Zhang Zongkui stood in front of the window on the second floor of the teahouse, his fingers lightly tapping on the windowsill. He looked at the two men walking across the street, and his face slowly sank.

Feng Qiang inadvertently swept the car parked at the entrance of the alley, and sighed in his heart. He looked around alarmedly.

Zhang Zongkui smiled, took a step back, and left the window.

Feng Qiang accompanied Mo Yanfei to the front of the church, and Mo Fangfei said, "I'm going to go in and inquire about something, you can go back first." ”

Feng Qiang glanced at the church, "This place is secluded, anyway, the fourth master won't go out in the morning, I'll accompany you in." ”

Mo Yan asked puzzledly, "What are you worried about?"

Feng Qiang smiled and said, "You're in a bad mood now, I'm afraid that you will have an accident if you are unlucky." ”

Mo Yanfei narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Qiang, "We are such good friends, you should be honest, don't let me use my brain, okay, I'm already very tired." ”

Feng Qiang Zhengse said: "You don't need to use your brain. I'm really just worried that you're walking without looking up and hitting a tree. So I'll be relieved to send you home, or to the police. ”

Mo Yanfei raised his eyebrows: "Nothing else"

"No, you can get in quickly. After asking what you want to know, I'll send you home. You just get some sleep. Feng Qiang said, pushing Mo Yanfei into the church.

"I'm in a bad mood, so I'd better come back another day." Mo Yanfei muttered.

Feng Qiang said peacefully: "I think so, then let's go home." ”

Mo Yanfei blinked: "I'll pray first." ”

Mo Yanfei just wanted to move forward, but was pulled back by Feng Qiang, "You are a disciple of the Buddhist family, don't mess around." ”

Mo Yanfei glanced at the cross on the altar, "Aren't Buddhist disciples able to pray here?"

"The eyes of the heart can't be too lively, prayers and wishes can only come to one family." Feng Qiang said, pulling Mo Yanfei out of the church.

The two of them stood in front of the church, Mo Yanfei frowned and said, "I'd better go to work, and I have nothing to do when I go home." ”

"You have something to do when you go to work," Feng Qiang glanced at his watch, "I'll take you to the circle building." ”

"Well, did you bring any money?" asked Mo Yanfei.

Feng Qiang glanced at Mo Yanfei: "When will I not bring money?"

Mo Yanfei's face finally showed a smile, "Let's go eat rice noodles, I haven't eaten them for a long time." Mo Yanfei said, pulled Feng Qiang's sleeve, and walked towards the circle building.

Feng Qiang wanted to push away Mo Yanfei's hand holding his sleeve, but it could be seen that she looked excited, and she couldn't bear it. It was up to Mo Yanfei to pull himself.

Along the way, Mo Yanfei had to buy a little bit of everything he saw, and Feng Qiang didn't stop her, so she was happy.

The two of them walked into the rice noodle shop in the circle building, picked a corner and sat down, the shopkeeper knew Mo Yanfei, and Mo Yanfei didn't need to say much, so they went to prepare.

Mo Yanfei's clothes are very novel, which naturally attracts others to take a few more looks.

Most of the locals in Fengcheng knew Mo Yanfei and Feng Qiang. They didn't dare to stare at it, and they all glanced at it, intentionally or unintentionally. I muttered in my heart, how could this Miss Mo get mixed up with Zhang Siye's followers.

The rice noodles came up quickly, and Mo Yanfei was not polite to Feng Qiang, so the two of them picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

"What is this rice noodle, I'll try it too." With the sound of talking, four big men walked in.

The shopkeeper immediately greeted him and asked the four of them to sit inside.

Mo Yanfei picked up the fish balls inside and said to Feng Qiang: "Why is the chili oil in their store so fragrant?"

Feng Qiang explained: "The chili peppers and peppers they use are not locally produced by us. ”

Mo Yanfei whispered: "Ming'er asked comprador Su to go to the south and bring some of this pepper and pepper back." With Master Zhan's craftsmanship, he will definitely be able to make this flavor. ”

Feng Qiang smiled: "Master Zhan should concentrate on roasting his sheep." ”

Mo Yanfei pursed his lips: "Really, we have it at home, so we don't have to come out to eat." ”

The two of them muttered quietly, and in the eyes of others, they were the little couple teasing the boring child.

A voice came from the side: "Yo, this is really watery, you can pinch out the water when you go up." ”

The bald man sitting next to him said, "Big brother, do you say it's a little daughter-in-law or a big girl?"

Mo Yanfei frowned when he saw Feng Qiang, and hurriedly said, "Let's not waste things, eat well." ”

Among the four people, the older one said: "If you don't say that you haven't seen anything in the world, just that eyebrow, at a glance, you haven't opened the land." ”

The bald head laughed and said: "It's different in this city, the big girl is like a wild boy." ”

"That's delicious," the four laughed.

The shopkeeper hurriedly walked over and whispered, "A few masters, the one sitting over there is the daughter of our Fengcheng Police Chief." Ask a few of you to speak quietly, so as not to get into trouble. ”

The bald head glanced at the shopkeeper and said, "Why is her director's daughter eating, and we are not allowed to talk?"

The shopkeeper gave his bald head a look of pity and turned to leave.

The eater next to him muttered, "Good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts." ”

Mo Yanfei persuaded Feng Qiang: "You eat more, don't waste it." ”

After those four people knew Mo Yanfei's identity, they restrained a lot.

Feng Qiang lowered his head and ate rice noodles, thinking in his heart that the taste of bud rice ballast when these four people spoke should have come down from the mountain. He wasn't sure if it was from Lao Ye Ling or from Jiguan Mountain.

Mo Yanfei didn't care, took out the dried sweet potato he bought on the side of the road just now, and chewed it.

She ate and handed Feng Qiang a slice from time to time. Feng Qiang didn't like to eat these things, but it was difficult to refute Mo Yanfei's face, so she could only eat them.

The bald head couldn't help but say, "The girls in the city are really good at waves." ”

The elder glanced at Mo Yanfei: "Sister Kiln will do this, and my brother will take you to the kiln for a while, and give you a good vent of your anger." ”

Mo Yanfei saw that Feng Qiang's face was getting more and more ugly, and said with a smile: "Let's go listen to the bouncing show after eating rice noodles, Zong Ze doesn't think it's noisy, you can go with me." The last time I listened to the nine-year-old red singing, Han Qi killed the temple, which made me cry. ”

"I'm crying, why do you still want to hear it," Feng Qiang asked.

"Just because I cried when I heard it, I wanted to listen to it again."

Feng Qiang smiled, "Today we order Zhu Bajie to arch the ground, lively." ”

Mo Yanfei's eyes smiled into a crescent moon again, "Well, I can't cry today, if I come out to cry with you, Zong Ze shouldn't let you accompany me." ”

Mo Yanfei's smile tickled the four big men, and he couldn't wait to get started now.

After the two of them finished eating, Feng Qiang paid for the meal, Mo Yanfei took the food he bought on the side of the road, and the two of them walked into the circle building, ready to listen to the bouncing show.

I met Hou Changgui head-on. Hou Changgui saw Mo Yanfei and stepped forward to say hello.

Mo Yanfei said with a smile: "Brother Hou, please do something." ”

Hou Changgui muttered in his heart how he met her, but he said enthusiastically: "Miss Mo is still so polite to me." ”