"You're going to play with the bottom of the kettle."

After listening to Zhao Nan's narration, Ye Quan gently tapped the table with his fingers, the little squirrel jumped down from the beam of the house, squeaked flatteringly, Ye Quan handed the peeled chestnut to it casually, and the squirrel happily held it and chewed it.

Zhao Nan glared at the squirrel dissatisfied: "Dunzi, Dunzi, is it really a hero who is sad to pass the beauty pass, you must always remember that you are a squirrel, not a dog, how can you come over as soon as you bark." ”

The squirrel dun was happy to eat the chestnuts, completely ignoring the bitterness of the owner.

"Something without conscience、"

Zhao Nan nodded its head.

"Song Wen vomited blood after being cleaned up by Xiangyunsha's people, and his wife went to blackmail Lin Haiyang again." Zhao Nan was elated when he talked about the process, "Didn't you see him beaten by those people, laughed at me, hugged people's legs and yelled to return my money,"

"I really deserve it, Lin Haiyang is now being tortured by this couple and is about to lose his patience, I just want to see what he can do in the end."

"What if it destroys everything?" There was a hint of worry in Zhao Nan's words.

"Zhaonan, don't forget our position, as long as the contract is signed, their lives and souls no longer belong to them, even if this road is a dead end, no one can save him. He has six souls on him, and we can only watch and give some guidance in due time, but there is no substitute for it. ”

Ye Quan's voice became serious. The little squirrel was so frightened that he stumbled and jumped on Zhao Nan's shoulder. Zhao Nan shrugged: "Sometimes it's not very pleasant to be on the wall. ”

"There is no way, that is their destined fate, and everything is a foregone conclusion when they sign the contract." Ye Limit repairs his nails little by little with small nail clippers.

"Just like these nails, if you don't pay attention or care, you are likely to scratch yourself, but they still grow as always, even if you die, they will grow a little longer. Zhaonan, did you know that these little burrs would ruin a pair of glass stockings? ”

"They're people, not dispensable nails."

Zhao Nan was a little dissatisfied.

"Nails are not dispensable, people without nails will die ugly, don't you know, this Tu Kodan is ......"

Ye Liang looked back, and Zhao Nan had already walked out with the pier on his shoulder.

"Well, it's boring."

Ye Liang lowered his head and blew the edge of his nails, and said to himself: "Ten fingers are connected to the heart, it doesn't hurt to cut off this nail, but it will hurt to cut it deeper, just look at whether the knife is ruthless or not." ”

Mrs. Song returned home with more than 200 yuan, and before she reached the door, she listened to her adults shouting that the children were in a mess.

"If you want to turn the sky upside down, you will be like this after only going out for a while."

Mrs. Song rushed through the door in a rage. I saw Mr. Song lying on a bench in the hall, and his youngest son and daughter sitting on the ground crying.

"It's too late, it's cold on the ground, and you don't care about the children."

Mrs. Song stepped forward, first picked up her little son, and then picked up her little daughter.

"My wife, are you going to get the money?"

Song Wen half-supported himself and asked: "He said that he doesn't have so much money on hand now, give me a hundred yuan first, and then give it slowly, ah, what is this?" Dollar that! Love is dead. ”

Mrs. Song held the banknote triumphantly.

"Hmph, I wonder if he hired those people now. Two thousand yuan, I was snatched away before my wallet was warmed. 200 yuan, what can you do with it? Song Wen thought of that Xiangyun yarn, and the roots of his teeth itched with hatred.

"In this way, Ah San and Ah Si can drink American milk powder. Don't you know, Sister-in-law Li at the entrance of the alley said last time that our Ah Si is so thin and small, not as good as the little hairy head in her family, people drink foreign milk powder, and our Ah San Ah Si also wants to drink American milk powder. ”

Mrs. Song pinched the money and began to think about how many cans of milk powder she could buy.

Song Wen sighed and beckoned to his eldest daughter: "Take your younger brothers and sisters upstairs to play." ”

At this time, there was a cry outside: "stinky tofu, stinky tofu", the eldest daughter rolled her eyes and stretched out her hand in front of him: "I want to eat stinky tofu." ”

Mrs. Song was fantasizing about a better life in the future, and gave her daughter a dime very proudly, and the four children rushed out with cheers.

"You still eat American milk powder, are you really rich?"

Song Wen sat up and stroked his chest with his hand: "I've thought about it at home in the past few days, four children, I've worked hard for you." ”

Mrs. Song's eyes were hot: "It's good that you know my suffering, and you can't go out and mess around if you have money in the future." ”

"I mean, shouldn't we think about the future, Lin Haiyang won't let me go easily, he is more capable than me, we have to move out when we get all the money, we can't live here."

"Moving? Where to go? ”

"Anyway, just let Lin Haiyang not find it. You think the two of us, the four kids, the goal is too big. ”

Song Wen's expression was serious, and Mrs. Song nodded involuntarily.

"I took Ah Si to the hospital that day, and I met someone, and she gave me this ......"

The husband and wife whispered in the house.

At the entrance of the alley, a vendor selling stinky tofu was surrounded by a group of children. The children of the Song family each carried a string with red chili sauce dripping down it.

The eldest daughter eats the fastest, and she wants it after eating. The peddler smiled: "This is very spicy, I want to ask the adults if they can eat it, good boy, the little girl will go home and ask your mother," the eldest daughter nodded, ran home, and soon ran back, and said with tears in her eyes: "Mom and Dad are quarreling, I don't dare to go in." ”

The vendor kindly handed her a string of stinky tofu and whispered comfortingly: "This skewer is for you to eat, what are you arguing about?" ”

When the little girl saw that she had something to eat, she burst into tears and laughed: "When it comes to giving Ah San away, my mother disagrees, but my father said that I will send Ah San to enjoy happiness, and we will move with so many children in trouble." After the little girl finished speaking, she took a big bite beautifully, and the corners of her mouth were still dipped in red sauce and green coriander leaves.

Uproot? This is something that Zhao Nan didn't expect, it seems that Song Wen is not too stupid. He planned to blackmail Lin Haiyang and run away.

Zhao Nan walked through the streets with his burden, went around to a lower corner, saw that there was no one on the left and right, threw a letter towards a window, and then walked away with a casual whistle.

He walked to the corner of the alley, and saw Xiangyun Sha Xiaopingtou swaggering over, he had just made a fortune, and he was so proud that Xiangyun Sha was swaying, and Zhao Nan smiled secretly in his heart: Let you be proud for two days.

When Xiangyunsha returned home and saw an envelope lying on the ground, he muttered, "Could it be that you have foreign wealth again?" Lao Tzu handed over good luck, and the God of Wealth reported every day. ”

It turned out that he received a letter yesterday, saying that the person who instructed him to harm Miss Fan of Pujiang Evening News was Song Wen, and as long as he followed Song Wen, he could make a fortune.

Xiangyunsha didn't learn well since she was a child, and she still knew a few words roughly, so she followed Song Wen suspiciously, and sure enough, the bar got a lot of money.

He happily picked up the envelope, and inside was a thin piece of paper with the words "Surrender".

Xiangyunsha was stunned: Surrender? What turned himself in? He immediately thought oh, it's that woman, but it's just a few brothers who make a woman, turn themselves in or something? He patted his head, wondering in his heart, the one surnamed Song was a straw bag, and he couldn't get up after a few hits, so who leaked the news?