Before he could finish his sentence, Gan Song kicked his bent body forward, then made a reverse bow, and his head hit the wall with a thud.
Then he pounced on him, punching and kicking, punching and kicking, punching and kicking... With Fan Weiquan's skill, he could only hear the popping sound and couldn't see his moves clearly.
But anyway, after a while, the father and son, together with the two guards, were all lying on the ground, rolling on the ground in pain.
Then Gan Song looked at them condescendingly and said softly: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care what is behind you... You just need to know that some things have their own owners. If you dare to stretch out your claws, I will chop them up for you." Come down! Do you understand?"
He immediately took a step forward, stepped on Zhang Cheng's chest, and flashed something in his sleeve to him.
Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and when he looked closely, extreme fear appeared on his face. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and he didn't dare to say anything. He only nodded desperately.
Gan Song said quietly: "Go away."
The four of them rolled and crawled away.
Fan Weiquan looked complicated.
There is not a word of nonsense in this style, and he really follows his master... From this, it can be seen that among the Shen family, only Shen Zhen is the real master.
He calmed down and said: "No need to check? I have offended someone, and I may bite us again. It is best to know yourself and your enemy..."
Gan Song calmed down his momentum and said warmly: "There will be people following."
Fan Wei suddenly understood.
If someone follows, this is the smart thing to do.
If you don't ask in person, the people behind the scenes will think that they don't know and won't fight to the death.
And what comes out of the investigation may be fake. Only by following up on your own can you find out the truth.
No matter how good it is, you must have such people on hand and have such abilities.
Fan Weiquan could only nod silently.
Gan Song said: "Is everything okay? I'll go back first?"
Fan Weiquan was a worried person. He was also worried about the embroidery business. He was worried that his sister would overestimate her ability and ruin the embroidery business.
I heard that a good piece of embroidery can be sold for dozens or hundreds of taels! What's the point of letting his sister get started with it? She won't be able to survive for such a long time.
So he said, "Shall I go back with you?" As he said this, he gave instructions and followed him out.
It was soon time to close the city gate, so the two of them simply left the city through the city gate, and walked around the city, talking as they walked.
After returning home, the Tang family turned off the lights and went to bed. Fan Weiquan returned home and went to Fan Weijin's house to take a look.
In fact, Fan Weijin knew that his brother was definitely worried, so he deliberately didn't explain clearly. He looked like he hadn't woken up and said, "It's okay. I think it's pretty good at embroidery. I even embroidered one pair. You can embroider one tomorrow too." Just know it.”
Fan Weiquan was so angry that he slapped him several times, but he had no choice but to go to bed first. He couldn't sleep well all night because of worrying.
It turned out that Wan Niangzi was addicted to making tofu and started making tofu early in the morning. Fan Weiquan had to get up first and help grind the beans.
As long as he grinded, Lady Wan boasted that her tofu-making skills were as good as heaven, and then she warmly invited him to try it... Fan Weiquan thought that at the very least, he would be able to eat tofu, but ended up drinking two bowls of it. Tofu milk.
Fan Weiquan had no choice but to stop staying at home and went directly to Tang's house.
The Tang family has also just started to grow up.
Because life at home has been better recently and the children have gone to school, so I let them sleep for an extra two-quarters of an hour. The children haven't gotten up yet.
Mrs. Bao was yawning and was making breakfast. When she saw him come in, she said hello, scooped two more spoons of rice into the pot, and called him: "His uncle, let's eat together later!"
Fan Weiquan thanked her quickly, followed her politely, and walked into the house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mrs. Fan holding an embroidery support and embroidering. Moreover, even Tang Laoshi, Tang Youxiang, and Tang Youji all hugged
I am embroidering with an embroidery support.
Fan Weiquan was shocked when he saw it: "What are you embroidering?"
Lady Fan came over and said, "Take a look."
Fan Weiquan hurriedly came over to take a look, but she stopped midway and said, "Hey, forget it, you should first take a look at what I embroidered yesterday."
Fan Weiquan said it was okay, so he immediately waited for her to bring it over and reached out to take it. However, Madam Fan stopped her midway and said, "Have you washed your hands? Don't touch it if you haven't washed your hands. I can't handle it if it's dirty."
Fan Weiquan: "..."
Tang Youxiang laughed loudly: "Stop teasing him. If you don't reassure him, he won't be interested in doing anything!"
Mrs. Fan was laughing so hard, she pulled him to the door and poked him one after another under the light of the door.
Fan Weiquan said in surprise: "This, this... no, this is also called embroidery?"
"Yes," Mrs. Fan said with a smile, "I can embroider several in a day!"
She pulled him aside and showed him the embroidered pieces.
Stamp and poke embroidery looks rough before it's done. In fact, after it's done, it looks more beautiful than regular embroidery, with a strong three-dimensional effect and a fresh, rich and gorgeous beauty.
Fan Weiquan clicked his tongue and said: "Very good, really good. My sister is very capable!"
"Come on," Mrs. Fan gave him one: "It will take more than a quarter of an hour for the meal to arrive. You can take advantage of this time to embroider one too."
Fan Weiquan said in surprise: "Can it be embroidered in a quarter of an hour?"
"Yes!" Mrs. Fan categorically deceived her brother: "We can all embroider in a quarter of an hour. You may be slower at learning. You have to learn hard."
She taught him how to embroider step by step.
Many men embroider this kind of thing, as if they can't bend their fingers, but after finding the strength, they can embroider. The main thing is that this kind of thing is not too delicate. If the hands are a little thick, there is no need to worry about burrs.
Hooked cloth or something.
Fan Weiquan put one end of the embroidery support on the edge of the table, frowned and embroidered there, and worked hard with his arms and legs.
Tang Youxiang asked him, "Is it solved?"
"Yes," Fan Weiquan told them. Tang Youxiang was a little envious when he heard it: "It's so satisfying to do things like this and beat people into submission directly!"
Fan Weiquan snorted, and Tang Youji asked curiously: "Then what is he hiding in his sleeves to make that person afraid?"
Fan Weiquan said: "I don't know."
"I don't know why you didn't ask?"
Fan Weiquan said: "There are some things that you cannot ask. If you ask others, it will be inconvenient for you to tell them. On the contrary, it will affect the friendship."
Tang Youji was puzzled: "What does this mean? Just ask him. If he can say no, he will say it. If he can't say no, he won't say it. What does this mean?"
Fan Weiquan didn't argue with him: "It makes sense."
Tang Mingqi and others got up one after another. Anyone who came over to take a look would make a pop, and it would feel like they had opened an embroidery workshop.
After a while, the food was served and several people had eaten. Mrs. Fan went with Tang Youxiang and called Mrs. Bao, preparing to go to the patriarch's house with the embroidery samples to talk.
Fan Weiquan said: "Then I went back to the county seat?"
Tang Youxiang walked out and asked: "You can't live without people there? Aren't they almost sold out?"
"Hey!" Fan Weiquan said, "Actually, nothing will happen if you go, but if you don't go, you will always worry about something happening."
He said to himself that he became anxious: "No, I still have to go back first, don't worry! I still have to sort out my father's books, and I will come back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."