"Hey! How do you hit someone? Chang Xiaoman said angrily.

"Humph! Do you want to say hello to my grandson? As he spoke, the old man slowly turned around, only to see that the old driver was not someone else, it was Cheng Feng's dead ghost grandfather, Ma Lao Er.

Ma Chengfeng's eyes widened, and before he could react for a while, he stared at him so stupidly, and he forgot to vent his hatred for him in his heart.

"What? Hit stupid? Take it quickly, go to this person, it is estimated that he has a way to find Zhang Tie's 'chicken', don't say that I gave it to you! Ma Lao Er slipped the note into his jacket pocket. What are you doing in a daze? Go, go, go! Do you know how many people are looking for him right now? Don't say that Lao Tzu didn't help you, I can only help you get here, so let's do it myself! ”

The car 'door' opened, Ma Chengfeng covered his head and looked at the old man in the car who was both familiar and unfamiliar in surprise, and the old man walked away with a foot of oil 'door'. I didn't reveal half a sentence to him.

"I'm ...... Am I dreaming? He muttered to himself. Hu Xiaoci came over and pinched his big 'thigh' hard, it hurt very much, not a dream. "Is that the sun coming out of the west?" But now there is no sun at all.

"Look, I'll just say that the two of you must have a misunderstanding, after all, it's your own grandfather, I still have to help you at the critical moment, Cheng Feng, don't hate him if you don't always shout at grandpa in the future, maybe it's really as the blind fairy said, he must have another secret when he abandoned his wife and children at home." Chang Xiaoman took his arm and walked into the tunzi in front of him, and persuaded him kindly.

"Don't say good things for that dead ghost, no matter what, he made me's 'milk' and 'milk' stay a widow for a lifetime, and he didn't say anything to accompany her at the end! Such a man, who doesn't even care about his family, how can he talk about faith? Hum! It's not that easy to buy me. Ma Chengfeng said indignantly. The hatred for grandpa is already deep in the bone marrow, where can it be resolved overnight? Of course, Second Master Ma didn't think that his grandson would have filial piety to him, and he just hoped that this lonely grandson would be satisfied if he could live well.

He opened the note, and on the note was the address of a family, the person's name was Ma Lao, and he must also be a descendant of the Ma family.

The Kwantung thief 'door' is extremely powerful, and some of the old bearded people who are old have washed their hands in a golden basin, living in the tunzi below, usually look no different from ordinary farmers, but as long as the Dong family gives an order, they still go to the soup and fight the fire. In addition, there are many people like Liu Mazi who specialize in intelligence business, and the information in the hands of these people is more accurate than that of the CIA, and they all rely on the "horses" under their hands.

Ma Lao Crooked is a little 'bastard' and 'bastard' who used to follow the old thief king, and he doesn't have much ability, but he has a mouth that can speak well. In the past, whenever he wanted to do a big deal, Ma Erye would send this old man Ma to step on the plate.

The three of them didn't know if the old beard still had that clever tongue, but after all, Ma Lao Er was his own grandfather, and he would definitely not harm himself, so he searched for the address on the note.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the three children were gurgling in their stomachs, and finally saw the riverside in front of them. As the name suggests, the riverside tun is on the edge of a small river, and there are many people in the tunzi. But at night, the house was closed, and there was no one in the tunzi.

The three of them walked to a small house in the easternmost part of the village and stopped, looking at the 'door' number on the top should be Ma Lao's crooked house. Cheng Feng stepped forward and knocked a few times.

"Who's the 'milk' 'milk' grandchild in the middle of the night?" An old man tilted his head and bare his shoulders, and he wore a big 'flower' and 'pants' and pushed the 'door' out of the door, scolding. When he looked up, there were three young people, the boy was handsome and thin, and the two 'girl' children were so good-looking and good-looking, just like the fairy 'girl' who came out of the painting.

"Yo? Three: This is ...... Hehe...... Are you looking for the wrong house? "The old man was shot by the devil's gendarmerie company from the back of the neck for stealing a few years ago, so his head and face have always been crooked, so he got such a nickname.

"Senior, we are ......" Chang Xiaoman just wanted to report his family's 'door', but was secretly stabbed in the waist by Ma Chengfeng.

"Huh...... Old man, are you a crooked horse? Ma Chengfeng also muttered in his heart, this old man is now poor and destitute, he looks like an old rascal, his eyes are staring directly at Hu Xiaoxi's plump career line and he has never left, just such a person, can he help?

"Huh? Do you three children know my nickname? How? Who introduced you? As soon as his nickname was mentioned, Ma Lao Crooked seemed to be a different person, and his spirit soared. It is expected that his nickname may have been a smash hit in the rivers and lakes before.

"Senior, a friend introduced us to you to ask for water, I don't know if you are old enough to have enough water? Don't fall into the water with ducks in the air? Ma Chengfeng spit out a string of black words in the rivers and lakes, which only the ringing horses in the earliest Northeast thief 'door' could understand, which meant to ask him if he could take over the previous business.

"Hey...... Boy, don't underestimate your crooked uncle, in the sky Jiaolong Panyun, there are often one-day trips to the rivers and seas! "He said don't look at me washing my hands, but the craftsmanship of walking the rivers and lakes in the past has not declined.

"That's good, that's good!" After that, Ma Chengfeng was about to go inside with the two girls, but was stopped by Ma Lao.

"Wait, you don't seem to have said anything about the oil yard for buying water, right?" He asked for money. This old man's family, how poor and how poor, just imagine, once upon a time, he was born as a bandit on Changsheng Mountain, even if he washed his hands in a golden basin, how could he be willing to be a flat-headed farmer who farmed the land? But if you live in the countryside, don't ask about the rivers and lakes, and don't farm, isn't that a meal or a meal? All that left the house was a tattered bed. Ma Chengfeng, who was watching, frowned again and again.

He was not greedy, and said that he only needed a bottle of "Tao'er River" wine.

"Little fox, go get him a few bottles." Ma Chengfeng instructed that when he just came down from the crossing, he saw a small store on the side of the road, and it was not difficult for Hu Xiaoxi to 'get' two bottles of wine.

"Huh? Come back. Ma Laowei hurriedly let the three children into the house, and then looked out with a strange look and looked into the empty "dang" and "dang" tun, and quickly closed the "door".

"Don't worry, no one is following."

"That's not what I mean, I'm an old dead man, what can someone follow? Our tunzi has not been peaceful in the past two days, and we are making evil spirits, so don't invite any unclean play in the middle of the night. Here? The old man took a small broom from the small kang and swept it over the three of them. Don't go out at night, buy it for me tomorrow morning. ”