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Huzi trotted forward, frowned bitterly and said: "The master has never been so angry, especially for the grandfather, his temper has been much more restrained recently, and now it seems that there is no room for negotiation in the matter." ”

Old man Ge raised the corners of his lips, shook his head steadily, stepped forward and patted Song Jingqi's shoulder, and said seriously, "You are not forced by the obscenity of the handsome, you still insist on your nature, very good, like a young handsome, just do whatever you want!"

Huzi looked at Song Jingqi uneasily, looking at his smiling grandfather in surprise, he was a little puzzled, his lips moved, and he swallowed his saliva.

It was only when Song Jingqi waved his hand that he followed his grandfather to the outside world and asked, "Grandpa, the matter was not done, why did you let the young master do what he wanted and cause a big disaster, but what is good?"

"Grandpa has lived a handful of years, is there no sense of proportion? I just want to tell you, with my thoughts by Dashuai's side for many years, he is not dissatisfied with Han Man, but is dissatisfied with their very unstable feelings, Dashuai has the heart to become the beauty of his son, so he makes things difficult for Miss Han all the time, and creates turmoil for them in vain!"

Huzi still looked confused, and Ge Lao patted his arm vigorously, "Okay, grandson, grandpa still has important things to do, you watch carefully, send me a telegram if you have something!"

When he slowly raised his hand, his grandfather's old back disappeared in front of him.

Old man Ge bumped all the way, came to a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers, and inquired about Fang Po's whereabouts, halfway up the mountain, black smoke curled up.

Quietly approaching, I saw Fang Po burning paper money, whimpering and crying, her voice hoarse, and it sounded extremely desolate in the desolate Han Zi.

He stood quietly by the side of the road, the leaves falling one after another under the north wind, and the ground was croaked by the west wind. Look at 1 yarn 3 Chinese nets or mixed with tearing crying sounds.

The crying stopped abruptly, and Fang Po suddenly looked up and saw a dry little old man on the side of the road.

She hurriedly got up tremblingly, wiped her face with her sleeve, and when she opened her eyes again, her heart groaned, and she instantly said coldly: "What are you doing here?"

Old man Ge came to the grave along the steep slope, and after the incense, he also gave his hand, "I've seen my aunt!"

"Hahaha!" Fang Po suddenly leaned back and laughed, sat aside coldly, and said in a dumb voice, "In the past few years, you and I have met three times, and in my eyes I have always been a subordinate!"

"Yes, every time I have doubts, your face has changed, but your body shape and expression are difficult to deceive, at that time, it was like this, and now I know that you have suffered all your life!"

The tip of her nose was inexplicably sour, and Fang Po still stalked her neck, snorted coldly, and turned her head.

Old man Ge staggered across from her, staring at his eyes, "At that time, I fought with Dashuai all year round, and every time I returned, I respected you.

You are a beautiful woman, you eloped with him at that time, every time I talk to my brothers, I give a thumbs up, you are a heroine who does not let her eyebrows go, and you are respected!"

Tears blindfolded her eyes, the surrounding scenery became distorted, she couldn't help but tears fell, she quickly wiped it away, her face was still cold, "If you have something to say, don't talk about feelings, I am cold and no longer trust anyone!"

"The three of us are all over two hundred years old, and today's world is for the younger generation!"

He said slowly, brushing the fallen leaves on the stone table to the ground, fluttering lightly without a trace, "When it's time to let go, maybe let them go, let them pursue their own happiness!"

Fang Po's expression turned cold, and she said coldly: "I just said that you have another purpose, you want me to agree that Song Jingqi and Han Man are together, who does it mean? Is it Han Man?"

The voice was sharp and piercing, almost roaring.

"Don't get excited!"

Her face was flushed, her lips trembled, her whole body was covered in her body, and the green tendons on the back of her hands were protruding, and the whole person was extremely angry.

Old man Ge hurriedly stood up, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to comfort Wen and said, "It's just a little humble opinion of the contemptible."

On the night you fled, the marshal was locked up in his room for a day and a night without eating or drinking, and sent hundreds of people to chase after him. ”

"He is handsome, rich and powerful, it really doesn't matter if there is one more aunt and one less!"

Having said that, Mrs. Fang gradually put away her cold expression, was a little moved, and said angrily, "Did he really say it?"

"The moon is cloudy and sunny, people have good and bad luck, he has the heart to fulfill, but natural and man-made disasters are not created by the commander, if it is a soldier under his command, where can you flee to? Why did you wait for the past few decades to take revenge on you, never thought about the reason?"

"Don't say it!" Fang Po was a little tired and waved her hand at him, "The person is dead, the dead are the greatest, you naturally won't say that he is not half a point, but it makes me feel painful, I have lost my husband, son, and daughter-in-law." ”

"When others die, they still can't eliminate the resentment in your heart, and you face it all the time, and you never think about achieving the happiness of your granddaughters, how should you face them in the future?"

"I only avenge him in this life!" Fang Po staggered up on the table, "Soon, now I have my wish, and soon I will be reunited with him, as for all the things in the world, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Great!" Old Man Ge suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.

made a decision suddenly, and did not go back to the city immediately, but asked Huzi to go back and tell Huzi that he was ready to live in a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers, and became neighbors with Fang Po.

The lame man was nagged by his wife to say goodbye, and he took up a simple burden and told his wife that he would also go to the city to earn a living.

The aunt panicked for a while, and when she was depressed, she always vented with her husband, and found that the pillow was empty, so she was accompanied by a puppy, and she didn't even have a talking partner, so she remembered all kinds of benefits from her husband.

has a bad temper, he always tolerates himself, her strength is not enough, although he is lame, he is also unambiguous, just because of the embarrassment of the family, she is under pressure, and she chatters from time to time.

Now she gradually knows that she is wrong, leans on the threshold, and washes her face with tears all day long.

When Old Man Ge came forward and said that he wanted to buy her room, he agreed without hesitation, used it as a coil, and went to find her husband according to the address left in his heart.

As soon as Fang Po pushed open the door, she saw the smiling face of the old man Ge, and immediately had a cold face, and scattered the rice in the dustpan to the ground, giggling, and a group of chickens rushed over, pecking at the millet with their heads down.

When she walked to the door, the broom had been grasped by Old Man Ge in the palm of her hand, so she turned her face away and returned to the house without saying a word.