In anger, Lao Zhou stood up, clutching the shovel and walking outside the door.

Zhou Xiaoguang was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, and quickly stepped forward to stop Lao Zhou, "Dad, listen to me."

Old Zhou pushed Zhou Xiaoguang away, "Go away! You bastard, if I don't bury her today, I won't be your father!"

As soon as Lao Zhou's vigor came up, ten cows couldn't stop him, he lifted his foot and kicked the door open and strode towards the door.

Zhou Xiaoguang's father's sudden behavior was suddenly bewildered.

Listening to the sound of father's footsteps in the corridor outside the door, Zhou Xiaoguang, who was stunned in place, remembered it for a long time.

"No! Never let Dad bury Bo'er."

Zhou Xiaoguang roared, opened the door, and chased it out.

Over there, Lao Zhou had already walked to the cell where the wooden boxes were stored with his shovel.

Seeing the wooden box, the nameless fire in Lao Zhou's heart burst out.

Because before, Lao Zhou had witnessed his son kneeling in front of the wooden box countless times, talking and laughing with the people in the box. Thinking of the weird situation, Lao Zhou suddenly felt a chill in his back.

"This should be over. I can't let my son go on like this again."

Lao Zhou opened the door, walked in, and slammed open the lid of the box. He saw Xie Baoer's body neatly placed in the box and became more angry, so he yelled at Xie Baoer with his fingers.

"Well, you vixen, you're dead, you still seduce my son all day long. Seeing that I don't smash your face, I tell you to seduce men again!"

Lao Zhou was so scolded, he picked up the iron shovel and looked at Xie Baoer's beautiful face, and he wanted to shovel down.

"stop!"

There was a loud drink coming from behind, and Lao Zhou immediately felt his wrist was held by a large iron-like hand, and he couldn't move at all. When he turned his face, he saw his son Zhou Xiaoguang's hideous face.

Lao Zhou pulled his throat anxiously and shouted, "You bastard! Let go of your hand! Do you dare to stop your father?"

Zhou Xiaoguang suddenly cried out, and he grabbed his father's hand and began to tremble.

"Dad, please, don't force me. This woman is my lifeblood. I really love her. You must not destroy her. If you destroy her, I won't live anymore."

Looking at his son’s tearful eyes, Lao Zhou still shook his head fiercely and shook his head vigorously, “No! You are a human, and she is a corpse. How can a human corpse fall in love? My child, please be sober, she is already dead. It's impossible to talk to you for more than a year. You have imagined all this. You are talking as a thirty-year-old. Don't hide in fantasy all day and lose your mind."

Zhou Xiaoguang clutched his father and cried loudly, "Dad, believe me, Bo'er is not dead at all. Look, she knows that you are going to ruin her, and she is kneeling on her knees now begging for mercy. She is so pitiful, father, Just let her go."

Lao Zhou's eyes widened, and Xie Bao'er still lay down in the box with a corpse? How can you kneel down and beg for mercy? Unconsciously, it is even more popular.

Rao is his son's heart-piercing crying, Lao Zhou is still unmoved, he pulls his face, and angrily said, "The love between humans and ghosts is still against the way of heaven, let alone love between human corpses?"

Seeing his father resolutely refused, Zhou Xiaoguang had to puff and knelt at his father's feet.

"Dad, please, fulfill the two of us, Bo'er has already sworn to me, she said she will never leave me, and will accompany me to eternal life. She really loves me, please do not beat the mandarin ducks. Break us apart."

Old Zhou laughed. "Swear? What did she use to swear? My son, keep your eyes open, she's already dead. Where else can I swear?"

"No! Dad, she is still alive, she is not dead at all."

"Which person can live if his stomach and head are hollowed out? Son, please be sober."

Zhou Xiaoguang still looks obsessed, "Dad, she is really alive."

Lao Zhou snorted coldly, "Xiaoguang, don't blame your father for being cruel today. Father is also for your own good. If you continue like this, you must be crazy. Let me ruin this little **** and cut your mind. miss you!"

Lao Zhou had made up his mind, and he shook his iron shovel to smash him. He was about to be smashed when he saw a beautiful face.

Zhou Xiaoguang, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly shuddered, jumped up from the ground, and hugged his father.

After all, Lao Zhou is old, how can he be worthy of his strong son? Zhou Xiaoguang hugged him desperately, and Lao Zhou's feet were unstable, and he collapsed backwards. The shovel in his hand also cried and fell to the ground.

The father and son rolled together and scrambled.

The old father is naturally not his son's opponent. After two blows, the son takes the upper hand and rides under him.

"You bastard, quickly let go of your dad and me. I am your dad. If you hit me, you will be struck by lightning."

Zhou Xiaoguang shook his head, "No! For my most beloved woman, I will do anything to tell me. Let alone beat my father." After speaking, he raised his jealous fist and aimed at Lao Zhou's nose with a punch.

With this punch, Lao Zhou's head buzzed, nosebleeds splashed all over his face, and Lao Zhou's heart was cold.

Think about the hard work of raising my son, and the result is today.

Lao Zhou wanted to cry without tears, and his heart was broken into eight petals.

"You bastard, if you really beat Dad, you will be retributed."

"I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't want this, but for Bo'er, I had to offend my father. Dad, you have been young and you have been in love. You should understand how I am now. I hope my father will still fulfill us. We love each other sincerely, please don't separate the two of us."

Lao Zhou couldn't laugh or cry, "Xiaoguang, you are really crazy about the dead body. She is dead a long time ago, and everyone is stinky. How can you still fall in love with you? Wake up."

"Dad, you are not allowed to say that she is dead. She is not dead at all! I'll say it again!"

Zhou Xiaoguang's persistence finally angered Zhou Xiaoguang. He once again raised his fist and aimed at Lao Zhou's temple and pushed it down.

With a muffled bang, Lao Zhou softened and fell to the ground motionless.

"I'm sorry, Dad, since you don't believe what I said, I have no choice but to do it. Why can't you believe me once? Bo'er is so good, you have to ruin her and make me sad. This is good. Yes, you finally shut up, Boa can continue lying in the box with peace of mind, and the whole world is clean."

Zhou Xiaoguang sighed, he bent over to hug his father and walked slowly towards his room.

After Zhou Xiaoguang returned to the room with his father in his arms, he put his father on the bed and sighed, "I'm sorry, Dad. You are too tired, so let's take a good night's sleep."