't like him. He will take action if someone provokes him. In his mind, there is no problem that cannot be solved with fists, and if there is, he will beat him to death.

His fists were as big as sandbags, and ordinary people couldn't bear them. He was invincible from all over the country, and he easily became the leader of gangsters. He was disliked by everyone and avoided by everyone.

After meeting Yuzhi, Yuzhi said he didn't like gangsters, so he changed his ways. Although he couldn't change his bad temper, he still worked in the fields honestly.

He has a lot of strength. He can do the work of several people by himself, and he gets full work points every day.

However, he was too good at it before, and even though he is now a good worker, he is not respected by others. Besides, his temper has not changed at all. Apart from being cautious in front of Yuzhi and holding his voice in a low voice, he is still in front of other people.

He is fierce and violent. His copper-bell-like eyes can scare people out of their souls.

Now Yuzhi doesn't mind. No matter what his temper is or what he does, as long as he treats her well, she can accept it. She no longer cares about other people's opinions or comments. This man, herself

Just take it seriously if you like.

Before Sang Dazhuang came back, other patients were admitted to the ward.

A large family crowded in noisily.

(End of chapter)