Yan Fugui said: "Bang Geum, you are not sick, you are really sick, you don't even know that there is seven behind six, and you don't know whether you have two or three. This is a typical confusion in thinking and a way of attack of neurosis."

"I'm not crazy, you're crazy."

"Big tit, you said you are not crazy, then I'm asking you a question. If you answer, I will prove that you are not crazy. If you don't answer, you are sick. This is a question related to rats. You should say the mouse three times in a row."

"Rat, rat, rat."

"What do cats like to eat the most?"

"mouse."

"His third uncle, our kid is answering. Is he not crazy?" A surprise surged on Jia Zhang's face.

The good guy is fine, Jia Zhang is the happiest.

Facing Jia Zhang's expectant eyes and the puzzled expression of a group of beasts.

Yan Fugui shook his head slowly and gave an answer that was completely opposite to what Jia Zhang thought.

"Wrong, the answer to the mouse is just proved that the mouse is crazy."

The beasts were stunned.

How is that possible?

The answer is correct.

Why have you become a lunatic? You shouldn't be crazy?

"Why am I increasingly unable to understand his third uncle?"

Xu Damao, who was leaning on the porch pillar, smiled.

It's not a bad tit.

Yan Fugui has a problem.

This is a question that no matter how you answer the slightest meme, the right to explain is owned by Yan Fugui personally. Yan Fugui can tell you the same result as a flower.

Yan Fugui has already determined that the fact that the kid is crazy, or that the kid is crazy has a personal benefit to Yan Fugui, otherwise Yan Fugui would not have done his best to cheat the kid.

Who gave Yan Fugui the benefits?

It's obvious.

It's not these beasts in front of Xu Damao.

Xu Damao's guess is correct. No matter how Bang Ge answers, Yan Fugui has retorted and refuted the reason for calling Bang Ge a crazy person.

For a huge profit, Yan Fugui could only cheat the trick.

It's a two-pie egg.

In order to completely get rid of Jia Zhang, Erpi Dandan found Yan Fugui in private. As long as Yan Fugui successfully made Jia Zhang fulfill his promise to Erpi Dan, Erpi Dan would give Yan Fugui something from the Qing Dynasty.

It is said that it was a fan used by Qianlong.

Kong Yiji once said that stealing books is not considered stealing.

Yan Fugui applied this sentence to himself. It is understandable that intellectuals can do some unethical things appropriately for the sake of what they like.

For the fan.

Yan Fugui was talking nonsense.

"Huai Ru's mother, it's because of the kid who answered this question, so he was sick. I'll ask you all, I'll ask you to answer this question, will you answer?"

"No, only the madman will answer."

"So I said that the kid is crazy and is still very ill."

"I'm not crazy, I'm not sick, you fool me."

"Big Meme, the third uncle also watched you grow up. Can the third uncle still harm you? Since you don't admit that you are crazy, the third uncle will give you a chance in the end. This is a question of one plus one equals several. Children in the first grade of elementary school know the result. You have to seize this opportunity. The third uncle asked, one plus one equals several."

The tits were stunned.

He was a little confused.

Why did Yan Fugui ask such a simple question?

What is one plus one equal?

Of course it's two.

two!

Just as the Bang Teng was about to give the answer to this second, she suddenly linked the question of the previous three rats, artificially complicated Yan Fugui's question, mistakenly thinking that this question has other connotations. Under the influence of the monster, she thought about it for more than a minute and had not given a specific answer.

"The tits are two, one plus one equals two. Five-year-old children know the result. You are so old and you have been thinking about it for a long time but have not given the result. Why are you sick?"

Jia Zhang raised his hand and slapped the kid.

I don't want to slap in the face.

Hit it on the shoulder.

"Good tut, one plus one grandma knows, why have you been thinking about it for so long?"

"What one plus one equals two, if it equals something else, like three."

"Big tit, you won't know what you are. Why are you not sick?"

Yan Fugui waved his hand and called the beasts carrying pig manure and donkey peeing in front of him.

This is to give the stick tits a trick.

"Big tit, you have crazy disease and can't spread it. How can you get married if it spreads? So your grandma asks us neighbors for help. We have found a lot of folk remedies. Don't panic. Let's try this folk remedy one by one. There is always a folk remedy that can cure your crazy disease."

"I'm not sick." Fang Ge showed fear on his face. Even if his nose was not good, he could smell the stench from the things in the jar.

I heard of the tits.

Someone fed the madman manure.

It was also said that this was a folk remedy.

It's not that he would enjoy such treatment even if he had a good joke.

A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him.

run.

The tits want to run away.

However, he was a cripple man, and his legs were not good. He was surrounded by beasts staring at him, and there was no running situation.

The stick trolls were also unlucky, and it would be fine if they didn't run. The run immediately seemed to be guilty. As soon as he moved, he was pressed to the ground by the beasts.

The beasts were also excited, and for the sake of money, they had to give tricks.

A beast carrying the pig manure jar looked at the stick with a ferocious face. The spoon held by his right hand stirred hard in the jar a few times, stirring the pig manure evenly. Then he scooped a little bit of pig manure with a spoon, sniffed it hard, and asked at the beasts around who had already frown and temporarily held their breath, "Look at what's going on?"

“I think it’s a little light.”

Some beasts think that the taste is not heavy, but they are not drinking it themselves, but they are pouring it on the stick cereals, so they are just taking the resentment they were bullied by the stick cereals at that time.

"Just not the smell?"

"Um."

"What should I do? Could it be that I'll go to the cottage to get some fresh ones?"

"Isn't this Dahuang here?" Some beast looked at Dahuang and waved his hand to Dahuang, who was shaking his tail hard, "Come on, dog, come here."

Under some coercion and temptation.

Dahuang, who was lying on the ground and watching this scene, staged a miserable scene of shitting in the jar in front of countless beasts, and the dog's face changed color.

I have never seen you bully dogs like this!

You guys don’t treat my rhubarb as a dog!

The beast stirred a lot more in the jar with a spoon and said to the stick stalk that was pressed on the ground by the beasts: "Peak stalk, open your mouth, drink medicine."

Xu Damao on the porch almost burst into laughter.

He sounded familiar with this.

Dalang.

Get up and drink medicine.

Then Wu Dalang, who was drinking medicine, died and died in a cowardly manner, and he could not die again.

pity.

The stick tits are not Wu Dalang.

The person who gave medicine to the stick stalk was not Pan Jinlian, but the beast in Siheyuan.

The person lying on the ground was not Wu Dalang who was obediently whispering to drink medicine, but the cripple thorn who gritted his teeth and kept silent.

The fool opens his mouth.
To be continued...