"Of course it's dragging, she definitely can't go to the street, if she finds out that the newspaper is fake, Master Jian is still alive, I'm afraid that my body can't stand it!"

"I'm worried too!" Looking at the calm room at the moment, Shui Zhu really couldn't bear to see her disappointed appearance, "Okay, you go back and tell Miss Han, I will do my best not to let her go out!"

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Fang Po was already dressed in a new one, dark silver cotton robe, looking in good spirits and ruddy complexion. See 1 yarn 3 Chinese net

Ignoring the volcano, the water column trotted forward and pestered her, "Grandmother is going out?"

"Don't wait for noon tomorrow, go out early today, the old man of the Song family is dead, there will be a lot of discussion on the street, I also want to hear if he died unjustly!"

I was really afraid of something, Shui Zhu was so anxious that he hurriedly stopped her, seeing the puzzled face, he hurriedly explained: "The murderer is being caught outside, you are in a hurry, your old legs and feet are inconvenient, there is an accident on the street at the moment, the murder is more auspicious, it is more stable to stay at home! Anyway, the person is already dead, and it is not too late to go to the funeral tomorrow!"

"You don't know!" she lowered her head and walked around the water column and sighed, "I have waited for more than ten years for this day, I can't wait, I want to go out!"

Glaring at the water column, his gaze retracted timidly, and he had already gone out in a hesitation.

Volcano was so anxious that he stamped his foot and winked at him, "Go after him!"

ran out first, the two of them talked bitterly on the road, but Fang Po was unmoved, Shui Zhu had to compromise, "Then I'll go with you!"

"No!" Fang Po pushed him back, "Your figure has been reported, it will be dangerous to be recognized, hurry home and wait for me to come back obediently, I will bring you your favorite sauce duck!"

A rare smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his face was full of warmth.

The water column stayed in place for a while, and the volcano stepped forward to grab her, "Grandma Fang, then I'll go with you!" Volcano's body was thin and small, a half-grown child, and Mrs. Fang didn't say anything, an old man and a young man stepped forward. See 1 yarn 3 Chinese net

It's just that the street is quiet, Fang Po stopped and looked around, the tram was moving slowly, everyone was hurrying, and everyone in the teahouse was talking in a low voice, only talking about trivial things, and no one mentioned anything they wanted to investigate.

Fang Po couldn't bear it, and asked the shopkeeper in a loud voice: "Shopkeeper, I heard that there was a big event in the city, and I have seen the news!"

"But it's not, it's a feud, so the evil you did when you were young still has to be returned when you are old!"

"The shopkeeper is not talking about it, there are too many wicked people in the world, I'm afraid that the Lord of Yama can't collect it!"

Two tea guests not far away shouted.

The two men near the windowsill glanced at each other and snorted coldly at the corners of their lips, "According to what you mean, many people deserve to die?"

"But it's not, those who provoked wars and fished the common people were taken away, but it was our blessing, and we will have a good life soon!"

"Tell me who they are?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone was silent and did not dare to speak again.

Fang Po only understood how they dared to talk about it at this moment, the two people on the windowsill were obviously inquiring about the wind, and their waists were bulging, maybe they brought a guy, put down the money, and walked out with the volcano.

Almost close to the Song family, the volcano refused to let her move forward.

"These days they are busy catching the murderers. As long as we find someone with a suspicious identity and arrest them immediately, we still don't come closer. ”

From a distance, it looks like it's no different from the usual, and I'm afraid it's already different inside.

She wanted to see Master Jian's remains, and laughed at him a few times, "I've fought for a lifetime, I've robbed for a lifetime, and it's best to bury it deep underground, how is it different from others, and even I am still the leader behind the scenes, hahaha!"

Seeing her face distorted and described as hideous, Volcano was not afraid, and said in a trembling voice: "Grandma Fang, are you okay?"

She turned slowly, and for some reason her steps were unusually heavy, stumbling, and after being entangled in the volcano, she walked back with great difficulty.

The water column has been waiting at the door, jumping and trotting forward, helping the person back, Fang Po clenched her teeth and her face turned pale.

"What the hell is going on?"

Volcano cried with a sad face, and his voice was slurred, "I don't know, it's suddenly like this!"

"Hurry up and get to the hospital!" Fang Po lay on the bed with a weird smile on her face.

Han Man sat aside, couldn't help but burst into tears, and said in a low voice, "Why are you so persistent?" and let out a long sigh.

Fang Po was dazed, and suddenly found that she was back in her hometown, "Strange, am I not in the city?" The husband at the door of the house was pasting the couplet and beckoning to her, "Why did you come back? They are all waiting to give us New Year's greetings!"

"New Year's greetings, it's only the twentieth day of the lunar month, it's still early!"

I couldn't help but say that her husband pulled her in, and it was full of prosperity, and the children laughed at her and said that the New Year was good.

Subconsciously touched her pocket, but there was a prepared red envelope, and she hurriedly took it out, and she found that her hands were round and delicate, like a twenty-year-old scene.

Ignoring her, they hurried inside, and on the tattered wall hung a portrait of their young faces, painted by their husbands himself, in a blurred mirror.

Frame it and hang it on the wall, and at that time he said guiltily: "When we save enough money in the future, we will go and take a picture that is clearer than this!"

"But I like what you painted!"

There was the sound of firecrackers outside, the sound of children playing and the sound of the husband shouting to them not to go, mixed into a music.

Surprised, she pushed the door open, the sun was dazzling outside, and the people and voices just now disappeared together, she hurriedly rushed over, and shouted urgently: "Come back, you all come back!"

He fell to the ground weakly, empty, and he was alone.

Han Man's face gradually appeared in front of her, and she called softly: "Grandmother, grandmother!" She didn't want to see Han Man, she just wanted to find her husband.

"Go away, go away!"

Han Man's heart ached when he heard this, and the doctor on the side shone his pupils with a flashlight, and nodded straight.

She knew that it was okay, and got up to leave, "Take good care of it, in fact, she has you in her heart." It's just that I don't dare to admit it for the sake of face!"

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and Han Man shook his head.

At this moment, Fang Po sat up, panting loudly, in a cold sweat, and when she raised her head and looked at Han Man, she gradually turned from horror to anger. Face facing the wall, "Grandmother, you're resting, I'll see you another day!"

Until she left, she didn't speak, and her heart was extremely sad.

"What time is it? What time is it?"

She suddenly remembered that she had to go to watch, "Is Master Jane out of the funeral?"