After finishing the explanation to Lin Yueru and Zhao Linger, Fang Fang came up with her a little embarrassedly.

"Brother, aunt is looking for you."

"...Auntie?!" Fang Xian was shocked subconsciously, "Auntie Li is here too?"

"What Aunt Li?" Fang Fang wondered, "Isn't Aunt Wang the surname Wang?"

Fang Xian slapped his head and said that he was addicted. Fang Fang was his cousin, so he naturally called his mother an aunt or something.

"Why did she look for me?" Fang Xian's own phone had already been turned off. In order to avoid being harassed by work, he really didn't want to turn on the phone, so he reached out to ask Fang Fang's phone.

Fang Fang handed over her cell phone timidly: "Just... I called the aunt and told her."

"You...!" Fang Xian pointed at Fang Fang for a long time, and finally sighed and complained, "My good sister, why do you think this is done? Don't you worry about her?"

Well, after saying this, the real girl was about to cry again: "I...I'm afraid... if my parents are not here, I can only find the old man and the old lady..."

"My good sister, don't cry, don't cry, it's okay." Fang Xian quickly waved his hands to Ling'er and Yueru again, "You two, help me persuade her... Oh no, Yueru stays honestly, Ling'er advises you."

Yue Ru said angrily: "Why don't you let me persuade me?"

Fang Xian also said angrily: "You don't understand this world at all! Besides, you like to fight for your father!"

After so long, Yue Ru also felt the strangeness of this world. It seemed that there was no official martial arts world at all, so she stopped being tough and hummed and sat aside and played.

Fang Xian took a deep breath and called his mother. Fang Xian's parents were both rural people. His father retired, and his mother was a rural woman. Now the two elders are in the semi-pension stage, and they are all kinds of places and sell vegetables at will.

Some smart and good young people are about to ask, are there rural areas in the imperial capital?

Yes, there are all emperors, and the edges of the imperial capital are still very green and environmentally friendly. Although most people living in these places no longer farm, there are still a small part of the fields left, and a small number of honest and honest farmers, such as Xian’s father Fang Mu and Xian’s mother Wang Xiulan.

Fang Xian took a deep breath and called the phone at home. After only half a sound, he was picked up. I guess Xian’s mother had been waiting for a long time with anxiety.

"Is it my idle family?" A voice from Fang's mother was slightly wasted.

"...I've said it many times, don't call me a nickname, it's embarrassing."

"How is it? How is it? Your dad and I have packed up our things and are going to go to the city? We have raised 5,000 yuan with the villagers. Is it enough to redeem you?"

"...Lan'er, this is not a kidnapping or Xiang. Hong Kong, there is no ransom or bail."

Xian’s mother became even more anxious when she heard this: “Ah? On TV, those bad guys were bought with big muds (madams) and caught by Sir. Can’t they let people go just by giving money?”

Fang Xian only lamented that "Prison Break" was not broadcast on TV, otherwise I would have drawn a map on my body. The next day, there would be a hot news about "The 50-year-old lady robbed the bank just to save her son".

On that end, the receiver was snatched away by Xian’s father.

"Son, don't pay attention to your mom, rural women are not educated." Daddy's voice was calm, "My parents raised money to the police. Daddy understands where you are locked up? Daddy will go there now."

When Xian’s father spoke, Xian’s mother’s scolding came from time to time: “What’s wrong with me, a rural woman? You married a rural woman and are a rural person. This sentence has been so good for so many years. If you don’t bother me, I’m still annoyed…”

Fang Xian felt a headache, but the same thing was said, the phone number is the source of all evil.

"Dad, I've already done this. The police are my college classmate, so he guarantees us to go out."

When he heard this, the other end of the phone fell silent. Dad Yi was not very happy, but was a little lonely and depressed.

"Oh... classmate... classmate, just be willing to help..."

The blind voice came, and Xian’s father had already hung up the phone.

Fang Xian sighed, knowing that he accidentally poked his father's sadness, so he did not complain about his father's impolite behavior of hanging up the phone without saying goodbye.

When they put down the phone, they were greeted by Zhao Linger and Lin Yueru's eyes.

The two girls asked almost at the same time: "Who is Lan'er?!"

"My mom."

Ling'er covered her mouth and pointed at Fang Xian: "You, you...you still have this plot."

"Go to play with me, are you ancient fujokovic girls?" Fang Xian cursed with a smirk, "At home, I call my mother Lan'er, and my dad Brother Mu, I envy you, envy you!"

"Tsk." Lin Yueru shook her head, "I call my father a pumpkin, and I call my uncles and aunts a few of them winter water and watermelon and cucumber!"

Fang Fang hesitated for a long time and finally said what she should have asked long ago: "Brother, who are these two girls?"

Fang Xian frowned and thought for a while, holding Fang Fang's shoulders: "Like you, I have been my cousin who has been separated for many years, but I came from Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Fang Fang wondered: "Don't our hometown be in the east? Aren't the ancestors in our family tree all from the north?"

"Or why it's called it a long time of separation." Fang Xian beat up and peeped at Lin Yueru and Zhao Ling'er's attitude. It's not that he doesn't want to be responsible. It's a gradual process. The fact that he suddenly married two wives is not something modern people can accept.

Looking over there, Lin Yueru wanted to argue, but was pulled by Zhao Linger, and the two girls began to whisper.

Fang Xian breathed a sigh of relief, Ling'er was still sensible.

(Zhao Linger: Sister, don’t be anxious, Brother Xian doesn’t want us anymore.)

(Lin Yueru: Then what does he mean? Who is his cousin?)

(Zhao Linger: If I guess correctly, Brother Xian is a sister-controlled person, so he called that.)

(Lin Yueru: Why is he good at everything? This is a pervert.)

(Zhao Linger: Hey? Why do my sister say that? I don’t like it too... Well...)

(Lin Yueru:…)

As he was talking, the knock on the door sounded, and the second fat policeman walked in with a smile.

Fang Xian wondered why these two brothers became so polite? I guess Li Chao had some explanation, and people in the scene were just good at doing things.

The fat policeman rubbed his hands and smiled, "It's not too late, Brother Li has to wait a moment before he can come back. He entrusted us to prepare some food. I don't know what the people want to eat, so I'll go out to buy it."

As soon as the words were finished, a crisp female voice rang out: "Malatang!"

Use your toes to figure out who is talking.

"No prospect." Fang Xian pinched Ling'er's face and turned his head to the customer politely said to the two policemen, "No need to bother you. If possible, we can just call McDonald's."

You are so kind that you can really buy a hot pot? How can the police buy takeaway for the suspect? If someone brings it with one face, you have to return it back intact. This is called face-to-face communication.

"That's fine." The thin policeman asked, "Do you know our address?"

“There is written on the wall.”

"Okay, then you guys rest, we're on duty."

After the fat and thin police officer left, Ling'er was quite dissatisfied: "I want to eat Malatang Malatang Malatang!!!"

"Why are you starting to be arrogant?" Fang Xian roughly estimated everyone's appetite, called McDonald's takeaway hotline, and ordered more than 200 yuan to eat.

After waiting for the meal, Fang Xian asked Ling'er to pull Lin Yueru into the inner room to explain the relationship between the two worlds, while he was outside with Fang Fang.
Chapter completed!