Chapter 85: Disputes

"Of course I believe you," Yan Qing sighed in his heart, "I just said something heavier, but I'm not wood, okay, if you don't have a heart for each other, then how have you supported each other in the past few years?" ”

Luo Dustian looked at her, not knowing if she didn't expect it, or if she deliberately didn't think deeply.

Yan Qing was a little uncomfortable by him, she lowered her head and poured him a cup of tea: "I'll give you a guarantee first, what you are worried about will not happen, and then, we will definitely take revenge for this revenge." ”

Luo Dusty frowned: "How can you guarantee it?" ”

Yan Qing's tone froze for a moment, and she coughed lightly: "The dust is dry, you will compare your heart to your heart, will you destroy your plans for the past few years because of impulse?" ”

Luo Chengan shook his head and said firmly: "Of course not." ”

"I won't," Yan Qing said with determination in his eyes, "If you accidentally lose everything, I will be more cautious than any of you, and I will not let so many years of forbearance and planning go to waste." ”

"Of course, if you can help me, our chances will be better."

Luochen had a sad face and wanted to fight again: "Can't you really change your decision?" ”

"You still want to persuade me?" Yan Qing asked rhetorically.

Luochen sighed: "That's it, I have never been able to control you." ”

After a while, he said again: "When I help you, I am also helping myself." ”

Yan Qing smiled and poured tea for him: "Boss Luo, righteousness!" ”

"What are you secretly planning, you have to tell me, right?" Luo Chengan put down the tea, he was still very worried, "Zhao Ji is extremely insidious, we are facing a very strong opponent. ”

Yan Qing nodded, but his eyes fell into the distance, as if he saw something in the distance through the layer of window paper: "Of course I understand how terrible he is, but my target is not only him. ”

"What do you mean?" Luochen didn't understand what she meant.

There was a slight noise outside the door.

Yan Qing looked at the figures floating around outside the door, and sighed: "Let's let a few people outside in first, I don't know how long I've been eavesdropping." ”

As soon as the dust dry door opened, Fang Yi, Fang Yamu, Xiaoba, and Su Minghua all pretended to pass by one and greeted each other.

Yan Qing took a sip of tea slowly, but the teacup was heavily placed on the table: "Everyone, the performance traces are too heavy." ”

The four of them looked at each other, and they were very embarrassed.

"It's not that Su Minghua said that you were left behind...... It's locked up," Fang Yi looked at the dust, and said bluntly, "We came here because we cared about you." ”

Yan Qing seemed to smile: "I don't blame you, how much did we talk about just now?" ”

A few people didn't speak, but Mu Xiaoba's eyes were solid: "Uh...... Word for word. ”

"That's okay," Yan Qing went straight to the point, "and I don't have to say it again, so if you have any opinions, start posting." ”

"I disagree!" Fang Ya walked in directly and sat down at the table with a condensed face.

Yan Qing glanced at Fang Yi and Mu Xiaoba again: "What about you?" ”

"Of course I agree, what did you do by Zhao Ji's grandson four years ago? Holding back this evil breath, I won't be blind if I die. Fang Yi slammed his fist, his tone indignant.

Fang Ya glared at him fiercely, and slapped his palm on the table: "You are less in this arch fire!" ”

Fang Yi flattened his mouth, stepped aside with his hands, and muttered unevenly: "Eldest sister, don't worry about it all the time, just one Zhao Ji, why did it scare you out of your guts?" ”

"Xiaoqing, if you nod, I'll kill that dog thief now!"

Fang Ya's face was already extremely cold, and Mu Xiaoba hurriedly pulled Fang Yi's sleeve: "Uncle, you don't have to say a word!" ”

"I'm too lazy to talk to you," Fang Ya suppressed her anger and said to Yan Qing, "When I saw the brightness you promised yesterday, I knew it wasn't that simple, you look at the current epidemic, counting the year of the outbreak to now, it's been almost six years, why is the mourning illness clear every year, but every year?" ”

"Isn't it Zhao Ji's waste firewood?" Fang Yi said again.

After Zhao Chuyun committed suicide that year, Emperor Wen actually knew more or less what Zhao Ji did, and Zhao Ji took advantage of this opportunity to invite himself to sweep away the epidemic, and very cunningly avoided the limelight.

"Stupid!" Fang Ya scolded, "Then think about it carefully, why did the funeral disease break out for only half a year, and before the zombies were cleared, the official family hurriedly opened all states and counties?" ”

Yan Qing was a little surprised, she didn't expect that the eldest sister was the first to see the situation clearly.

Luo Dusty thought about it carefully, he hadn't thought about it before, but he never dared to think deeply, it was a faith-like existence that they had always trusted.

Fang Yi's face tightened: "Eldest sister, are you thinking too much?" ”

Fang Ya said coldly: "Is it that I think too much, or do you think too little?" ”

Yan Qing broke the meaningless dispute between the two and said: "I don't know if you still remember that when the mourning disease first broke out, it all started with a simple disappearance, but the root cause of the gradual expansion of the bereavement disease was just the inaction of the government?" Is it possible that they are playing the role of adding fuel to the fire? ”

"The human experiments of the new Shenmen, the black-robed people who disappeared, and the zombies that can't be eliminated like vines," Speaking of this, Yan Qing was very heartbroken, she swallowed the breath blocked in her throat, and continued, "These clues that Zhao Chuyun exchanged for his life at the beginning are now all lost in the sea. ”

"If the official family really has the heart to solve it, Lin Song will not become the devastated appearance it is today."

"No monarch will let his country go down, but if he is ...... behind this scene"

\"Xiaoqing! Dusty interrupted her with a deep voice, a thin layer of fine sweat on his forehead.

An imperceptible sense of loss flashed in Yan Qing's eyes: "Why didn't you let me say it?" ”

Luo Chengan clenched his fists and was silent.

Fang Ya frowned and asked sharply, "Since you already know the situation, why don't you choose to let go?" Since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials, so isn't it good to live a good life here? ”

"I'm going to ask the eldest sister this sentence," Yan Qing's eyes were red, and his lips trembled slightly, "Since you already know the situation, why did you choose to keep it a secret?" ”

Fang Ya was stunned for a moment, a little sad that she didn't understand herself: "What's the use if I say it?" Not only me, but also you, if you want to challenge the powerful, it is tantamount to shaking the tree......"

"It's because in this turmoil, nothing has been damaged by you!" Yan Qing raised his voice and interrupted her, "You have a family, you open a tavern for a living, and your life is happy as usual, so you can stay out of the matter with peace of mind." ”

She closed her eyes and held back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes: "But eldest sister, I can't!" I lost my loved ones, my friends, my identity, and I was living like a dog with a mask every day, and this was not the life I wanted. ”

Fang Ya's eyes turned red, and Fang Cai's justified momentum collapsed in an instant, and she snorted: "At least being alive is better than anything else." ”

"My body is alive, but what about my heart?" Yan Qing's tears finally slipped uncontrollably, "I know, you are for my good, but this is not what I want." ”

Fang Ya sighed, she got up and walked out, her shoulders shrugged down, and her steps were very heavy.

"Mother!" Mu Xiaoba chased after him.

Fang Yi felt very uncomfortable: "Yanqing, it's too hurtful for you to say this, my sister didn't lose anything." ”

Yan Qing knew that she had said it, and she didn't want to defend herself, so she kept silent.

"Do you know why my sister doesn't go to medicine?" Fang Yi kept his face calm and tried his best to calm his tone.

Yan Qing raised her eyebrows to look at him, a trace of bad premonition surged in her heart, and she was a little flustered.

Fang Yi continued: "Back then, when I rescued you and hid in the shantytown, Zhao Ji sent someone to search, and Xiaoba and I were afraid of revealing your identity, so we hid, which caused my sister to face the inhuman dog thief alone. ”

"He found you unconscious in bed and threatened my sister to tell you your identity, but my sister, she was beaten half to death, and her right hand was abolished, and she still insisted that you were her sister."

Yan Qing's mind was shocked, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Fang Yi said: "From now on, she can't take the needle, but she didn't tell you, she said that even if she repaid the kindness owed to you." ”

"Can you say that she doesn't hate Zhao Ji?"

Word by word, like a needle pierced into Yanqing's heart, her heart was full of ups and downs, tears welled up, and she murmured: "I don't know, I don't know." ”

She didn't know that Fang Ya had paid so much for her.

Fang Yi restrained his expression: "Whether you want to avenge them or vent your anger for yourself, I don't care, and I don't object, but I hope that you don't hurt people who are still alive because of those things in the past." ”

Fang Yi's words were like alarm bells, ringing wildly in Yanqing's mind, and she was stunned for a long time, not even knowing when the people in the room left, until a hand handed over a dirty handkerchief.

Yan Qing looked up and saw Su Minghua with an awkward little face: "Wipe it, cry ugly." ”

Yan Qing snorted, took the handkerchief, looked at the dirty marks of different shades on it, and complained speechlessly: "Why don't you wash it too, do you want to make my face sores?" ”

"Love to use it!"

Although Su Minghua had a stinky face, Yan Qing also felt a trace of warmth, she smiled and "snored" his head.

"Pet the cat!" Su Minghua struggled to no avail, puffed out his cheeks and complained, turned his head and saw her reddened eyes again, and muttered, "Let's get used to you for the time being." ”

Seeing that he didn't resist, Yan Qing suddenly let out of his strength, sat on the edge of the bed, and didn't speak.

Su Minghua wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he finally gave up.

Until the third pole of the sun, Su Minghua was quietly by her side, and suddenly heard the snoring around her, Yan Qing was withdrawn from his thoughts, and it turned out that the little broken child fell asleep with his head up.

Yan Qing put him on the bed, lightly took the pen and paper, considered it for a while, and began to write.

By the time Su Minghua woke up, it was already evening, the room was empty, and there was a brown letter in front of the table, which read in small letters-To those of you who love me.

Su Minghua realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed out to look for someone, but he could still see the figure of the clear voice?