Returning to the topic, Yun Zheng took out a bottle of prepared cool incense from his pocket [space] and sprayed it twice on Dong Qiang.

Dong Qiang woke up faintly, and the ghostly sound of Yunzheng deliberately intimidating was heard in his ears again, like a female ghost crying at night.

Dong Qiang's hairs stood up, he wanted to faint but couldn't faint, he lay on the ground in horror and kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Uncle ghost, I was wrong, you just spare me, I don't dare to worry about the Qin family anymore, please let me go......"

Yun Zheng smelled a smell of urine, which was scared of pee, and took a few steps back in disgust, and continued to speak faintly, "Listen, you can't divorce Qin Shuanglu, otherwise I will come to you every night to be your companion......"

After such a fright, Dong Qiang must have thought that the ancestors of the Qin family were protecting the Qin family and did not dare to make small moves, but if he divorced Qin Shuanglu, then it was difficult to guarantee that Qin Shuanglu would not be entangled with the Qin family again, Qin Shuanglu's woman was extreme and selfish, and she was forced to do everything, so Yunzheng couldn't let Dong Qiang divorce her, so not only could she get two at once, but also let the two scum hurt each other, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"No, don't ......" Dong Qiang screamed a few times, "I won't divorce, I promise not to divorce, Uncle ghost, I will listen to you, don't come to me......"

Yun Zheng received a satisfactory answer, knocked him unconscious with a stick, threw him in the grass and left.

After Dong Qiang woke up the next day, he was in awe of the Qin family and never dared to show his face in front of the Qin family again, but he blamed everything on Qin Shuanglu.

If it weren't for marrying this stinky woman, he wouldn't have offended the Qin family and was entangled by the Qin family's ancestral soul, so in the days that followed, Dong Qiang intensified his abuse of Qin Shuanglu.

But that's all for later, so let's not mention it for the time being.

★

A week later, Yun Zheng, who got the letter of introduction, set foot on the road to the capital with Huo Beiyu.

The Qin family prepared large bags of food for Yunzheng to bring and sent them to the bus station.

Before getting into the car, there were thousands of instructions, and finally reluctantly watched the car slowly drive away.

"Mom, why did you promise Zheng'er to go to the capital, what if she met that person and was recognized?"

Qin Zhihua's face was sad, and there was still a bit of unknown fear in his eyes.

"We have to respect Nannan's wishes, do you really want Nannan to live in our small mountain village for the rest of your life?" Qin Baishi sighed, his eyes complicated, "You forgot what the fortune teller said, our girl is a phoenix life, I have expected this day a long time ago, but it was just in advance." ”

"But ......"

"I said don't mention that incident again, it's been so many years, that person has long forgotten, you have to forget too, just live your own life!"

……

Yun Zheng, who didn't know about the conversation between Qin Bai's mother and daughter, soon came to the train station.

Huo Beiyu carried all the luggage on her back for her, and then naturally took the girl's hand.

"What are you doing?" Yun Zheng subconsciously shook it off, and said to him with some seriousness, "Comrade Huo, there is a difference between men and women, you can't just hold my hand, you know." ”

Since that day she was soft-hearted and held his hand, this man was like being opened to a new world, and he had to rub it up from time to time, a typical inch.

"There are a lot of people, and safety is in hand." Huo Beiyu said pitifully.

Indeed, regardless of the era, the train station is the most crowded.

Especially in this era of scarcity of materials, there are few cars on the street, and trains have become the main means of transportation, so to speak, it is crowded.

Yun Zheng was more serious, "It's because there are many people that we have to keep our distance, otherwise we will think that we are messing with men and women." ”

Huo Beiyu lowered his head, looking a little aggrieved.

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