He yawned as he spoke: "It's so late, let's all go home and wash and sleep, I won't let you go in and sit." ”

An Feng's face instantly became unpleasant.

He had the impression that Gu Jingzhao was an obedient child, timid and afraid of life. Although he didn't deal with him much, he was respectful to him every time he met, and he didn't even dare to raise his head when he talked to him. Not at all like it is today!

An Feng had made up his mind just now, if he didn't eat this fake mouth toast, he would do it directly!

But he still patiently asked again: "Jing Zhao, you tell your uncle, do you still have surplus food in your family?" ”

Gu Jingzhao's face darkened, and the corners of his mouth hooked a hint of mockery. Is this going to be ready to start looting?

Jing Zhao's cool voice:

"That'...... May I ask the township chief, do you have any surplus food at home? ”

He walked between the crowd step by step, and looked around with a cold gaze: "May I ask you, do you still have surplus food at home?" ”

"According to the meaning of the township chief, everyone who has surplus grain should take out the grain and divide it equally among everyone. This is a good thing to serve the people, and I can't take advantage of it alone, right? ”

Jing Zhao's tone was extremely cold, his eyes were cold, and everyone only felt a biting coldness coming.

The few seconds that An Feng and Gu Jingzhao looked at each other, he felt that this gaze was extremely familiar, and he had seen the same expression on the face of the bastard boy that Gu Jingzhao picked up during the day!

Gu Jingzhao's soft bones suddenly became stiff?

An Feng frowned, quite dignified as a township chief, and threatened: "Jing Zhao! How do you speak! We are not outsiders, we are all a stockade, now is a difficult time, let you help everyone, you are so reluctant? ”

An An Feng also stood up with an equally elderly person, "Gu Jingzhao, when your family was in the village in the past, we didn't dislike it and took in your family. Be a man, you must know how to repay Entu! Don't be that ungrateful, white-eyed wolf. ”

A group of people coaxed: "If it weren't for us, you would still want to open this restaurant?" I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death on the streets a long time ago! ”

"If it weren't for us, your restaurant would have closed down a long time ago! Now let you get some food out, like I'm going to kill you! ”

Jing Zhao thought it was funny.

The original owner's family opened a restaurant here, although it was an escape from the famine, but there was no shortage of silver. This store and this foundation were bought with money, and after the store was opened, the original owner's father opened a warehouse every year to release grain to relieve the barren people, and he was also a very good person in the entire Xiaxi!

But because the original owner was a fake mouth, these people never stepped into Shang Shiji for half a step. If it was really good for their family, how could the original owner be sick for three days, howl in bed for three days, and die, and no one would have asked.

That's it, and there is still a face to say that he will take care of the original owner's family in every way?

Jing Zhaosheng smiled angrily.

An Feng and the others were stunned, and the old man who had just spoken said angrily: "We are reasoning with you, what are you laughing at?" ”

Jing Zhao blinked innocently, clasped his hands and said unhurriedly: "I know that my father and fellow villagers take care of our family, since everyone is so enthusiastic, then I will make more delicious food to entertain everyone when I open the store tomorrow, everyone bring good money, and I will open the door to wait." "I'll double the price and eat you bastards!

"You!"

The old man blew his beard and glared angrily.

Gu Jingzhao didn't answer their words at all, but as long as he scolded them, they could drown him with a mouthful of spittle, but this kid ......

An Feng looked at Gu Jingzhao's soft and hard posture, and his anger was already at the end! He didn't care about the face of the village chief. treats Gu Jingzhao like a stone in a dung pit, smelly and hard, so he can only come hard.

An Feng secretly gave a look to a few people around him.

A few prime-aged people came up and grabbed Gu Jingzhao.

An Feng ordered in a cold voice: "You guys show him to me!" ”

With that, he broke in with someone.

Sure enough, it's robbers and bandits!

Jing Zhao secretly scolded in his heart, if they found the dishes hidden in the backyard storage room, it would be a disaster! He doesn't have enough praise coupons, if they rob him of some dishes, he has no food, can't cook, can't get praise coupons, the whole thing is a vicious circle!

He's going to die here!

"Not allowed!" Jing Zhao yelled, and was about to enter the house, but was strangled by several strong men.

Fuck it! This body is a sick chicken, and thin others can lift it with one hand.

An Feng turned around the room with a torch, but saw that the entire hall was empty.

An Feng swept around, his eyes locked on the backyard across the curtain. He strode towards the backyard, several people followed him closely, and finally the two pressed Gu Jingzhao into the backyard together.

An Feng searched the kitchen and kicked open the warehouse where Jing Zhao stored grain, only to find a few pieces of meat and a little vegetables, not even a shadow of an egg.

He walked around the courtyard irritably. It was he who suggested that he come to search this courtyard, and it was he who said that Shang Shiji had food, and if he didn't find anything, where would his face go, and who would listen to him in the future.

An Feng locked his gaze on the last closed door. That's all there is to it!

Jing Zhao's eyebrows jumped, and he swept his eyes to a dark shadow behind the door.

Anin!!

The young man stood behind the door with his back straight, the dagger in his hand shining in the moonlight.

Gu Jingzhao just wanted to get rid of them, he never thought about it...... If you take this step, the nature changes. Whether it's for himself or for A-Ning.

This door can't be opened!

An Feng had already arrived at the door and was about to kick the door.

Jing Zhao tried to suppress it, calming down his voice:

"I forgot to tell you that the despicable person unfortunately contracted the epidemic two days ago. Uncle Feng, this room you opened is the contemptible bedroom. ”

Hearing this, An Feng instantly retreated several steps back from the door, and at the same time, the two people who were pulling Jing Zhao also jumped far away.

Jing Zhao untied the restraints, leisurely held his hands and leaned against the edge of the stone grinder, looking at everyone present with an indifferent face.

An Feng palpitated: "Gu Jingzhao, you, are you talking nonsense?" ”

Jing Zhao shrugged, turned around and went into the kitchen to get a clay bowl, poured half a bowl of water, and spat into it again, "You take a sip, and you will soon know if I am talking nonsense." ”

An Feng was so frightened that he stepped back, his face turned white with fright.

Jing Zhao turned the bowl to a few other people, "Do you want to try it?" ”

Everyone hurriedly shook their heads and ran out. How powerful this epidemic is, they don't know that those who are infected with this disease can't escape a dead word, and it hurts to the end, and the whole body is purulent and festering.

Jing Zhao watched everyone run away, leaned against the door and shouted, "Shangshiji, welcome everyone to come again." ”

If he knew that this trick would work so well, he should have spit on them just now.

To deal with disgusting people, you should use disgusting methods.