The commercial house that Mr. Tang bought for the little woman is on the second floor. If it weren't for the first floor as a storefront, Mr. Tang would have bought the first floor. For older people, there is nothing more than climbing a stairs.

The wear and tear of the ligaments at the knee is one aspect, and the inability to keep up with the strength is also one of the reasons.

Many young people like to buy a duplex on the top floor when they buy a house, and when they are old, they will regret their decision, unless they change houses when the time comes.

It is relatively good to buy it on the second floor, twenty or thirty steps, and you will arrive at it by sticking to it. What's more, Mr. Tang is only in his sixties, and he has not yet reached the time when the ligament wear is very serious, and he is in a happy mood, so he doesn't care.

When he arrived at the door, Mr. Donald rang the doorbell. Although Mr. Tang has a key in his pocket, he still likes to ring the doorbell. Opening the door by himself, compared to the little woman opening the door for him, it is definitely a different feeling.

It's just that no matter how much he knocked on the door today, the door just wouldn't open.

"Could it be that the little woman has gone out?" said Mr. Donald, "this is absolutely impossible." ”

Indeed, on the day when Mr. Donald came to "meet", the little woman would let go of something big. Under very special circumstances, the little woman could not receive him, and she would definitely call him in advance to inform him. In order to facilitate contact, Mr. Tang specially installed a phone for the little woman.

I rang the doorbell twice, but the door still wouldn't open, so Mr. Tang took out the key to open the door.

The door opened, and Mr. Tang had just stepped into the threshold with his front foot, when he felt a finger poke under his ribs, which made him unable to stabilize his body. Two large hands held him up. The door was then shut.

"You ......," Mr. Donald could already see that it was two strange men who had done it to him. His eyes swept around the living room, wondering what had happened to his little woman.

"This old man thinks we're here to touch his woman. The shorter man is Wang Jingen said.

"He didn't know that his woman wasn't much younger than our mom. The man who held Mr. Tang Lao said, that is, Cheng Chuifan.

"Cheng Chuifan, are you from Yangjiang?" Mr. Tang was surprised.

When he opened the door, he was attacked, and Mr. Tang's first reaction was that his little woman had suffered, and he only understood when he heard the other party mention the word "fan".

Cheng Chuifan carried Mr. Tang to the living room and threw Mr. Tang on the leather sofa, Mr. Tang wanted to sit up, only to feel weak again.

"We are from Jiangcun Township, Yangjiang County, old man, you should be familiar with Jiangcun. Wang Jingen said.

Mr. Tang didn't look at Wang Jingen, but stared at Cheng Chuifan, "Did you do anything to me?"

"Don't you feel powerless?" Cheng Chuifan said, "Didn't the two boys who messed with He Wurui tell you about this feeling?"

"Do you mean the thin man and the little pay?"

"I don't know what Skinny Man and Xiaofu are, I just want to tell you that there are two people who have experienced this feeling. ”

"This is a kind of yin gong that is unique to my brother Chuifan. Wang Jingen said, "If you have this kind of yin skill, you can't even get on it when a woman lies in front of you." I think you've given away this house for nothing. ”

Mr. Tang looked at Wang Jingen seriously, "How do you know that I gave this house to you?"

"I think you've lived in vain for more than 60 years. We are all waiting for you in your woman's house, will we not know these circumstances?" Wang Jingen sneered.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Two things," Cheng Chuifan said, "solve the two things, and your beautiful life will start again." ”

"You say. Mr. Tang said.

"One is to return the bronze mirror that was deceived from Brother Wu, and the other is to tell me who is the person who took the photo you provided. Cheng Chuifan said it directly.

"Didn't you let you take the bronze mirror back? Why did you still come to me? Otherwise, I would have sent He Wurui to find you?" Mr. Tang looked aggrieved.

"Brother Cheng, this old man's attitude is really what you expected. Wang Jingen said.

"If you give us an answer easily, will he still be the Tang boss of Hua'an Antique Shop?" Cheng Chuifan said.

"I think it's strange, how can you think that the bronze mirror is in my hand, have you lost it?" asked Mr. Tang.

"Chuifan, this old man doesn't seem to feel how powerful your yin skills are. Wang Jingen said.

"Because he's in his sixties, it doesn't matter if a woman is on top or not. ”

"Then you can give him a bit. ”

"I'll ask again," Cheng Chuifan turned to Mr. Tang, "you won't even deny the photo, will you?"

"What kind of picture can you tell me clearly?" said Mr. Tang.

"Let He Wurui take a photo of them back. ”

"I know that. I don't know what you said about taking the photos? He Wurui, when they were put back, I gave all the photos and negatives to the woman. ”

"Chuifan, this old man is a professional in acting. Wang Jingen couldn't hold his breath.

"Use this set of photos to force the Yangjiang Public Security Bureau to move his position, will you not know about this?" Cheng Chuifan was not in a hurry at all. Mr. Donald's reaction was what he expected.

"What do you think?" Mr. Tang actually smiled, "I don't think you can be Cheng Chuifan." Isn't it said that Cheng Chuifan is a very good character? Wouldn't I be shooting myself in the foot by doing this?"

"Ordinary people don't do that, but Mr. Donald you will. Cheng Chuifan stared at Mr. Tang's small eyes.

"Are you so stupid about me?" asked Mr. Donald.

"You're not stupid, you're arrogant!"

"Then I can't help it, I can't solve the two things you explained. Mr. Tang simply lay on the sofa and closed his eyes.

"Mr. Donald, I don't want you to force me. ”

Mr. Donald remained motionless, as if he were asleep.

"Oh, Ranfan, why are you still polite to him. Give him a treat. Wang Jingen urged.

"Mr. Tang, then I'm sorry. Cheng Chuifan said. As he spoke, he reached out and moved under Mr. Donald's ribs.

I saw Mr. Tang suddenly scream as if he was enchanted, his whole body trembled as if he had epilepsy, his belly was straight, his facial expression was extremely painful, and beads of sweat were the size of beans on his forehead.

"How's that, it tastes okay?" Wang Jingen said.

"I'm telling the truth, you're breaking the law by doing this. Mr. Tang said in a weak tone.

"You don't break the law by sending someone to take the iron guy to Jiang Village, what is the law for me to give you a massage?"

"I, I don't know something, how can I help you? I just want to lie to you, and I can't get the bronze mirror. ”

"You cow!" Wang Jingen said, "Hang Fan, give him a more violent one." ”