It took them a lot of effort to get the opportunity to visit the little section chief, Lan Yingying asked Fan Jiahui not to say a lot and ask more, she had to teach the little section chief a good lesson.

After Lan Yingying met the little section chief, she didn't shout out of friendship, but sneered: "Where are those people who have repeatedly tempted you, saying that you can do that, that you are different from others, and that you should enjoy it?"

The little section chief didn't know how to answer, she continued to laugh: "When they tempted you, did they mean to see how those people who are better than you are doing, can't you just do it?" “

Seeing that the little section chief's face was pale, Fan Jiahui pulled Lan Yingying's shirt, Lan Yingying ignored it, and still reprimanded him seriously: "Compare, why don't you compare with the good when you compare, and compare with the bad?" How many people who could have walked the road of life with dignity have been ruined like this! “

Lan Yingying's words won the approving eyes of the prison guards next to her, and she continued to preach: "No one is different from others, there are gains and losses!" Think you deserve privileges, huh, do you think those who tempt you to enjoy it are for your good? I've dug a sinkhole waiting for you to jump! ”

Lan Yingying asked again and again: "Those people who spend time with you, those who say it's not a big deal to do this, where are they when you really make an irreparable mistake?" ”

Originally, she just wanted to provoke the little section chief to say more hidden feelings, but she was really indignant when she said it. Thinking that the little section chief didn't take care of the family when he was messing around, and after the accident, only his wife ran around for him, so she was angry.

The little section chief covered his face and cried, Lan Yingying still had a gun and a stick in her words, "Can they share the blame for you, or can they accompany you through the difficulties?" It's good not to fall into the well! ”

Fan Jiahui couldn't stand it anymore, and wrinkled his brows to persuade her: "Those people deserve to die, he was just deceived!" You don't rub salt on people's wounds anymore, okay? ”

Lan Yingying sneered, "Those people should be damned? What about those who said in those days, 'It's nothing, who doesn't have a few second wives for the rich and powerful'? If something happens, you say that someone else deserves to die? Don't think that if you can hide it from his wife, you can hide it from me. Why didn't you stop it back then? A thousand miles of embankment collapsed in an anthill! ”

Fan Jiahui was a little confused, this little section chief got along with a little girl last year, and as a friend at that time, he didn't say much, and he helped the little section chief hide it from his wife. Lan Yingying knows a little bit about it, but this is not the time to talk about these housework at all!

Fan Jiahui understands that Lan Yingying is not the kind of person who gossips about other people's family affairs, and there must be a reason for her to suddenly mention this. Did she deliberately want the little section chief to hate them? Or do you want to convince someone in the dark that they won't help the little section chief?

So, Fan Jiahui also taught the little section chief a lesson, "You used to say that you are just a sycophant, and there is no big harm in those who are not directly involved in the mastermind, and those who are slapping on the back really have no big harm?" Hmph, people can't stand up to praise and can't stand the test! It's best to put everything you do in the sun, which is the best way to prevent spoilage! ”

Their prickly words had already made the little section chief's eyes scattered, and his expression was crazy, and the little section chief asked in a trembling voice: "You just came to see my jokes, right?" Hmph, you can't run away! I've seen that guy, and he's the one who's really behind the scenes, and that's the guy you call 'old-fashioned big brother'!" ”

Lan Yingying and Fan Jiahui glanced at each other, and the result of their guess was confirmed, and they were even more uneasy in their hearts.

Lan Yingying slowed down her tone and said to the little section chief: "You take the matter on your shoulders first, and you have to believe that the government will not wronged good people." ”

"I can't afford it!" The little section chief hissed and roared.

Fan Jiahui glanced at him coldly: "Since you have done it, you should bear it!" If you can't bear it, you have to carry it! ”

After Lan Yingying and Fan Jiahui went home, they couldn't relax their mood, the matter had to be solved, and if they couldn't solve it, they would be uneasy for the rest of their lives.

Lan Yingying really didn't want to disturb the life that the good girl had finally calmed down, but to solve the matter, she had no other breakthrough.

After listening to this complicated matter, the good girl stared blankly at Lan Yingying. Lan Yingying thought that she didn't understand, and she was about to say it again, and the good girl waved her hand.

"I was in a daze just because my heart hurt a little, and I understood what you said."

The good girl said that it was just a little painful in her heart, but it wasn't actually a little painful, but it was so painful that she couldn't breathe. She knew that he was not bad in nature, and that if he wanted to fight the last god and his own father, he would have to cultivate his own power. It's not a bad person, but after all, he still does bad things!

Hu Xianxian didn't know how the good sister replied to Lan Yingying, because the good girl's feeling was her feeling, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She covered her left chest and asked Cheng Haofeng, who was waking up slowly: "What should they do?" ”

"What else can I do? My destiny is the destruction of my soul, and his end is also the destruction of my soul. ”

Cheng Haofeng didn't hear her response, he felt that he was a little colder, and said with a smile: "Your apprentice is better than you can preach." ”

Hu Xianxian remembered the string of words Lan Yingying said, and also laughed, "My personality is a little following my master, and my ability to preach is learned from you." ”

He nodded frequently and propped up his body, "I learned well, but it's too long-winded!" ”

Hu Xianxian helped him up, and after he stood up, she saw that his pillow was full of loose hair, and he only had a few strands of hair left on his forehead and the back of his head.

She secretly gathered the hair on the bed and covered his scalp, feeling something strange on his scalp, he reached out and touched it.

The strands of hair she had reattached in her hurry were in locks rather than evenly distributed, and he understood what was going on when he touched it.

"Immortal, it doesn't have to be like this. What else can't be faced calmly today? ”

Hu Xianxian dissipated his spiritual power, hugged him, approached him and said, "Okay, as long as you can face it calmly, I will do everything to you." Well, you're handsome without hair. ”

His expression was a little sad, and when he heard her say this, the corners of his lips turned into a smile, "Then you will shave all the rest of my hair, right?" Stealing the Buddha's treasure, embracing the Dharma, the people in the Buddhism want to break the three thousand troubles, and now the green silk is also the retribution of heaven. ”

She agreed softly, with her slanted palm as a sharp edge, and her spiritual power condensed a thin blade, shaving off the few strands of hair that were left.

There was no hair to cover it, and she was afraid that he would be cold, so she asked Ma Shuo to find a warm hat to put on for him. When Ma Shuo saw him go out, he couldn't help but tilt his head and snicker.

The warm hat is the style of the scribe's favorite stiff-winged hairpin with a double ribbon behind the feather, but the hat is not a regular bun but a smooth scalp, and the robe he wears is really nondescript.

Ma Shuo couldn't help laughing, but after laughing, his eyes were red. He sighed a few times, and early in the morning he found wine to drink, and while he drank it, he pulled the male duck in the courtyard and said loudly:

"What is the situation in the world?"

"Since ancient times, there has been affection and hatred ......"

"Life is a lover!"

"People are affectionate and affectionate, but now they are really not affectionate!"

Ma Mingfeng's shoulder injury had not healed, and he lay on the rattan chair and squinted at Ma Shuo, "What kind of drunken boy is drunk?" ”

Ma Shuo leaned under the privet tree and sneered: "You elm pimple doesn't understand, amorous is always ruthlessly misunderstood." ”

Cheng Haofeng and Hu Xianxian let the two of them squeeze each other, and went out for a walk after breakfast.