It was already dusk when Mr. Lexiao returned to Meicun. Young Master Yan, who was waiting eagerly, immediately took two teammates to drive to carry the luggage, and unswervingly insisted on moving all the luggage before having dinner.
Master Ayu and his party went back, and Mr. Yan also returned to Hua's house. There were only one table in the Le's house with nine people at night, so it seemed particularly quiet.
The braised pork has been prepared and the stove has been turned off. There is no need to work overtime at night, and the young and old men can relax.
Mr. Lexiao still had a lot of things to do, so he went upstairs to do his own thing at eight o'clock in the evening. Young Master Yan followed him upstairs in a hurry.
"What's the matter with you following me?" Looking at Yan's foodie like a Erha, Le Yun really wanted to kick him out and let him taste the feeling of a ball rolling down the stairs.
"Yes." Yan Xing responded in fear of being driven away. When the little Loli entered the living room, he followed up. He wanted to keep the big dog out, but unfortunately the dog was too smart and entered the living room first.<
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After entering the living room and closing the door, the little Loli went to sit down at the desk, and he also sat next to her.
Yan Foodie frowned, Le Yun slapped him on the top of the head: "You idiot, you haven't been scolded for so long, you feel bad, aren't you?"
The little lolita slapped her head with her phoenix claw. Yan Xing put his hand on the desk and rested his head on his arm. He enjoyed her loving touch on the head. He endured the envy in his heart and put on a serious face: "I didn't do anything wrong.
Yeah, why are you scolding me?"
"You said you sent a snow chicken all the way to Jiudao, didn't you just want to scold him?" Le Yun angrily twirled a few of his hair and pulled them up.
The hair was pulled, but it didn't hurt. However, Yan Xing hugged his head and whispered: "It hurts, it hurts, please be merciful, please be merciful. My hair grew with great effort. Don't pull it out. Don't pull it out. I don't want it to happen at a young age."
Bald."
"Speaking of the stupid things you committed, you want to divert attention again. Even though you are older, you are still so childish." Le Yun grabbed the foodie's hair and pulled it upwards.
Yan Xing is said to be a young man with a bleeding hole in his heart. He is only thirty, thirty, thirty. Say important things three times. A man in his thirties is like a flower!
"How stupid am I? I'm obviously very smart. I also know how to find a birdcage to put the snow chickens in, with paper underneath to prevent the chicken poop from soiling the small plane."
"How much does a snow chicken cost? How much does it cost to fly from the capital to Jiudao? How high is the wear rate of parts? After consuming so many resources, just give away a snow chicken. Are you out of your mind, or are you bullying others?
Also bad at math."
"Giving goose feathers from a thousand miles away is a very meaningful gift. What's more, the gift I gave was a snow chicken, which is much heavier than the goose feathers and is still edible. Snow chicken is nutritious."
"Every time I talk about eating and drinking in such a lofty and dignified way, why haven't you gone to heaven yet?"
"Without wings, you can't reach the sky."
"You're already poor, right?"
"I'm not poor. I really thought the snow chicken was nutritious and that's why I brought it to you. When I saw it, my first thought was that it would be a good idea to give it to you as a medicinal diet, and that's when I picked it up."
"Why didn't you send it to your great-grandma?"
"My uncle has a large family, and one snow chicken is not enough, so I won't give it away."
"Your grandpa lives alone."
"There are people raising snow chickens in captivity near the capital. My grandpa can buy them if he wants to eat them."
"It's as if I've never eaten or seen snow chicken. I'm obviously just looking for an excuse not to be driven back, and I still talk about myself as being so great."
"Little loli, this is not an excuse. I really just want to give it to you. This has a different meaning."
"What's the point? What reason have you never used to come to my house?" Le Yun no longer wanted to argue with a childish foodie about meaningless topics, so she asked directly: "Didn't you say that there is something serious? If there is something serious, just say it. After you say it, you will crawl away.
Go to your room and sleep or go downstairs."
"Yes, yes, something is really going on." In order not to be chased away, Yan Xing kept his head resting on his arms and said seriously: "Bitch Zhang is back. It is said that she has returned home with jewels and jewels."
"Well, she's back? Didn't she say she was kept? Why did she come back? Did she come back to show off, or did she want to cause trouble again?" Le Yun opened her eyelids, and Yan Foodie specially mentioned someone and said, it must be true.
What happened?
The little loli was rubbing her dog's head tenderly. Yan Xing felt sweet in her heart. Of course she didn't mind teasing some people: "I guess she wants to cause trouble. As soon as she came back, the Wu family praised her and advertised her everywhere."
Say someone found a rich boyfriend or something.
The Wu family is making a lot of noise. It looks like they must have bad intentions. They just don’t know what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd.
The most important thing is that Zhang Jingnu and Li Wenzhang met the day before the beginning of spring, and Zhang Jingnu withdrew 100,000 yuan that day."
"Hey, bitch Zhang is really rich. It seems that her old boyfriend is really willing to spend money." Le Yun raised her eyebrows with a look of anger in her eyes: "She took out one hundred thousand yuan and gave it to Li
Someone?"
"It is speculated that since Mr. Li met Zhang Bitch, he has gone out several times in the past few days, purchased a lot of things, deposited 30,000 yuan in the bank, and ordered a drone online.
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"What did he buy?"
Le Yun knew that Handsome Yan had arranged for people to monitor Li Wenwen, and she knew his whereabouts roughly. Being able to know that he purchased drones online meant that he had control of his mobile phone information.
"There are a lot of bits and pieces, including a lot of flammable firecrackers and kicks." Yan Xing had a bold idea in his mind, but he didn't dare to tell the little Lolita.
"Firecrackers, two kicks? He wants to make something lethal?" The firecrackers are packed with gunpowder. Although the amount is small, it can add up to a lot.
"That's what I guessed. Li Wen Zhang and Zhang Biannu must have hatched some conspiracy to cause trouble." Little Lolita's first reaction coincided with their thoughts, and the hero had the same idea.
"What was Mr. Li doing before?"
"I basically stay at home and rarely go out."
"If the child is quiet, he must be acting like a monster. If the gangster is quiet, it can't be a good thing. He must be planning something."
Le Yun pondered for a moment and said in a light voice: "I have clothes to dry upstairs. The wind is strong tonight, and some clothes were blown down by the wind and covered the camera. If anyone with sharp eyes sees it tomorrow, please remind me."
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"?" Yan Xing's mind didn't turn around at that time, and he had a question mark on his face. After thinking about it again, he suddenly understood and opened his eyes wide: "Are you going out tonight?"
"Well, if someone wants to cause trouble, I will also go and do something. It may not necessarily make this year more lively, but at least it will make next year's year more leisurely."
"..." Yan Xing remained silent and lit a candle for the guy who was going to be unlucky. He just didn't know which one of the Huang family, Wu family, or Li family would be unlucky.
"Are you done talking about the business?"
"It seems, yes."
"You can dodge the buns." Le Yun let go of the few hairs that belonged to Yan Chowhound, retracted her claws very naturally, stood up and went to the south wall of the big book desk.
"Others are just like the matchmaker who throws their daughter-in-law over the wall when she enters the house. You are the same, always burning bridges." Little Lolita chased people away as soon as she said they were going to chase them away. Yan Xingxin stood up reluctantly, muttering and moving.
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Le Yun hadn't even walked around the big book desk yet, and looked back: "Did I cross any river by stepping on you?"
"Adjectives, adjectives, I'm just talking about adjectives." Yan Xing shrank his neck, not daring to say any more. He walked quickly to the golden nanmu table and chairs, and sat on the one with his back against the north wall.
Inside the throne.
Yan is a foodie who is sometimes as bold as a dog, and sometimes as timid as a mouse. Classmate Le Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. He walked around the desk, pulled out a square box from under the desk, took out a stack of papers and put it on the desk.
He bent down again, dragged out another box, and took out a set of wooden drawing tools to put on the table.
Then I found a box of homemade pencils from the secret compartment of the bar table against the wall, spread out the white drawings, flattened them with a paperweight, and started drawing.
The little Loli was concentrating on her work and never looked away. Yan Xing was sitting on the throne, watching the little Loli drawing and painting non-stop. He felt itchy and wanted to take a look at what she was drawing.
I don’t dare.
My heart is scratching like a cat, very uncomfortable.
I can’t get too close to look at it, I’m bored, so I can admire the paintings on the wall. The living room on the second floor is mainly about Chinese characters. On the south wall is a picture of a sunrise over a sea of clouds and a thousand peaks. The rest are all about Chinese characters. The scrolls are filled with scrolls.
wall.
In the center of the north wall is a painting that combines the three friends of Suihan. The pine is a podocarpus, with a deer under the pine, and bamboo and plum branches alternately. When the snowflakes are flying, the pine and bamboo stand proudly against the snow, but a few flowers bloom among the plum branches.
The left and right sides of the painting are also covered with calligraphy, in cursive, regular script, running script, etc., in seal script, willow script, Yan script, etc.
Yan Xing looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the opposite wall, admiring the sunrise picture of the peaks. The more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became. The picture looked like it was covered with countless clouds and mist. When you parted the clouds and mist, you saw a peak, and there were still clouds and mist.
He stared at it, and unknowingly fell into samadhi, sitting like an old monk, entering a state of total selflessness
Le Xiaoxiao was drawing quietly, switching papers after drawing one picture. When he was about to finish drawing the second picture, the foodie Yan opposite him fell into trance and felt a bit incredible. That guy could do it just by looking at the sunrise picture of Qianfeng.
After entering samadhi, his understanding is far higher than that of other monks.
Yan Chihuo is a monk who was delayed by the earth.
In order not to wake him up, she used her hands and feet lightly. After drawing a piece of paper, she gently changed the paper and started drawing again.
She didn't want to disturb handsome guy Yan's practice, but Lan San and Heijiu didn't know. The two brothers chatted downstairs until 10:30 in the evening, then took Xiao Leshan upstairs.
The two handsome guys were very polite and knocked gently at the door.
A knock on the door broke the silence.
Yan Xing, who had completely forgotten himself, suddenly woke up and looked at the door. When he saw the person pushing the door in, he almost thought it was still early, why didn't we stop chatting.
He didn't say that, but took out his cell phone and took a look. He was surprised to find that it was half past ten. He was very surprised. He just looked at the painting a few times. How come it was already ten o'clock?
Feeling startled and confused, Yan Xing pretended to be calm: "It's past ten o'clock, it's time to go to bed."
The blue three and black nine who opened the door looked a little dazed. Their captain was sitting next to the wall on the north side, and the little girl was drawing behind the desk on the south side, one south and one north. Why did it look a little weird?
Little Leshan didn't care about other people, she ran to her sister's side and hugged her sister's leg.
When her clingy brother arrived, Le Yun put down her pen, collected the partially drawn paper, put it into a box, locked it, then picked up her brother and returned to the study, where she took him to sleep.
With her sister by her side, Leshan smelled her scent and quickly fell asleep.
Classmate Le Xiao stayed with his younger brother until after twelve o'clock in the evening, then quietly got up, went to the roof of the third floor, and took down a small robe of his younger brother that was hanging under the eaves of the roof.
She calculated the angle so that she did not show up behind the fence, then threw the little robe down, controlled it with her spiritual consciousness, and threw it accurately on the camera in the southwest corner of the building.
That scene, even if it was captured by a masked camera, it must be a piece of clothing flying out from the roof of the building and then falling on the camera, covering it.
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