"Brother wait!" As soon as Ning Ning heard about the guarantee, her eyes lit up, so she immediately left her brothers and ran into the house.

When she came out again, she already had an extra pair of pen and paper in her hand.

"Brother, give!" Ning Ning raised her hand and handed over the pen and paper.

Sang Qingyan stretched out his hand to take it, this pen and paper looked very familiar, and it seemed to be similar to the contract signed with the villagers last time.

Sang Qingyu saw it, but smiled helplessly: "Ning Ning, what's the use of letting him write any guarantees, this thing is used to prevent gentlemen, not these shameless villains!" ”

"Gentleman? Who is it? Ning Ning tilted her head, a little puzzled, "Is the villain talking about uncle?" ”

She couldn't help blurting out when she saw Sang Qingyu's eyes keep glancing at Sang Yuan.

was said to be a shameless villain by Ning Ning, a little girl, Sang Yuan was really angry and vomited blood, but the Sang brothers and the fierce bandit leader were staring at him, and he could only accompany the smiling face, "Since I promised to write a guarantee, I will definitely not regret it." ”

"Yes, yes, brother, if my uncle disobeys, he will die a miserable death."

Ning Ning obviously said this to her brothers, but for some reason, Sang Yuan felt a chill when he heard the vest, and then looked at the paper and pen in Sang Qingyan's hand, and there was already a little more fear and resistance in his eyes.

Seeing this, Sang Qingyan already knew in his heart, it seems that Ning Ning's intimidation really has some effect, so it is just right, taking advantage of this time to let Sang Yuan write a guarantee, maybe it can really have a bit of a deterrent effect.

So Sang Qingyan put the pen and paper in front of Sang Yuan and said: "Uncle's writing is also famous in Beijing, and my nephew is really not as good as my uncle, so I have to let my uncle write down the guarantee by himself." ”

These words stabbed Sang Yuan's heart for a while, he used to be one of the geniuses in the capital, if he wasn't implicated by the father of these boys, how could he be exiled here? And to be humiliated like this by these boys!?

However, Sang Qingyu sneered, coldly piercing Sang Yuan's vanity, "Brother, you are inevitably a little too exalted uncle, have you forgotten what Mr. Seoul of our family said that uncle's essay is only worth one dollar at most, as for this word, it is even more inferior, worthless!" However, with his father's prestige in the army, his uncle's words are still worth a few copper plates. ”

"You ......" Sang Yuan was angry when he heard this, and raised his head and glared at Sang Qingyu fiercely.

However, Sang Qingyu still looked like he had nothing to do, and said with a smile: "But now my uncle's words are worth his life, so uncle, you'd better write well, your life depends on it!" ”

"......" Sang Yuan was annoyed, but he had nothing to say, so he had to bow his head and pick up the pen and write quickly on the paper.

Hum! With his writing, it is not difficult to do something in the article at all, these boys just didn't learn anything when they were in a private school at home, and they must not be able to see the strange things.

It's a pity that as soon as his bad heart moved, his hand suddenly had a sharp pain, as if someone had cut the back of his hand with a knife, and the pain was so painful that he involuntarily threw away the paper and pen in his hand, grabbed his wrist and screamed in pain.

"Hey, stop playing tricks, hurry up and write!" Seeing this, Sang Qingqiao kicked Sang Yuan's ass without hesitation.

"I, my hands hurt to death, I can't write at all!" Sang Yuan said, gritting his teeth and stretching out his right hand with red back, "Look at the back of my hand, it's about to crack!" ”

He saw that the back of his hand was red, and the flesh was turned out, but he didn't see any blood gushing out, and the pain was unbearable.

Sang Qingyan saw that he was sweating in pain, he couldn't bear it, and just as he was about to speak, his eyes fell on the back of Sang Yuan's outstretched hand, and his gaze sank.

"At this point, is my uncle still going to lie? The back of your hand is very smooth, where is it going to crack!? Sang Qingyan said hatefully, and felt that his heart just now was ridiculous.

"No, it's true, look, look!" Sang Yuan desperately handed his hand in front of Sang Qingyan, but was slapped away by Sang Qingyu with one hand, "Enough, don't act, if you don't write, I'll just write it!" ”

Sang Yuan saw that Sang Qingyu took the pen and paper without hesitation, and a trace of joy flashed in his heart, he just used this pen and paper to write and his hand hurt, it must be Sang Qingning's little girl who did things on the pen and paper, she definitely didn't expect Sang Qingyu to continue to write, now there is a good show to watch, Sang Qingyu will definitely not be much better.

As a result, Sang Qingyu danced for a while, and it didn't take long to finish writing the note, and then threw it in front of Sang Yuan, "Uncle, you are literate yourself, so you don't need your nephew to read it to you word by word, right!?" ”

"You, how could you...... Your hands are alright!? Sang Yuan didn't pick up the paper right away, but looked at Sang Qingyu in surprise.

"My hand!?" Sang Qingyu flipped his hand over to the ground to see, "What can happen with my hand!?" ”

"But the pen and paper just now...... Sang Yuan didn't dare to say it, if he said it, the Sang brothers would find out that he had realized that something was wrong, and let Sang Qingyu write it, if they knew, they would definitely be unkind to him again!

"Because my brother is not like my uncle." The one who answered Sang Yuan was the culprit he thought was the culprit, Sang Qingning!

Ning Ning pulled Sang Qingyu's hand and said, "Brother won't have a bad mind like an uncle, only a person who has a bad mind will have a painful hand!" ”

That's right, the spell has already been cast on the paper, and what falls on the paper can only be the facts, and there must be no oil and vinegar, otherwise, it is not uncommon for you to lose your hand at the least, or lose your life at the worst.

This is the pen and paper given by Grandpa Wenquxing, even Ning Ning can't break the spell above, let alone the mortals in Sangyuan.

Sang Yuan was told by Ning Ning, and his face showed a little flustered, "No, it's not, I ...... just now"

Sang Qingyan was really too lazy to look at Sang Yuan's appearance, and coldly dropped a sentence, "Uncle, I will give you another chance at the end, or I will sign this note, I will keep it for my uncle, and I will never let the second person see it, or I can only ask my uncle to go to the county government with us." ”

It's rare that Sang Qingyan will speak so ruthlessly, Sang Yuan was helplessly discouraged, "Okay, I'll sign, I'll sign." "In short, I am staying in the green mountains now, and I am not afraid of running out of firewood.

Saying that, Sang Yuan wrote his name on the paper, and was pulled by Qi Hu, cutting his fingers, and pressing a bloody fingerprint on the paper to finish.

At the moment when the fingerprint fell, Sang Yuan only felt that his body trembled, as if something had fallen into his blood, and the words on those pieces of paper were directly branded in his mind, and he must not violate half a word!

Ning Ning was busy collecting the note signed by Sang Yuan and handing it to Sang Qingyan, "Brother, give it." ”

Sang Qingyan took the note, Sang Yuan's matter is over, so what should be done with the remaining little thieves.

When the little thief who fell to the ground felt Sang Qingyan's gaze, he couldn't help but tremble, "Childe, let us go, let us go, we have also been deceived!" ”