The curtain of night faded, and the rising sun rose.

The sound of roosters singing on all sides, and Wolong Village came back to life from the dead silence.

One by one, the villagers came out of their homes, yawned and said good morning to each other, and began to work on their own businesses.

The Lu family's mansion collapsed the wall last night, and a group of people surrounded it early in the morning, pointing and pointing there.

Many had schadenfreude on their faces.

Especially those who live in the backlit house, they are almost ready to laugh out loud.

"Eh, Little Brother Lu, I heard that Lu Changxian went back to his hometown? Is it true?" a bold man hid in the crowd and roared.

In these years, there are many evasives in speaking, if someone dies in the family, then you can't ask if you are dead or not, you can't even mention the word death, you have to ask, have you returned to your hometown.

Where people come from, they still have to go back to where they will go, so going back to their hometown is a euphemism for people to die.

"Hehe, that's right! Lu Changxian won't be able to come back in the future!" Lu Ziqian's eyes were red, and he was triumphant at the moment.

didn't sleep all night, he was busy inside and out, because of the relationship between the white-haired ghost, everyone thought he was the first to look at him, and it was the time when the spring breeze was proud.

"In the future, I, Lu Ziqian, will be the acting patriarch!" he pointed to the crowd one by one.

He actually heard it, the one who just spoke was Cheng Lao Wu last night, who carried a night pot full of animal blood and secretly wanted to wash his family's little five and his father.

At this moment, he hid in the crowd and shouted, and the gang of accomplices around him were all sensible, but instead of dodging, they blocked the human wall tightly, and did not sell him to become the fifth child.

"Li Dacheng, Wang Haosheng, Ma Xiaoqian, hehe, Niu's second sister-in-law, even you are here to join in the fun?" Lu Ziqian's round body turned upside down, and he pointed his fingers one by one.

"Lu Changxian is gone, hehe, are you no one in my Lu family?" he gave a thumbs up triumphantly behind him, "Lord White-haired Ghost, now he is the uncle I recognize, you want to rebel, and think clearly!"

He turned around triumphantly, his chubby body with a pair of short legs, like a spinning top spinning in a circle, and walked in with a smile.

As soon as he turned around, he put away all the triumphant faces of villains, and only left the unfathomable back to the crowd who looked at each other.

His family knows his own affairs, and he speaks beautifully in front of him, and he seems to be full of courage, but all of this is just a castle in the air.

In the future, whether he Lu Ziqian can hold the power and kill the seventy-six people in the whole village, the key lies in whether Hong Duoduo can stay.

If he stays, his old Lu family will be a phoenix, reborn in a blink of an eye, and he will not be able to soar into the sky in the future.

If not, he Lu Ziqian usually has a nickname, called Lu Lao Thief.

Regardless of his young age, how could such a strange nickname not fall on Lu Zhengfeng or Lu Changxian, but instead hooked up with a seemingly harmless little fat man like him.

With such a nickname alone, he Lu Fatzi is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

He had already calculated it, and on the grounds that he was short in stature and looking forward to growing taller, he inquired to Hong Duoduo about the possibility of introducing the strong royal family.

During the banquet, his words were naturally carefully considered, not to arouse the disgust of the white-haired ghost, but also not to express his will too far-fetched.

He really put a lot of thought into it, and the reason was that he thought that Lu Changxian was missing, even if he escaped the catastrophe of Hong Duoduo, I am afraid that Lu Zhengfeng, who had lost his suppression and turned back into a murderer, would not let him go.

So he ambushed the retreat early, and sure enough, even if the situation is turning around now, and his little Lu Ziqian has been pushed to the front of the stage, but this back road has always been a guarantee for him.

"Hey, hey, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared!" he snickered inwardly, but there was no trace on his face.

Many people in front of them were busy coming and going, carrying water, delivering food, and waiting, and almost all of the dozen people gathered in front of the canteen.

"Was that all there was earlier?" Li Xiuping frowned and flipped through the plates.

Six plum blossom cakes, piled up into a small pagoda in the saucer, chestnut cake, walnut sticky, bean paste roll, osmanthus crisp, all decorated quite exquisitely, lined up in front of him.

He took a spoon and pulled the japonica rice porridge in the small bowl in front of him.

There was a thick honey inside, and it made him taste so greasy.

"Why is it all sweet? Why do you eat so sweet early in the morning?"

As a tofu-brained party with a salty heart, he has always added soy sauce.

Those cults that eat sweet tofu brains are the source of the evil that people like him deeply hate.

It's like saying that Sister Hua Qiong is a hideous sweet party member.

Of course, he never dared to openly rebel.

Fighting is only one thing, on the other hand, it is also used to being bullied.

Since he came to this world, he has never eaten a bite of sweet tofu brain.

Even the breakfast is insulated with sweetness.

He hadn't eaten such a malicious breakfast for too long, and those delicate pastries were like Sister Huaqiong's smiling faces.

"Little star, your bad habit is not good, my sister must reverse your bad habit as soon as possible!"

Saying that, Sister Hua Qiong came up, and in her hand was a tofu brain sprinkled with sugar, which looked very much like a brain.

"Ahhhh

"No more, no appetite.

He was angry with himself, and inexplicably missed Sister Hua Qiong's warm embrace.

suddenly thought of Sister Xiaoping again.

Then the memories came flooding back.

Dalong, Huayu, the third child, brother, grandma, and. Daddy.

Thinking together, it is difficult to calm down immediately, and there is more and more a sense of urgency.

He didn't know where that urgency came from, what he had forgotten, or what he had vaguely noticed.

It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself, especially if he plays psychology like this, which is a model of this.

A group of people looked at him helplessly, not knowing where they had offended this master.

Lu Ziqian happened to step into the threshold with a smile on his face at this time, and it was logical that his knees weakened, and he slid forward two times, and slid in front of him with a bang.

"The Lord of the White Boxing King is above, the Lu family is grateful for the kindness of the adult, saving me is equal to fire and water, these foods are already the best snacks that can be taken out at home, but I don't know the taste of adults, but I collided. ”

He waved his hand to his family, "Take it, take it, and exchange it for something else." ”

remembered that Li Xiuping disliked being too sweet just now, so he added a few more words, "Just roasted prawns, unkempt spring, sauce peppers, and white porridge." ”

After instructing everyone, the few people who were waiting hurriedly made preparations, and he twisted his knees back and forth, rubbed against the table, and bowed down on the spot.

Hong Duoduo looked strange from the side, Li Xiuping was always indifferent to strangers, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

Because Lu Fatzi worships the little boy, not Hong Duoduo.

In his opinion, it is true that the white-haired ghost is from a strong royal family, but after living in seclusion in the mountains and forests for so many years, it is obvious that he is not welcomed.

Moreover, the three largest heads of Chaoxian City, I heard that they are called the White Boxing King, and Li Xiuping can be tied with them, I am afraid that in the near future, the three-legged will become the four kings of the world.

Therefore, his current identity as the acting head of the family, if he doesn't want to be roasted on the fire, he has to hug Li Xiuping's thighs.

No matter how it ends, you have to make a gesture first, don't you?

But he didn't know that Xiao Lizi didn't care about these things at all, and the identity of the White Fist King was just a brand, and Wu Zhengqi's casual words.

So while banging on the table, he remembered that he had eaten those exquisite and delicious salty party delicacies before, and at the same time his ears pricked up and listened to the sound of stir-frying in the back kitchen, and swallowed his saliva back.

Since removing the light veil on his soul and filling the inner lack with Lu Zhengfeng's soul, he began to enter another world.

The little fat man walked from afar, and with that arrogant posture, he could restore a rough idea from the footsteps.

When he reached the door, he was dressed again, his hands slapped up and down, his steps became cautious, and then he walked around the door with a groveling look, and stepped into the threshold with a smile.

All of this is naturally interpreted in his mind, as if instinctively, all of them are interpreting four words, "ask for others".

The little fat man's mind seemed to him as eye-catching as a mirror, nothing more than a struggle for power and profit, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to these things, so he simply let him go, and he was still thinking about food.

The scene was extremely embarrassing, Lu Fatzi didn't know the temper of the little boy, and he didn't get along carefully, he only felt that he was quite good at talking to the person who carried the sword and the white-haired ghost.

So I was caught off guard and was left to dry.

Zhao Yingjian is a person who understands, and he knows Xiao Lizi's temperament, so he stabbed the big man and snuggled at the round ball on the ground.

Hong Duoduo was a little speechless, his mind was relatively simple, he didn't think about so many power entanglements, he just thought that Lu Xiaopang was still entangled in height, and he couldn't let go of these relatives of the Lu family.

"Eh, little fatty, let's do it, let's go to Chaoxian City, you go with us, it won't take two days anyway, I'll go back, just find my father to arrange it, get a new housekeeper over, you don't have to worry about the Lu family." ”

He watched the ball spin half around on the ground, its head facing him, and thought it was funny.

"You have this body, you really have to pull it, how have you lived all these years? How have you shrunk like this?"

Lu Ziqian cried when he heard it, and he was still the one who came from sorrow.

"Over the years, I've had a hard time~" He sobbed as he distinguished.

"Our mother left early, my father is crazy again, he doesn't treat me as a person, he looks at me every day, as if he is going to eat me, I am in this family, helpless, I don't shrink my neck every day, but what else can I do?"

He wiped away a handful of tears, and said, "Finally, Lu Changxian came up, and my father became like a person, and he was going to make a house sit in a row, so that some people outside regarded me, a bird, as a life and death enemy." ”

When he looked up and saw Hong Duoduo looking at him with pity, the little fat man collapsed all of a sudden.

He hadn't seen such a gaze since the death of his seven-and-a-half-year-old mother.