Chapter 847: Falling into the Well
Huo Beijiang can be said to be heart-wrenching, and Tang Qian's face is pale. Even if everyone thought that Huo Beijiang was deliberately speaking in retaliation, no one stood up to help Tang Qian speak.
If Wei Qin really died, it was indeed forced to death by Tang Qian.
"Ahh Tang Qian couldn't stand it anymore and rushed out with a shout.
Tang Lan wanted to chase after her, but was pulled by Jin Lifu, "Don't forget, what did you promise me." "He will never indulge his wife like Wei Fangyi.
But my sister is very sad...... "In the end, after so many years, Tang Lan can't do it regardless of her sister."
"That's what she did for herself, if you coax her every time. She may not feel how wronged she feels! ”
Tang Lan listened to her husband's words, but in the end she couldn't take a step.
This time Wei Qin's matter, it was his sister who went too far, and it completely angered Lifu.
Wei Shufen quietly glanced around, put away the sneer in her eyes, and chased out with a worried expression. This is when Thosy is at her most vulnerable, and it is also a good time for her to take advantage of the void.
If what she says doesn't necessarily work, it doesn't have to be now.
Huo Beijiang listened to Jin Lifu's words, leaned sideways slightly, leaned close to Nanfei's ear and said, "Tut-tut...... It seems that Jin Lifu is not as stupid as he imagined. ”
Nanfei quietly gave him a punch, and Huo Beijiang not only did not get angry, but showed a happy expression.
Nan Scarlet's teeth itched, knowing that she punched him, I don't know what I thought she was doing! Why is this man so badly beaten! She now understands very well the psychology of everyone who wants to beat him but can't.
Huo Beijiang's face was serious, and he walked towards a few old chiefs who had gathered together, "Uncle, why are you still here?" ”
The man he called his uncle was a man in his fifties, wearing a crisp military uniform. Although his temples are gray, he is still energetic, and his waist is straight. This is Zuo Xinyao's father, Zuo Han.
Zuo Han smiled heartily when he saw Huo Beijiang, and only halfway through the laugh did he realize that the place was wrong.
It's not good to laugh!
Zuo Han pretended to cough, and looked very serious with a tense face. It can be said that the speed of changing the face is quite fast, and there is no trace of the transition.
"I'll come and see Wei Qin, alas! This kid is so distressing. He was already very distressed about Wei Qin, but now he knows that Tang Qian's own mother is not only eccentric, but also looking forward to his death deep down, which makes it even more distressing.
I also hated Thomsy even more.
Huo Beijiang raised his eyebrows, although it was a serious book, Nanfei read the ill-intentioned from his expression.
"By the way, uncle, you still don't know?"
"Know what?" Zuo Han thought for a moment, and then looked at Huo Beijiang with a touch of sympathy in his eyes. He vaguely heard the news that his mother in northern Xinjiang had an accident in her rural hometown.
It wasn't easy for this child, having lost three relatives in a row within a year.
If it were an ordinary person, it would have been impossible to withstand the blow a long time ago.
The corners of Huo Beijiang's mouth twitched, he finally knew why Yu Yiji was not like Zuo Xinyao. Because Zuo Xinyao and Zuo Han are not like each other! This eighty percent is the inheritance of the Zuo family.
"Your own grandson!" Huo Beijiang looked at the elder with sympathetic eyes that were even more obvious than Zuo Han, "It's the two children who were beaten by Tang Qian, one is Nanfei's younger brother, and the other is Zuo Xinyao's son." ”