Chapter 67 Family Affection

Qian Youqian sat on the throne and gave Li Congwen a glass of wine, and said a little sadly: "Thanks to Li Gongzi this time, otherwise I don't know what to do."

I was afraid that he would have no one to take care of me after I died, so I decided that I would do my best to collect money in this life, and I wanted to earn a wealth that I could not spend in my lifetime, so that I could also go with peace of mind.

But if something happens, my life will be in vain.

Today's son's great grace, I will try my best to repay my money in this life!"

These words were sincere and sincere, and even with money and power, they were a little moved.

Li Congwen listened to it but didn't know what he remembered, his hand raised his glass paused, and said a little coldly: "Master Qian's dedication to his son is really admirable, but is there something wrong with this method of collecting money?"

Qian Quan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly turned to his father and asked, "Dad, have you gone to buy those peasant households' rations again?"

Qian Youqian didn't expect Li Congwen to say it so directly, his face turned red, and he slapped the wine glass on the table, and the wine splashed on the table.

"Anyway, they have food from the government, and they won't starve to death!"

Qian Quan was about to stand up, and his face turned red, "But this is an unrighteous thing after all!

"What is the face? I'm forty-seven this year, and I don't have a few years to live! I'm not doing this to make more money, so that you don't have to worry about your livelihood in the future?" Qian Youqian almost yelled, and then coughed violently a few times.

Qian Quan couldn't get out of his throat when he wanted it, gasped a few times, and sat down a little depressed.

There was silence in the main hall, not listening to the wind, only heavy breathing.

After a long time, Li Congwen said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Master Qian, you want to give the best to your child, I can't say that this is wrong, but have you ever asked the right to feel?"

After Qian Youqian yelled, he didn't know whether he was exhausted or cold, his voice lowered, and he said softly: "If he doesn't want to do business, I can't find a husband to teach him to read."

Moreover, he spends his days idle, squandering his money.

I'm just afraid that after I leave, the family won't have enough money for him to spend......"

Li Congwen's hoarse voice improved slightly, "Although I am a little arrogant on weekdays, I still treat the people around me very sincerely.

Maybe it's just that he doesn't have many friends on weekdays, and he hopes that with his family background, he can attract some people to talk to him.

Maybe he doesn't want too much money, he just wants some close friends.

If you do this, I am afraid that no loyal person will be willing to make friends with the power.

The right is because of you, and the people you can reach are nothing more than those who come to covet your money, so what good is it to make friends with such bad conduct?

Master Qian, aren't you doing this against the will of the powerful?"

"Friends are really important, but I don't have any friends, don't I still live a good life?" Although Qian Youqian said so, his confidence was not as strong as he was just now.

"Master Qian, you are you, and the right is the right. What you like is not necessarily what you want to like, is it? In the same way, what you want is not necessarily what you want. ”

"Dad, don't be evil in the future. The money in the family has long been enough, and if it is given to ordinary people, it will not be used up in several lifetimes. Why do you have to do any more of this?"

"You have never been the master of the house, you don't know the difficulties of the family's great business, if you go to the main business, there will definitely be no bones left to be eaten by others!"

Li Congwen was stunned for a moment, did he say that the wind was a little off? Why did he suddenly start showing off his family property?

At this moment, a guard from the house suddenly ran into the main hall in a panic and interrupted their conversation: "Master, it's not good, the assassin who did it before has come to the door!"

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Twenty-four years of Anyan, spring, southern Xinjiang.

When Yang Qi slept in Nanwang's residence before, although he had already pulled the tent and lit incense, he always felt a buzzing sound in his ears.

But in the small bamboo building of this village, Yang Qi slept peacefully at night, without any mosquitoes.

Yang Qichai may have died of all the mosquitoes that came in.

After he washed up, he walked out of the empty bamboo building that Chu Sleeve had found for him, wanting to find Chu Sleeve to take her around.

But I didn't expect to see her by the pigsty on the side before I walked to her small building.

I saw Chu Sleeve grab a handful of rice from the basket on the side and spill it into the pigsty casually.

Yang Qi has never seen pigs fed with rice, he knows that there are many rice in southern Xinjiang and can't eat it all, but he doesn't know that pigs also love to eat rice.

"Can this pig eat rice?"

Hearing this, Chu Sleeve turned his head and glanced at Yang Qi, the smiling expression on his face remained unchanged, "Don't you know, pigs that can be eaten by people can also be eaten, and on the contrary, almost everyone who can eat pigs can also eat them." ”

The corners of Yang Qi's mouth twitched, and he always felt that his words had a deep meaning.

Chu Sleeve scattered all the baskets of rice and clapped his hands, "I'll take you to see my grandfather today." ”

Yang Qi nodded, just hoping that when she entered her grandfather's house, she wouldn't give him that bitter medicine again.

Oh, it's poison.

However, what made Yang Qi strange was that Chu Sleeve directly led him out of the stockade and walked all the way to the hill against which the stockade was back.

And I don't know when, the flower cat named Xiaohua also followed.

"Didn't your grandfather live in the village?" Yang Qi endured for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and asked strangely.

Chu didn't look back, "I used to live in the stockade. ”

Yang Qi nodded and didn't ask any more.

In a short time, the two of them and a cat had already walked to the mountainside.

"It's here. ”

Yang Qineng vaguely saw a cave in front of him, and was a little puzzled:

Are there still people living in caves these days?

Then they walked to the entrance of the cave, Chu Sleeve pointed to the old man sitting on the ground, and said quietly: "This is my grandfather." ”

Yang Qi stared at the old man for a while, he was leaning against the wall of the cave, his eyes closed and facing out of the cave, sitting in a very casual posture, and there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's just that the old man is dead.

"When did he die?" Yang Qi didn't know how he was feeling in his heart now.

"The day before yesterday. Chu Sleeve's tone didn't hear any change, and he sat opposite the old man very casually, and Xiaohua also jumped into her arms.

Yang Qi was silent for a while, "Aren't you sad?"

Chu Sleeve smiled, "We people in southern Xinjiang feel that it is the most normal thing to be born in nature and die in nature, and there is no need to be sad.

My grandfather was happy to be able to sit here after he died, always enjoying the view, and so was I. ”

"Meow. Xiaohua screamed.

Yang Qi looked out of the cave from the perspective of an old man.

The mountains are high and the waters are long, and they are thousands of miles away.

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"Money is rich! You are rich and unkind, and you do a lot of evil! I will do the right thing for heaven today and take your dog's life!" Lao Chen masked his face with a black scarf, wore a night clothes, and did not carry a saber.

He kicked down the guard in front of him with a single kick and shouted at the lobby.

Ju Yeqi next to him was also dressed up with Lao Chen, carrying a box to that station, quite a bit of a heroine's momentum.

If only her eyes weren't purring.

Qian Youqian walked to the door of the lobby and looked at the guards who fell to the ground, a little scared.

He looked at it more carefully and found that there was no three-inch plum figure, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are the three-inch plum blossoms?" Qian Youqian hurriedly called.

The three-inch plum blossom immediately walked out of the back of the hall when he heard the sound, and saw Lao Chen's face condensed.

He also practiced internal kung fu, seeing that the opponent's eyebrows and palms were concave, the seal hall was grooved, his eyes were introverted, and his breath was long, he knew that the opponent's internal strength was deep, and he felt that he was not an opponent.

is just taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and at this time you can only step forward.

"In Xiajianghu, people call it three inch plum blossoms, can you retreat here, you and I are safe?"

"What plum blossoms and peach blossoms, I haven't heard of them! Today I will eliminate harm for the people and give the people justice!"

The three-inch plum blossom looked pale, and it seemed that he had to make a move this time.

He has been practicing boxing for more than ten years, and he feels that he is best at inches.

And the other party is old, the reaction should not be as fast as his own, if he can be surprised, maybe he can still decide the victory with one punch and win a chance to win.

The three-inch plum blossom has no nonsense, and directly stepped forward to get close, punching like a flower, ready to hide the truth.

Lao Chen smiled and looked at the right fist that was about to hit his chest, and ignored it. casually put his hand on the other party's left hand, which was gathering momentum, and lightly, the three-inch plum blossom flew out of the door directly from the lobby.

Lao Chen didn't look back at the person who flew out, he knew that the other party couldn't stand up for a while, so he took two steps towards Qian Youqian's side.

However, Ju Yeqi saw that the three-inch plum blossom flew out so far just by Lao Chen's gentle pull, and he lost his consciousness of being an assassin for a while, walked to the gate with the box on his back, and squatted down to look at him carefully.

She quietly asked, "Eh, are you still standing up?"

Ignoring the strange assassin, he tried his best, but unfortunately it didn't work, and he felt that he had suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"Money is rich, take your life!" Lao Chen shouted towards the lobby regardless of Ju Yeqi, who was about to escape.

Li Congwen saw Lao Chen do it just now, and he was a little energetic for a while, and he didn't see the depression when he talked before.

He pulled out the broken sword at his waist and replied loudly: "Assassin, don't be arrogant!

Lao Chen raised his eyebrows, smiled, slowly bent down, picked up a knife from the ground unhurriedly, and hugged his fist at Li Congwen: "I have heard the name of the prince for a long time, and the old man will meet you today." ”

Li Congwen raised his sword and returned the salute, and his expression became serious.

Qian Youqian and Qian Quan next to him suddenly couldn't understand it, looking at these two people, they didn't understand why Li Gongzi and the assassin actually had a feeling of sympathy for each other.

"Master Qian and the powerful brothers are here later, and my son will ensure that the two are safe. ”

The father and son of the Qian family nodded, took two steps back, and prepared to watch the battle from the sidelines. Ju Yeqi at the door heard the shouts of the two, gave up and continued to encourage Sancun Meihua to stand up, ran behind Lao Chen excitedly, hugged the box to his chest, and looked at it with bright eyes.