Master Wu: "......"

The front sounds very moving, and the back sounds quite scary.

“…… Arrange the aftermath? ”

"Oh, no, it's after I die, anyway, I definitely won't let Xue Yan be lonely, don't worry, in my heart, Xue Yan is like a green pig, my own sister."

Master Wu was very pleased: "Okay, with your words, Master will be content." ”

As for taking care of those who don't take care of them, Leng Xiangbei will have his own family sooner or later, wives, children, and aunts and sisters-in-law will say goodbye to each other, what kind of sister is such a sister who is not related by blood, after a long time, whose wife doesn't mind?

Therefore, Master Wu didn't take Leng Xiangbei's words too seriously, but he still cherished his heart.

He also knew that this kid was greedy for money and stingy, and he could give up a week's vacation, and he planned to take his daughter to Bicheng for a long time out of his own pocket, which was already very heartfelt.

Waving his hand, he turned around and entered the yard, Zhang Libao came out, and he was about to look at the brick kiln.

Leng turned to the north, saw Zhang Libao standing there, with a lost look, walked over, patted the shoulder of the half-grown child, and was about to speak, but there was a moan.

"I ran a few steps just now, and I twisted my waist again!"

Zhang Libao: "......"

Zhang Libao helped Leng Xiangbei back to the car, Fu Yingshao looked at this guy coldly, and didn't want to say anything.

He kind of understood that this man's waist had always been bad, purely made by himself, and he didn't know how to be careful at all.

"My waist really should be treated."

"Well deserved!" Fu Yingshao complained mercilessly.

Leng Xiangbei doesn't look like a pregnant woman in labor at this time, but like an eighty or ninety-year-old old lady, holding her waist and not daring to move.

Zhang Libao looked at the two people in the car at a loss. He forgot what he was going to say, but it was Fu Yingshao who reminded him that he remembered.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the accountant standing at the gate and threw down a sentence "Brother Xiangbei, you take care of your illness!" And he left in a hurry.

The accountant nodded to the people in the car.

Fu Yingshao's jaw was the first response.

"That person has an opinion about you?"

"Which one?" Leng Xiang was lying on his stomach to the north, and naturally he couldn't see the people outside the car.

"Wearing glasses and a tunic suit, combing a mid-split hair, it looks a bit like Liu Tianhe!"

"Accountant, I'm holding back my guilt, maybe I'm going to calculate me!"

"It's good to know what to expect." Fu Yingshao started the car and turned around.

Leng Xiangbei was very open: "Where there is no such person, it is nothing, but I tell you, don't tell Qingzhu!" ”

He didn't want his own sister to worry about it.

"I don't tell her. Where are you going now? ”

"Master's house, go to the master to get the money." Leng Xiangbei knew Master's temper, if he didn't take the money, Wu Xueyan really wouldn't want to go to Bicheng.

Fu Yingshao drove people to Master Wu's house, Leng Xiangbei helped his waist to get out of the car, told Mrs. Wu about the matter, and also told Master Wu's words, Mrs. Wu After a short hesitation, Mrs. Wu opened the cabinet, took out the money box, and gave Leng Xiangbei 200 yuan: "I don't know how much it will cost, take these first, it's not enough, Xiangbei, you keep an account, come back and tell Mrs." ”

Leng Xiangbei agreed, put the money away, Mrs. Wu thought about it, and helped Wu Xueyan pack up two more clothes.

Leng Xiangbei took his clothes and was about to leave with Fu Yingshao, but was intercepted.

"Leng Xiangbei, what do you mean? Why do you reject me again and again? Let me ask you, what is there about my Tian Chunni that is not worthy of you? Don't say anything upside down, in your mind, am I so worthless? ”