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Chapter 2483 Just to have a life-and-death relationship with that old man Xu Jingzong

As the construction of the bridge is coming to an end, Li Yifu has been extremely busy during this period.

I go out early and come back late all day long. I don't dare to take it lightly every day. At night, I drag my exhausted body back to the mansion.

Even the things that I liked to do most in the past, which were more expensive, I lost interest in, and I could just fall asleep until dawn.

Even when others were taking a bath, he couldn't rest assured and had to stay at the construction site for at least half a day.

So, I don’t have time to read any newspapers. I don’t even have time to watch my mother-in-law undress and take off her clothes, okay?

Li Yifu knew very well that if he didn't work hard, he would easily be surpassed by that old immortal Xu Jingzong.

When the time comes, the old immortal who likes to get involved in others and exclude others will definitely find a way to put eye drops on himself in front of Cheng Luoyang.

This made Li Yifu feel extremely sad. In Li Yifu's eyes, his former colleagues were all a bunch of stupid people who would fall into a group at the slightest provocation.

And I am often regarded as a confidant and good friend by those stupid colleagues.

But now, when he met Xu Jingzong, an old immortal, Li Yifu felt that he had met his match.

Opponents with similar plans and visions want to kill each other, but they are always unable to control the opponent.

This has to be said to be a huge sadness, which makes Li Yifu feel that he is living like an ox pulling a cart at this moment.

Not only did he have to work hard, but he also had to fight with another three-legged old cow for the handful of grass that Cheng Sanlang casually dropped, and his head was bloody.

Sigh... On days like this, although one cannot see any hope of career advancement.

But at any rate, the appearance of that old guy Xu Jingzong made Li Yifu full of fighting spirit, and for no other reason than to fight to the death with that old guy Xu Jingzong.

At another construction site, Xu Jingzong was wearing a cotton robe, and like the workers, he was wearing an ear-protecting cotton hat.

Holding a cane, he walked slowly on the bridge. Not long after, a confidant quickly came over.

"Sir, Master Li is indeed still staying on the bridge to supervise the work."

"Hmph... Little Li Yifu, how could I not know what your plan is? Okay, hurry up and go over there to see if the ginger and red grain porridge is ready."

"When it's done, let them carry it over quickly, so that these craftsmen can warm themselves up with the hot food and have more strength to work."

"Tell them, as long as we can finish the job one day earlier than Master Li, in addition to the reward given by the government, I will also have another share for everyone..."

After his confidant agreed loudly, he turned around and walked away quickly. Only then did Xu Jingzong retract his gaze and walked around for a long time.

After pulling the weird-shaped hand on my hand a few times, it turned into a simple maza.

Xu Jingzong carefully sat on it and was finally able to relax for a while.

This thing was made by Cheng Luoyang and was designed by Cheng Luoyang himself, so he could try out the feel and details first.

Looking back, this thing will be put on sale as another new product of the Han and Tang Dynasty trading houses, specifically targeting the elderly and some travelers who have been traveling for many years.

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Xu Jingzong felt extremely honored to be the experimenter of the new thing invented by Cheng Sanlang. He was even faintly glad that it was him who broke his leg and not Li Yifu.

Although this feeling seems very cheap, for some reason, I feel a secret joy in my heart.

This made Xu Jingzong couldn't help stroking his long beard and took a breath with toothache.

Damn it, are you and Li Yifu so involved that you have already licked Cheng Sanlang to the point where you have no moral integrity and no moral bottom line...

At this time, Xu Jingzong saw a newsboy passing by not far away, waving the newspaper in his hand and shouting loudly.

"'Luoyang Xunbao'? It's really strange. Is it possible that Cheng Luoyang also published a newspaper in Luoyang?"

Xu Jingzong muttered a few words, summoned another personal attendant, and asked him to go over and buy this issue of the newspaper.

Although I'm too busy with work now and it's freezing cold so I can't read the newspaper, I can use it for entertainment after a while.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s old, but Xu Jingzong likes to read all kinds of anecdotes in the newspaper. Every issue of the newspaper is the best companion before eating and going to bed.

I personally bought the newspaper, stuffed it into the carriage not far away, and rushed back to Xu Jingzong to await his orders.

Xu Jingzong supervised for about half an hour, and the steaming ginger-sugar porridge was delivered. Xu Jingzong then put his hand in hand and retracted into the carriage. It was time for him to go home.

The newlywed wife is still waiting for him in the house. He has to work hard, but the home must also be well maintained.

In the past, Xu Jingzong would go to Goulan Pavilion when he got off work, lingering among the beautiful young ladies, and he would not miss Shu.

Now, my biggest hobby in life has been given up. After work every day, I have to rush back to my hometown to be with my family.

Xu Jingzong stroked his white hair. No matter what, he had to cultivate a good relationship with his wife and make love.

Try to get your wife to conceive a son and a half as soon as possible, otherwise, it will continue to be delayed.

When you can't help yourself, wouldn't it be sad if you don't even have a younger generation to support you until you die?

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With the warmth emanating from the small iron stove on the carriage and a cup of hot tea, Xu Jingzong picked up the "Luoyang Xun Bao" that was just on sale today.

He looked at the newspaper curiously, and when he saw the contents of the newspaper clearly, his eyes suddenly widened to the extreme.

What the hell is this damn thing about? Kong Yingda, that skinny old scholar, is actually a coward?

Do you know how to flatter Cheng Luoyang and be obedient? This, this is too unscientific. Is it possible that he also wants to work under Cheng Luoyang?

Well... not really, not really, although that old scholar Kong Yingda has a bit of a bad temper and a bit of a rigid personality.

I don't like the other party, but I have to admit that the other party's behavior style and moral bottom line are slightly better than my own.

But the question is, how could Kong Yingda, with his stubborn temper, suddenly sing praises for Cheng Luoyang?

It really puzzled Xu Jingzong. After reading the entire article with a puzzled face, he shook his head in confusion.

Moving his eyes downward, he saw another article written by an acquaintance, Mr. Xu, who has the same surname as him...

Xu Jingzong stared blankly at the newspaper in his hand, and couldn't help but lift the curtain of the carriage, and a gust of cold wind suddenly entered the carriage.

He shivered from the cold and quickly lowered the car curtain. It seemed that his brain was not damaged by the iron stove.

However, what disease did these civil servants who obviously had no dealings with the Cheng family suffer from, so that they would collectively sing praises for Cheng Sanlang and his gang of playboys?


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