Chapter 392

Fu Guiru died.

As soon as Wang Bojun came out, he hurried to the yard robbed by Wang Bojun.

He understood that Wang Bojun's anger was based on two points. One of them was that he had a close relationship with Wang Xuan and committed his taboo. This is really my fault, because I know that Wang Bojun finally wants to choose Wang Xuan, so I subconsciously prefer Wang Xuan. Such childishness must not be repeated. The second is that Wang Bojun monitored Wang robbery, but Wang robbery found it. And in such a shameful way. This is also his improper employment. Of course, Wang Bojun obviously wants to be a scapegoat. How can a grandfather admit that he is monitoring his grandson?

Therefore, the wicked must let themselves be.

When he arrived at Wang Hongyuan's old house, Fu Gui took a deep breath and walked in with his head down. Before entering the porch, a model bowed, and then shouted, "young master, old slave Fu Gui, please see me."

"All right, Mr. Fu, why are you so polite? Come in, my brother has been waiting for you! " Zhang Dabiao picked up the curtain and said with a faint smile.

If you say, the side you met in Yuncheng makes Fu Gui understand that Wang Jie is not a person who likes compromise. The recent contacts made him have several more views on Wang robbery. The boy's mind is much more complicated than that of ordinary people of his age. Cunning but not greasy, fierce but not violent. If Wang Xin is a difficult little Luocha, Wang Jie is a little hell. It seems harmless, but he really dares to kill people!

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" Fu Gui was involuntarily polite.

Zhang Dabiao said with a smile, "I don't dare. I, nameless junior, how dare I call you sir."

"No, no, we are all the same. I serve the master. You help the young master. I'm sure you'll be the one in my seat one day." Fu Gui's usually cloudy face is especially comfortable today.

"Here comes Mr. Fu?" Wang Jie walked down slowly with a gloomy face.

Fu Gui quickly threw his eyebrows at Wang Jie and said, "young master, I'm sorry. I'm old and confused. You chose Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi by mistake and let them disturb your purity. However, what Ma Dahua said is full of lies. Don't take it seriously. All the mistakes are my own fault. The master has been furious and I must apologize to you. Now, I'm here to apologize. Please let it go. "

Several people sitting or standing in the living room smiled at each other. The old Fu usually didn't laugh. He always looked deep and unpredictable. Today, he finally recognized him.

Wang Jie slowly picked up something wrapped in oil paper from the table, like a stick, and walked coldly towards Fu Gui.

"What did you say, Mr. Fu? I don't understand! "

Fu Gui looked at Wang Jie's eyes and the guy in his hand. He suddenly had a bad hunch. Can you say that the boy really wanted to take the opportunity to beat himself? I'm afraid my old bone will be useless if it can't stand a stick

"Young master, I'm sorry. I know that bracelet means a lot to you. I'll teach those two bastards a lesson when I go back. Also... Also, I never let them watch you. I... I mean, let them look after you more, and tell me... "

Fu Gui was a little flustered and confused.

Just then, Wang Jie suddenly smiled, "Mr. Fu, I mean, what are you talking about? How can I blame you? It's those two old people who did evil by themselves. What does it have to do with you? I Wang Jie is no longer a thing, and I know you are an elder. I let my grandfather see the video just to let him return me justice. I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed. Don't think too much! "

Wang Jie said, pulling off the grease in his hand. What leaked out was a pair of crutches.

The glittering halo and regular patterns of this crutch are very beautiful.

"Young master, you are..." Fu Guichang sighed.

"For you!" Wang Jie handed over the stick and said with a smile, "I wanted to give it to you when I returned to Yancheng, but I haven't had a chance. No, if you have spare time to come today, I'll give it to you!"

"Give it to me?" Fu Gui couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes! Last time I met in a hurry in Yuncheng. I haven't seen him in eight years. I saw that Mr. Fu seemed to have some inconvenience in his legs and feet, so I asked someone to make you such a crutch. " Wang jierao said, "it's not a precious material. It's a twelve wooden crutch. It is said that this wood is tough and elastic, which is very suitable for the elderly. "

Twelve wood is a variety of six wood and nine wood, also known as the best dragon subduing wood. This material is only available in Taihang Mountain in China. And the probability of a 12 wood out of the six trees is almost one in 100000. If it is still not expensive, what else is expensive?

"Young master, I can't use it. It's too expensive!" Fu Gui was a little excited and hurriedly said, "besides, how can old slave He De dare to use the crutch you bought. I've just caused you trouble. I really have no face to stand in front of you. "

Wang Jie insisted. He gave Fu Gui the stick and said seriously, "you can stand it. I still remember when we met in Yuncheng, you had a black veil wrapped around your arm. It moved me. After eight years of life and death, you were the first person I saw with a black veil after I got the news of my mother's death. This shows that you respect my mother very much. That's all. I respect you very much. "

The words made old fox Fu Gui burst into tears.

I was just thinking about the details at that time. Unexpectedly, it was such a thing that Wang Jie kept it in mind all the time.

There is a saying that those who know kindness have a right heart, and those who remember virtue have a long way to go. The person who remembers others for every little thing is really moving.

"Young master, you repay good for evil!"

"No, I can only repay good for good." Wang Jie said with a smile, "well, please be relieved. It's over. It has nothing to do with you. In the future, let's not mention it again. "

Fu Guizhuang nodded heavily. This time, he didn't talk big or say anything impassioned. However, in his heart, he had a new understanding of Wang Jie.

After saying goodbye to Wang Jie, Fu Gui felt for the smooth crutches and hurried to a small hotel in Xicheng.

Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi ran away. He had already got the news. Therefore, on the way to rob Wang, he sent his hands to track them down. I got the news just now. I've found out. These two scum are hiding here.

"Where are the people?"

Entering the courtyard of the family hotel, Fu Guichao asked fiercely by two three-level guards.

"Back to Mr. Fu, two old things are inside!"

Fu Gui said coldly, "come on, follow me up. I'll break their dirty hands."

The three men went upstairs in a murderous manner, and happened to have a head-to-head fight with a girl with a sweater and hat. He didn't see his face clearly, but at the moment when the girl was wrong, Fu Gui seemed to feel a little familiar.

Before I had time to think about it, I was in front of the hotel.

As soon as Fu Gui nuzui, with a slap, the third level guard kicked the door open.

"Ma Dahua, why do you hide in a mouse hole? I can pull you out!"

As soon as Fu Gui's voice fell, he was stunned. Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi were crying for their father and mother. All four arms were hanging and obviously broken... There was a rubber stick on the ground with blood on it