He Yiliu's life is very big, and although he is strong in martial arts, he always needs the help of nobles when he is in danger.

Last time it was Autumn Leaf Fly, but this time it was Tang Lanxiang.

Tang Lanxiang's reason for giving help was very simple: "I really don't like those two weird old men!"

The implication is: It's not pleasing to the eyes of the two old men, but it's still pleasing to the eye to look at He Yiliu.

He Yiliu asked, "What is the snow-white powder you sprinkled?"

"What else can I have in my shop besides white flour? It's called local ingredients. ”

When Tang Lanxiang said these words, she handed a wet towel to He Yiliu: "Look at you, you have also become impermanent, hurry up and wipe it." ”

Wipe it, wipe it, except for her mother, there is no woman in this world who can be so good to herself.

Okay, is Tang Lanxiang good to herself?

"How are the masters?"

"It's okay, it's just that they haven't suffered a loss, and this time let them remember it longer. ”

"You taught you to make money with anger?" He Yiliu was still curious about the battle of the five chefs.

"I only taught them four words, so that they could work hard, but they created such a battle of their own, and you say they are not smart. ”

He Yiliu smiled: "Clever. If they were one-on-one, they would have died a few times earlier, and together they had incomparable energy, it would be different. ”

"Are they all members of the Golden Dragon Gang?" asked Ha Yiliu again.

"You should have known this. ”

"You too?"

"Knowingly asked!" Tang Lanxiang blushed a little.

He Yiliu didn't expect that this question, which no one wanted to solve before, was now picked up by himself, and he was so inadvertently fluent, and the other party answered so freely.

It's not that nice in this room.

Fang Gang Leader crackled and shook the two men's mouths, and his own mouth was also crooked, almost crooked to the root of his ears.

"Do you see the man clearly?" the masked man asked them.

"Not very tall......

"It's moving too fast, and it feels like it's winding......

"Like you, cover your face"

The two big men said while reminiscing.

Gang Leader Fang asked, "Brother, do you think who did it?"

The masked man said: "I can't think of it." ”

Fang Gang Leader asked, "Could it be that Zhao Zhenshan invited a master to snatch people back?"

The masked man said: "It's not like it, Zhao Zhenshan is calling for wind and rain on the business road to become a soldier, but he is not a person in the martial arts rivers and lakes, where will he invite a master." ”

"Brother, can you guess what this person meant by robbing Zhao Gongzi?"

"I can't guess either. ”

Zhao Gongzi was robbed, which made the original good abacus seem to have suddenly lost the gir, and the beads are scattered all over the place, out of control.

Fang Gang Leader kept beating his left palm with his right fist, and said, "It's over, what will I do to ask Zhao Zhenshan for money tomorrow!"

"Don't panic, I have a solution. The masked man said slowly.

"The son is no longer in our hands, how can we bargain with Zhao Zhenshan, a miser?"

"Let's sing an empty city plan tomorrow. ”

"Empty city?"

Fang Gang Leader frowned: "You mean...... Well, got it. But if Zhao Gongzi returns to Zhao Zhenshan's side, aren't we deceiving ourselves and slapping ourselves in the mouth, how can this empty city plan be sung?"

"It depends on tomorrow, if Zhao Zhenshan goes to the appointment on time, it means that Zhao Gongzi has not gone back, we can fake it, as long as we get the money, we can go away." If Zhao Zhenshan doesn't come, we have to attack Zhao Zhenshan directly another day. ”

"What if Zhao Zhenshan doesn't see a rabbit and doesn't scatter an eagle?" Fang said.

"Then we'll catch a toad instead of a rabbit. ”

When the masked man finished, he set his eyes on the two men.

"Zhenshan, tomorrow you must redeem Gongzi, 300,000 taels is 300,000 taels, it is important to save Gongzi. ”

Song Xueyan said hurriedly.

"Damn, I really can't swallow this breath. The tea gang clearly distinguishes that this is to slander people first, and then tie up tickets, and it is too lacking in morality. Zhao Zhenshan said indignantly.

"It doesn't matter if he lacks virtue or not, it's his business that he lacks virtue, I just want my son to come back safely. Hear me, Shake the Mountain? ”

Zhao Zhenshan said: "What else can I do, people are in their hands, they can pinch him to death like a bedbug at any time." Alas!"

"Childe is not a bedbug, he is the flesh and blood of the two of us. ”

"It's no different from bed bugs, it's more worry-free without him!"

At this time, Cao Yi came in with a somewhat panicked expression and bit words in Song Xueyan's ear.

Zhao Zhenshan was dissatisfied: "What is it inconvenient to tell me?"

Cao Yi had no choice but to say publicly: "It's about the girl from the tailor's house that I invited a few days ago." ”

Zhao Zhenshan said: "Invited? What's wrong with the girl?"

Cao Yi said: "The girl has been on a hunger strike and refuses to eat, and I feel that she is too hungry to eat." ”

Zhao Zhenshan glanced at Song Xueyan: "Look at the good things you did! You arrested the girl back, but the son was taken away, what kind of evil did I, Zhao Zhenshan, create in this life, and add chaos to the chaos!"

After many days of unhappiness and troubles, Zhao Zhenshan seems to have erupted tonight, and if he is given a hemp rope at this time, he will really hang himself.

Song Xueyan knew that he was annoyed, so she didn't say anything, and followed Cao Yi out, leaving Zhao Zhenshan alone in the house to worry about.

In the boudoir, the spider plant is dark and fragrant, and the red light is still the same.

Inside the pink tent lay an extremely weak Biwei, with a yellow complexion, as if she was suffering from a serious illness.

The child is like this, who is not distressed as a mother.

Song Xueyan is a mother, although she is not Biwei's biological mother, but every mother has an instinctive heart to care for and feel sorry for her children.

Based on this, Song Xueyan is not a bad woman.

After feeding the porridge, she touched Biwei's forehead again to see if she had a fever. Good thing I don't have a fever.

Where did Song Xueyan understand that Biwei was completely mentally exhausted.

"She's like this, I can't let her go, I have to take care of her here, I can just give her a good condition. ”

Song Xueyan sighed and said, "Manager Cao, instruct the room to make a conditioning meal for Biwei every day, to talk about nutrition, good digestion, and regulate qi and replenish deficiency." Then give Biwei a maid to take care of her, if she doesn't have the strength to eat, she will feed it one by one. ”

"Yes. Cao Yi said.

"I'm going home, mother!"

Biwei muttered suddenly, opened her eyes, looked at Song Xueyan and Cao Yi with a dull gaze, and asked weakly: "What about my mother, why didn't my mother come to pick me up?"

Song Xueyan suddenly thought of her child, Zhao Gongzi.

originally planned to make a prelude for the son, but the future daughter-in-law grabbed it, but the son lost it, and the future daughter-in-law is now like this, nothing goes well.

Think about how complicated and uncomfortable the taste of mixed tastes is, Song Xueyan is especially good at the moment, and she wants to die.

Song Xueyan said: "Miss Biwei, we can't let you go now." ”

It used to be two people listening to the chirping of autumn insects, but now only one person listens.

It turned out that two people could talk about affection, but now no one is talking.

On this night, no one was more lonely than Xia Lotus.

Where did Biwei go?

I heard that the suburbs of the city have been haunted recently, and I also heard that Hu San was eaten by a ghost.

Didn't Biwei follow Hu San? Hu San died, and the corpse was recovered, so what about Biwei, she didn't see anyone alive, and she didn't see her corpse when she died.

What the hell!

Xia Lotus was in a very chaotic mood, terrible, extremely frightened, and extremely frightened.

Think about it carefully, think about it, what's wrong with Biwei?

Until the rooster crowed, Xia Lotus was still thinking about Biwei.

Where did she think that Biwei was lying in the boudoir of the Zhao family at this time, muttering to her mother?

The darkness before dawn is the darkest, and only by breaking through it can we see the light of day.

Xia Lotus's heart began to light up.

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