chapter 8 Boiled Wife ===

"It's God who won't spare her. She's jealous. If she doesn't get treatment, she will definitely die." Wang Gensheng scolded her coldly.

"Jealous?"Sam Lapwood was stunned for a moment.

When I was studying in the mountains, I heard several masters say that jealousy is a disease caused by God's sin.

Most of those infected are girls, who make God jealous just because they are too beautiful.

Of course this is just a legend, Tianjealousy is a chronic viral disease.

The virus lay dormant in the patient's body for eighteen years. After eighteen years, the virus was ready to attack and became unstoppable.

Wang Gensheng was still worried about Lionel Lapwood, but Sam Lapwood knelt down with a plop: "Little uncle, please save Xiaohui's life."

"Get up, Xiaohui is my future wife, how could I risk her life? Go and prepare a tank of water."

Charles Warth face was stern, but his heart was in turmoil.

Uncle Master asked him to come down from the mountain. Could it be that he was trying to save others?

A tank of water was quickly prepared, and Charles Warth kicked a towering pear tree in the yard.

I saw snow-white petals falling from the trees one after another, like snowflakes flying.

Micky Shirvinton was so anxious that she looked angry. What kind of treatment was this? Charles Warth vented his anger on the pear tree.

This pear tree has been growing for many years. Every year when the pears are ripe, the branches are full of fruits, which is eye-catching.

"Ancestor, please be gentle. You have kicked the pear blossoms down. How can they still bear fruit?"

Micky Shirvinton face looked as ugly as if she were dead.

"Shut up, is it your pears that are more important, or my wife's life?"Charles Warth looked angry, his eyes burning like fire.

Sam Lapwood looked at his wife, her body like chaff: "Wife, don't worry about this, as long as you can cure your daughter,

Whatever happens. "

Charles Warth no longer paid attention to the couple, but started to dance with his arms.

I saw his sleeves flying, and there was a gust of wind.

Those pear blossoms were flying and spinning in the wind, and they actually formed a cylindrical shape.

Sam Lapwood and his wife were stunned. All the pear blossoms that formed a cylinder fell into the water tank.

Before the couple could say anything, Charles Warth picked up the water tank and walked into the house.

Micky Shirvinton face turned pale with fear. Sam Lapwood rolled a vat from the side, weighing more than a hundred kilograms.

Now it hit a tank of water, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms.

"Nephew, what are you still doing? Hurry up and set up a pile of firewood in the backyard. I want to heat the water in the tank."

Charles Warth held the water tank in his arms, as if there was nothing, but his steps were still steady.

A pile of firewood was set up in the backyard, and a simple firewood stove was built with stones around it.

Charles Warth placed a water jar filled with pear blossoms and water on it, and then ordered Sam Lapwood to light a fire and boil the water.

Micky Shirvinton didn't know what Charles Warth wanted to do, but she saw her husband starting the fire.

The raging fire began to scorch the water tank, and the water in the water tank slowly steamed up.

Charles Warth walked over, picked up Lionel Lapwood, and walked to the water tank.

Sam Lapwood and Micky Shirvinton shivered in fright, their legs weakened and they knelt on the ground.

"You, what do you want to do?"Micky Shirvinton asked tremblingly.

"I want to boil my wife in a water tank!"Charles Warth voice was cold, like a cold wind blowing across Micky Shirvinton's cheeks.

"Little ancestor, if you do this, not only will you not be able to save my daughter, you will also cook her."

Micky Shirvinton realized the seriousness of the problem. She moved to Charles Warth in a few steps and hugged Charles Warth's legs tightly.

"Go away, you want my wife to die, but I don't want it yet!"Charles Warth was extremely disgusted.

But the woman in front of her is the future mother-in-law, so she should be given some face.

"Uncle Junior, do you really want to cook Xiaohui?"Sam Lapwood even wanted to die.

He even thought that his daughter had disobeyed his junior uncle just now, and his junior junior uncle now wanted to vent his anger.

"My nephew, I definitely have to cook it. The reason is because my wife and I don't seem to be familiar with it. Once it's cooked, I won't have these worries."

Charles Warth face was expressionless, even unfathomable.

Oh my gosh!

Sam Lapwood let out a cry.

Micky Shirvinton was so sad that she passed out.

Charles Warth hugged Lionel Lapwood and gently put her into the water tank.

The water in the water tank overflowed, fell on the red-hot stones, and immediately turned into water vapor.

Sam Lapwood stood up quickly, raised a pole and struck at Charles Warth: "Uncle Master, even if I break the rules, I can't let you do whatever you want."

His pole was held by Charles Warth, and with only a slight tug, it was in Charles Warth's hand.

"My nephew, I just need a fire, and your pole is just right."

Mike Warth the pole with both hands, like twisting a twist.

How much strength this requires, ordinary people can't even imagine.

A pole was twisted into strips and thrust into the fire.

The heat in the water tank rises, and it still feels steaming within two meters.

It is conceivable that the temperature of the water in the tank is so high that it is simply unbelievable.

Sam Lapwood wanted to die, but he couldn't die. What would happen to his wife after he died?

At this moment, a bustling sound came from the front yard.

Charles Warth frowned and said coldly: "Nephew, go to the front yard and see who is causing trouble there."

Sam Lapwood walked to the front yard and saw several men with ferocious faces.

His head couldn't help but buzz. Aren't these people his enemies?

"Sam Lapwood, you have been hiding quite well. In order to avoid your enemies, you have pretended to be disabled for more than ten years. Haha, today you finally showed your true colors."

A man looks like Zhang Fei. Not only is he ugly, but his voice is like thunder.

"Darren Zimmerman, we have been grudges for sixteen years, can't you let it go?"

Sam Lapwood knew that he was no match for Darren Zimmerman, so he had to keep begging for mercy.

"Sam Lapwood, do you still remember what happened sixteen years ago? You made my son crippled. In order to seek revenge, you pretended to be disabled."

Darren Zimmerman voice was always like a thunderous roar, which only made Sam Lapwood scalp numb.

"Darren Zimmerman, I told you a long time ago that your son was not treated like that by me. He was destined to suffer this fate."Sam Lapwood begged bitterly.

"Sam Lapwood, over the past sixteen years, I have seen you suffer from paralysis, so I don't care about you.

Your daughter is now in her 28th year, it’s time for her to be my daughter-in-law! Darren Zimmerman shouted loudly.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, Darren Zimmerman, don't bully others too much."Sam Lapwood was furious and cursed loudly.

Darren Zimmerman eyebrows stood up and he punched Sam Lapwood.

"Sam Lapwood, I still don't believe it when people say that your legs are healed. Now it seems that your legs are healed and you are more courageous."

Darren Zimmerman's words were followed by a punch, and a burst of punches hit him overwhelmingly.