"By the way, Dad, did you really twist your waist?"

After getting the "buy" response from Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu is going to get money from Mrs. Xu. Before he leaves, he does not forget to care for his father, "do you want my son to buy some plaster for you?"

"Are you stupid?"

Master Xu's eyes glared, "do you know if I twisted my waist?"

"Where do I know that? You are old and strong. Otherwise, my mother can't do it. What's wrong? "

"Smelly boy, I think you are short of smoking!"

As soon as he heard that his eldest son even dared to tease himself, Mr. Xu jumped up and reached for the feather duster.

"Father, look carefully at your waist, your waist!"

Old Xu swished out and dodged the old man's family law.

……

When the elder Xu takes the elder Xu to the town, the elder Xu and the elder Xu get together.

"Daughter in law, when do we have to pretend?"

Mr. Xu is very worried.

"Where do I know that?"

Old lady Xu angrily gave the old man a look, "if you hadn't picked up that box, there would have been no such thing!"

"Is it my fault? How do I know the origin of that box? "

Mr. Xu is also a little upset.

It's a good fortune, but why do you have to be so careful?

"By the way, you said your waist was twisted, and you didn't want to get involved in road construction?"

Mrs. Xu looked at the frowning Mr. Xu. "If you really want people to believe that you have a waist problem, just stick on a stick."

"What?"

When master Xu heard the speech, his voice rose three degrees in an instant.

"Crutches?"

"What's it called?"

Old lady Xu glared, "if you don't rely on crutches, you can't tell people that you've twisted your waist."

"Or you just hide at home all day!"

"Choose one of two, choose yourself!"

Mrs. Xu is also a clean and agile woman. She always talks and does things in a crisp way.

Mr. Xu thought about it and finally decided to use crutches.

No matter what, I'll pass the pass in front of me first.

When the road is repaired, it will be cold. At that time, it was the time for cat winter. Everyone shrank into their own house. Who could control who?

"Yes, I'll ask the second one to help me with the crutch!"

Mr. Xu got up and went out. Before he took two steps, his leg really showed a limp, as if he really twisted his waist and walked awkwardly.

Xu is talking to his daughter-in-law Li at the moment. When he hears the old man's greeting, he rushes out immediately.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"You have no eye!"

Master Xu glared, "your father, I've twisted my waist. You didn't say to help me with the whole crutch. I have to tell you myself!"

"Dad, you've really twisted your waist?"

"Tell me about you. I'm old, and I still have it in my stomach..."

"Son of a bitch, what's the matter?"

Without waiting for Mr. Xu to finish, Mr. Xu's face would not be able to hang.

"Dad, don't be impulsive, take care of your waist!"

"Take it easy!"

Xu Laoer said with a smile, "come on, be careful. When you are old, you have to be old."

Talking triumphantly, Xu quickly found that his father's eyes were getting more and more wrong.

"Dad, please sit down for a while, son. I'll go up the mountain to look for wood and give you the whole crutch."

After that, Xu Laoer has already rushed out of the yard.

Poor Mr. Xu. He is half disabled now. He wants to kill a thief (beat his son), but his body doesn't allow him!