Still sitting on a creaking ox cart, still a bumpy road, Jiang Kun slowly stepped on the way home under the escort of a group of Yao brothers, still wearing a coarse cloth robe, humming a song with straw in his mouth, and Su Goudan was still busy boiling sugar.

I can't see at all that this is a person who has just killed more than 100 people on the street in Quanzhou City, and no one dares to provoke him in the southeast realm.

Wu Bijun really hasn't ever made such a car, although she travels on weekdays is also an ox cart, but the car that pulls goods and the car that pulls people are naturally not the same in terms of comfort, her head is definitely concussed, so she creaked all the way and vomited all the way, so it was not uncomfortable, Jiang Kun seemed to have to take out a lot of dried sour plums for her to eat, which was slightly relieved.

Wu Bijun asked with a smile: "Why do you have everything." ”

Jiang Kun said with a smile: "The boxes of the candy knockers are all treasure troves, supporting their families, all relying on miscellaneous things, maybe something can be sold at a high price wherever it is." ”

Wu Bijun said: "You...... You have done a lot of things in Quanzhou City, according to my observation, the profit of your trip to the goods is definitely not low, why do you ...... So...... Hmmm......"

Jiang Kun smiled: "You want to say that I slammed the door?" ”

Wu Bijun hurriedly said: "That's not what I mean, I should say it...... Simple, you look like a mud leg in a field, but in the past two days of contact, I know that you actually have poetry and books in your belly, and you are not short of money, I think, your father should be like this. ”

Jiang Kun said: "I think it's incredible, don't you, do you think I should wear gold and silver, go out to make a car, and eat big fish and meat?" How many more maids will be bought to serve my daily life? ”

"This ...... Always do something a little bit. Saying that, Wu Bijun smiled bitterly and felt depressed.

If she had known that this father and son had such a trick and ability, what kind of marriage did she escape, don't blame her for judging people by her appearance, it is really in this era, people like Jiang Kun and his son are really the best in the world, and they can't be found.

Jiang Kun said with a smile: "The girl thinks that my father and son have no roots, no money, no power, how can they gain a foothold?" Is it just a small sugar road? Knocking on sugar to help more than 1,000 people, each other is not related to each other, why is he willing to die for my father and son, Lin Shihong is powerful, what is willing to be equal to me, the first contact of the Yao people, what do you mean that I make a verbal promise, they are willing to go to the soup. ”

When Wu Bijun heard this, he was thoughtful.

Liang Jiu said: "Gongzi and Ling Zun, the one who is pictured...... It must be the ambition of the bird. ”

Jiang Kun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "My father and I are waiting for a gust of wind." ”

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In just a few days, Wu Bijun became acquainted with Jiang Kun and them, and the more they came into contact, the more they felt that this was a mysterious man, who seemed to be a bowl of clear soup and little water, and the more they came into contact, the more they felt that there was something in this young man.

The son is already like this, what will happen to Lao Tzu?

Wu Bijun found that she suddenly had a great interest in the Knock Candy Gang, and even the sugar boiled by Su Goudan, she felt extremely fresh, and she also rolled up her arms and sleeves under the guidance of Su Goudan, and tried to boil it herself.

Jiang Kun also discovered more and more that Wu Bijun is extraordinary, this woman does not know what kind of background she is, in addition to being literate, she is also proficient in poetry, and she always has a hearty feeling of dialogue with her, playing chess, and more chess is wonderful to meet opponents, the most important thing is that this woman actually knows the rhythm of music, and she often has a lot of income from communicating with her.

Jiang Kun couldn't help but be aroused by her, drew a sketch of a guitar on paper, and planned to find a carpenter to build it when he went back.

Jiang Kun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if I were seven or eight years older, I would have to soak you, it's a pity! The age difference between the two is that unless Wu Bijun is a Zhengtai control, it is impossible for people to think in that direction.

Finally, when the village arrived, Jiang Weidong obviously heard the letter early, and was waiting for him at the entrance of the village with a black and thick stick.

I haven't seen it for half a month, but this knocking sugar village has changed a lot, it is basically completed, and it is quite beautiful.

Jiang Kun felt bitter when he saw Jiang Weidong's posture, and got out of the car in frustration, and before he could say hello, Jiang Weidong said coldly: "Kneel!" ”

"Oh!"

Jiang Kun knelt down honestly, and his face was a little panicked for a while, so he had to comfort himself in his heart: Father, biological, no shame, no shame.

Jiang Weidong ignored him, warmly greeted the Yao brothers who escorted him all the way, warmly invited him into the village to rest, ordered someone to prepare good wine and food, and when everything was settled, he came back and looked at Jiang Kun coldly.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"Yes."

With a snap, Jiang Weidong picked up the stick and hit it, and hit Jiang Kun's back firmly, so that he didn't kneel down, and fell directly to the ground, complaining in his heart: "Nima, a solid stick!" ”

This stick, everyone was startled, a group of people came up, some stopped in front of Jiang Kun, some stopped in front of Jiang Weidong to grab the stick, Jiang Weidong jumped like thunder, while struggling and shouting: "You all get up for me, get up, I want to kill this rebel." ”

Jiang Kun didn't squeak either.

"Rebel! Let me ask you, how many people are there when you go to Quanzhou, and how many people are there when you come back? ”

"Back to my father, when I went, thirteen people, back to ...... It's just me and Dogdan. ”

"Bastard!! You...... How do you want me to explain it! ”

After that, Jiang Weidong cried with a whimper.

When he cried, the big guys around him started crying.

Wu Bijun just looked at it like that, and looked at it carefully.

If it had been before, she might have jumped out a long time ago, or she must have given Jiang Weidong a very low impression score.

How can there be such a parent in the world? My son escaped death, and when he came back, he didn't ask a question and hit him? Still in front of so many people?

This kid shook the whole city of Quanzhou with his own strength, and the weasel thing was a disaster, how could he be so indistinguishable from wrong, black and white, and rely on Jiang Kun's body? He's still a kid! If there is a young man in the Wu family who can compare to half of him, the whole family will not be able to offer it as a treasure?

It's just that after this difficulty, especially after the exchange with Jiang Kun in the past few days, Wu Bijun didn't dare to come to this conclusion easily, she looked at Jiang Weidong's expression carefully, and found that there was not much grief and anger in his eyes, but there was still three points of relief, although he cried loudly, but in fact, there were not a few tears, but the crying voice was very loud.

Looking at Jiang Kun again, I saw that although he pouted and looked unconvinced, there was no unwillingness or unwillingness in his eyes.

The ghost made the god worse, and she remembered the second uncle's evaluation of Jiang Weidong: Not a drop of water leaks!