"You old witch, don't think I don't know what your plans are! You are just coveting my uncle's money. You are so shameless at such an old age!"
"Mother-in-law...you...this..."
Sister Song's insults, Ni Qiufeng's hesitation, and the pointing fingers from people around her made Mrs. Zhang Hu, wrapped in a summer quilt, experience what social death is.
In the past, I had completely forgotten my ability to play and roll around. Now I felt my face was burning, even the right side of my face that had not been slapped was also burning.
Since that day when she came to Zhao Daguan's house, in the past three months or so, Mrs. Zhang and Hu had been reserved at first, but only visited once every three or five days to do some household chores and tidy up the housework.
The lazy old lady in the courtyard became more diligent here at Zhao Daguan.
After that, not only did she come, but Bendou also came with her. Bendou was taught by Zhang Hu to respect Zhao Daguan and called him "Grandpa Zhao" very affectionately.
After some time, the relationship between the two quickly heated up. One day, it was easy and the two of them lay on the bed.
Zhang Hu has been a widow for more than ten years, and she thinks she is familiar with things in bed, but things are a bit beyond her expectation. Zhao Daguan is older than her, but she didn't expect that he is very capable in bed.
After a full half hour of tossing and tossing, Zhang Hu's back and legs hurt so much that she couldn't get out of bed for quite a while.
From there, the two of them opened the last window. Zhang Hu knows the taste of food, and if he doesn't come to the door for two days, he feels itchy. It feels like not seeing him for one day is like three autumns.
Originally, she came to her door today to discuss marriage, but as a result, Zhao Daguan, the old man Bu Xiu, swallowed a pill with a smile, then turned around and fucked her.
Hun'er was so distressed that he was about to leave his body when Sister Song and a group of people snatched him out.
She looked around blankly, but fortunately Bendou was not here, otherwise how would her grandson treat her as a grandmother in the future?
She remained silent, and Zhao Daguan said: "Song Erya, what are you going to do?"
"What are you doing? Didn't you see it? Why should you give money to this old witch when you have a niece like me?"
"I can give it to whomever I am happy! You have nothing to do with it!"
"I insist on taking care of it! You guys, these nameless ones, are committing adultery!"
Zhao Daguan quit and shouted: "Where is the adultery? My widower and her widow are at best considered adultery."
Zhao Daguan's resistance was instantly drowned in everyone's saliva.
"shameless!"
"Adultery is adultery, does that make sense?"
"Put it in the front court and beat it to death with sticks."
"I think we can just give it a try..."
Mrs. Zhang Hu finally recovered from her embarrassment and shouted: "What are you arguing about? Brother Zhao and I are in love with each other. If we hadn't had any scruples, we would have gotten married long ago. What will it do to you if we sleep together?"
Already?"
"It's nice to say it, but the scruples...where are the scruples? You say it so that everyone can listen to it!" Sister Song refused to give up.
Mrs. Zhang Hu was naturally speechless and couldn't say anything. In the final analysis, this was because she had something wrong in her heart. She wanted to get Zhao Daguan's money into her own hands before marrying him. But Zhao Daguan was not stupid.
The reason for hooking up with her was to repay Ni Qiufeng's kindness for curing his evil curse. How could he hand over the financial power to Zhang Hu?
So things got stuck here, and that's what happened today.
Seeing that Mrs. Zhang Hu was speechless, Zhao Daguan simply said: "Let's not talk about the scruples. Let's choose a date and get married. Is that okay?"
While talking, Zhao Daguan looked at Zhang Hu. At this point, Zhang Hu couldn't help but refuse to agree. He immediately nodded and said: "I will move here with my grandson tomorrow. Let's see what you say!"
Outside the crowd, Ni Qiufeng breathed a long sigh of relief. The scalding yam was finally given away. From now on, the world is far away, and her actions are no longer involved.
She turned her back and looked up at the stars in the sky in a daze. She thought to herself: Brother Jingting, I have dealt with my mother-in-law and nephew, where are you now?
In the Italian concession house.
Fu Yunzhao walked in with a slumped head. Fei Jingting was practicing. When he heard the commotion, he got up and came down to take a look. He saw that the little girl was not making any fuss or talking. She was sitting on the sofa in a daze, obviously something was on her mind.
He walked over and waved his hand in front of his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he asked: "What's wrong with you looking so lost? Are you causing trouble or something wrong?"
Fu Yunzhao pursed his lips and said, "Brother Jingting, I seem to have done something bad."
"Bad thing? How bad?"
Fu Yunzhao shook his head: "I can't say, but I always feel guilty."
Fei Jingting was extremely curious and asked: "What bad thing did you do?"
This girl has a wild temper and doesn't take killing a few bad guys seriously. If she can make Fu Yunzhao remember her and make her feel uneasy, then this is obviously not a small matter.
Fu Yunzhao was not stupid, so how could he tell Fei Jingting such a thing? So he just shook his head and said nothing. Thinking back to Guan Xiyi's expression before leaving, he felt that Sister Guan might hate him this time.
After questioning for a long time to no avail, Fei Jingting gave up and said, "Forget it. Let's wait until you want to talk. Have you eaten?"
"Eat some."
Guan Xiyi's craftsmanship is still outstanding, but Fu Yunzhao was so preoccupied during the dinner that he still had the time to taste it?
Fei Jingting pointed to the kitchen and said: "There are some snacks in the kitchen cabinet. You can get them yourself when you are hungry. Don't think about it and rest early. I will go up to practice first."
Fei Jingting turned around and went upstairs. Fu Yunzhao was left leaning on the sofa and lost consciousness for a long time. Then he got up and went to the kitchen to get a bag of potato chips. He ate them one bite at a time and found a Bluetooth headset to put on.
Go up and continue to be lost in thought while listening to the music.
After a long while, she took a deep breath and said firmly: "It's like this anyway... Brother Jingting, I can't let you go under any circumstances."
The movements in his hands quickened, and the potato chips were thrown into his mouth, making a clicking sound.
The sorrow came and went as quickly as it came. The little girl immediately hummed a messy tune and skipped upstairs. Knocking on Fei Jingting's door, she put her head in and said with a sweet smile: "Brother Jingting, what are you doing today?"
What have you been busy with?"
…………………………
A night of silence.
The next morning, I signed in and got a chrysanthemum watch.
Fei Jingting thought about it. It happened to be matched with his mobile phone. The system, which has become a sophisticated grocery store, is quite patriotic. So far, Fei Jingting has not been given any foreign brands such as rotten fruits.
After washing up, Fei Jingting boxed in the yard and practiced the Tiangang Sword Technique before Fu Yunzhao hurried out of the room.
"Brother Jingting, there is a funeral today, do you want to go over and take a look?"
Fei Jingting thought for a moment and said, "Isn't it tomorrow? Are you too confused?"
"Huh?" Fu Yunzhao thought about it vaguely, as if he had made a mistake in his memory, so he said instead: "Forget it, I'll buy breakfast first, and then go see Yin Jinhua after eating."
While having breakfast, Fu Yunzhao saw that the ground was a little dirty, so he pursed his lips and said, "Brother Jingting, should we hire someone to clean the place? It's very tiring for me to clean it by myself."
Fei Jingting immediately replied: "You are either tired or lazy."
"I've been looking at my neighbors these past two days. They all hired servants, cooks, gardeners, housekeepers, and maids. The house in front even hired a driver."
Fei Jingting said: "Why do you invite so many people? It will look chaotic if there are too many people?"
As he practiced Taoism for a long time, Fei Jingting became more and more fond of tranquility and disliked the noise. It is not easy to enter concentration in a noisy environment, so many ascetics choose to live in remote mountains in order to facilitate meditation and enter concentration.
But Fu Yunzhao is right. Cleaning such a big house every day is a troublesome task. Fei Jingting thought about it, and went back to the market to ask, and asked two servants to come back, including cleaning and cooking.
It also saves you from having to go out to buy food every day.
Seeing that Fu Yunzhao was unhappy, Fei Jingting said: "I'll make do with it for the next few days. When I get back, I'll go to the market and ask for two reliable servants to come back."
"Hehe, brother Jingting is the best."
After breakfast, Fu Yunzhao eagerly put away the tableware and then ran to see Yin Jinhua.
Fei Jingting had a lot of things to do today. He had to go to the Samurai Association first, and then he had to pay a visit to Han Muxia. In a fight with the Japanese that day, Mr. Li Cunyi, a stranger, came to defend him, and even stood at the gunpoint at the critical moment.
Before, just because of this, Fei Jingting had to pay a visit when he came back.
At around eight o'clock, Fei Jingting went to the Samurai Association on his bicycle.
As soon as he entered the door, a disciple practicing boxing in the courtyard saw him and recognized him immediately.
The disciple looked excited. He wanted to shout but realized something was wrong. He quickly covered his mouth and looked at the brothers on the left and right. Everyone turned to look around. Those who had seen Fei Jingting immediately laughed and said, "Mr. Fei is back?"
"Yes, I just returned to Jinmen."
"Oh, Mr. Fei has been gone for more than three months. You guys miss him so much. Go quickly and inform the old man that Mr. Fei is here. Mr. Fei, please invite me and I will have someone make tea for you."
"You're welcome."
"It should be."
Fei Jingting was led to the main hall to have tea. As soon as the tea was served, the door became dark, and old man Li Cunyi stepped in. When he saw Fei Jingting, he smiled heartily and said: "Jingting is a very evil spirit. He has just come out of the limelight.
Just run away. You don’t know that as soon as you leave, these reporters will come to your door and make noise regardless of anything. It’s really annoying.”
Fei Jingting said with a smile: "Mr. Li, I haven't seen you for a few months. I see that your body is stronger than before... I'm really sorry. I didn't expect to cause you any trouble."
Li Cunyi lifted up his robe and sat down, waving his hands and said: "It's none of your business, the main thing is that Sun Lutang spoke freely. He just said something about your fight with him. If he really fights for his life, I'm afraid he won't be your opponent. These words
Can you say it casually? Isn’t this putting you on the fire to roast?”
"Huh?" Is there such a thing?
Fei Jingting was a little dumbfounded. He didn't need to think about it to know how troublesome this was. The word burdened by fame is no joke. There are all kinds of people practicing martial arts these days, and many young people are hoping to become famous martial arts masters.
Then he became famous.
It is conceivable that once they know that Fei Jingting has returned to Jinmen, these people will definitely come to cause trouble.
Li Cunyi scolded: "This Sun Lutang, I turned around and said something to him. He also figured out that something was wrong. Before he left, he asked me to bring you a message, saying that he said something wrong and asked you to be more patient."
Fei Jingting smiled bitterly and nodded. He thought to himself that since the matter had already happened, it didn't matter whether he took it seriously or not. Trouble can't be avoided.