He Jiuniang didn't care about this, forcibly hugged her, and said: "Ms. Sun, if you miss me, go to Fucheng to find me, Fucheng welcomes you~"

"Go, go, who's going to miss you? It's too late for you! ”

Sun pushed her away in disgust, and then said: "I have packed all the pickles you like to eat, the same two small cans, with strips pasted on them, you will know the same when the time comes, let the kitchen lady in the house use one can after another, don't open them all, and run out of flavor when the time comes......"

On the surface, he is disgusted, but in fact, he is reluctant.

He Jiuniang had long known that this little old lady was arrogant, and she didn't argue with her, and listened to her for a while, and then said: "Knowing Ms. Sun, the four sisters of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting will stay here, one will be left next to the dog, one will be left in the shop, and the remaining two You will look at the distribution, and it is best to keep one at home, just in case ......"

"Got it, got it......"

A few people chattered for a long time before leaving.

There were only her and Lu Baichuan in the carriage, Lu Baichuan took a book to read, and asked, "Do you want to read?" ”

"I don't want to see it."

He Jiuniang shook her head, put her head on the side of the car window, and looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

In the near future, the children should also go to live in Fucheng, and Fuzhong should be much more lively by then, and she has already begun to look forward to it.

Although there are children in the place, but it is also lively, especially the children at home are very sensible, never cause any trouble to the family, get together more or read and practice calligraphy and martial arts, are diligent and studious.

Just thinking about it, He Jiuniang saw a row of small black dots standing on the ridge not far away, and then the small black dots began to move, and quickly swept towards them, and the cold light in their hands appeared, which was their weapon.

He Jiuniang hooked the corners of her mouth, after enduring it for so many days, they still couldn't hold it back after all, right?

He Jiuniang pushed Lu Baichuan: "Don't look at it, someone sent it to the door." ”

Lu Baichuan didn't read an important book, but a storybook that He Jiuniang put in the car before, when he told the story to the dog last night, he felt that his story was a little blunt and not very interesting, so he wanted to learn from the storybook.

At this moment, I was fascinated, and I was interrupted by He Jiuniang.

The other party was still far away, and Lu Baichuan didn't notice their movements, but after He Jiuniang reminded him, he quickly noticed it, and when he lifted the curtain, he saw that there were small black dots surging in all directions.

"It seems that these people want my life with blood!"

He Jiuniang couldn't help but smack her tongue, she really didn't expect that person to be so afraid of her.

"You sit in there, I'll take care of it."

As he spoke, Lu Baichuan asked the driver to stop and prepare to get out of the car.

He Jiuniang nodded and waited obediently in the car.

The men in black had already come to the carriage as fast as they could, and began to move without saying a word.

Their target was He Jiuniang in the car, in the face of Lu Baichuan's defense, they didn't want to deal with it, and at first they wanted to make a quick decision, but they didn't expect Lu Baichuan's skills to be so powerful, so many of them couldn't get close to the carriage.

He Jiuniang watched it with relish in the carriage, but she didn't expect Lu Baichuan's skills to be so good.

I've seen him shoot before, but the few times he dealt with people who didn't enter the stream, even if he won the battle, it was nothing to look at, but today is different, after all, they are all professional killers, and it can be seen that these people also have a few brushes, but when they fight with Lu Baichuan, they may not be able to take advantage.

The most rare and valuable thing is that Lu Baichuan was born in a farmer's household, and he was not able to receive those professional cultivation since he was a child, and these skills he has now are all quickly learned in the years he left home.

Behind a person's success, there is always a lot of sweat.

Anyway, He Jiuniang admires Lu Baichuan very much.

"Watch the back of your head."

He Jiuniang reminded loudly, Lu Baichuan lowered his head, dodged a man in black who sneaked up behind him, and even shook a shot, but kicked the person down with a back kick.

"There's someone on the right."

"Behind."

"Be careful, don't go to that car, it's loaded with my pickles, it's delicious!"

"Bang!"

"! My pickles! ”

With a few screams, He Jiuniang jumped out of the car and walked over to the black-clothed people who had broken her pickles.

These people couldn't get close to He Jiuniang, and seeing that He Jiuniang seemed to care about the cart, they deliberately destroyed the carriage, threw a dagger over, broke the pickle jar, and all the inventory inside spilled out.

The next moment, several people flew out like kites with broken strings, and their bodies slammed into the ground, and they collectively vomited a mouthful of blood.

He Jiuniang roared angrily: "What's the matter with something coming at me and smashing my pickle jar?" Do you know that this is specially pretended for me by Ms. Sun! ”

Lu Baichuan: ......

Assassins: ......

No matter how they made trouble before, He Jiuniang just sat in the car and watched the excitement, they just wanted to use this to provoke He Jiuniang, since they couldn't get close to the carriage, then let He Jiuniang take the initiative to get off the carriage, which would be more convenient for them to move.

But in fact, now He Jiuniang is down, but the result doesn't seem to be something they can afford.

The previous group of people had been taught a lesson by He Jiuniang, but their injuries were not yet healed, so they didn't dare to rush to the front, let alone do this kind of thing to provoke He Jiuniang, so the few people lying on the ground vomiting blood were all new faces that they had never seen.

He Jiuniang didn't bother to care about them, and hurriedly jumped into the carriage to check her pickles.

As soon as I lifted the curtain, the smell of pickles came to my nose, and a lot of broken crockpots and car boards were sprinkled.

She clenched her fists and went out to face the assassins for a fat beating.

If you want to say that the blow to the first batch of assassins in the medical hall before was at the elementary school level, then the blow to these few is at the junior high school level, He Jiuniang didn't beat people to death, because it was still useful to keep them.

But in the eyes of others, it feels like these people are definitely dying, and they are scared when they look at them.

Lu Baichuan and the other group of people all stopped, and they watched in a daze as He Jiuniang unilaterally crushed the tyrannical people, and they grinned one by one.

Especially Fang Da and the others, they usually look at their wives with smiles and are very approachable, and even when they saw her teaching the first batch of assassins in the medical hall before, they were also smiling, but today because of a jar of pickles, she was completely angered, and she was slumped in face the whole time when she taught people.

Everyone was worried that those people would die without a whole body. The whole time I stared nervously.

And those people were not in danger of their lives at all, they just screamed in pain and kept begging for mercy.

Waiting for He Jiuniang to vent almost completely, she said to Fang Da: "Go and bring out the broken pickle jar for me." ”