Jing Xiuyun said: "Deacon Zhao and I are just speaking on behalf of ourselves, so we may not be able to do this job. But when Mr. Fang comes forward, he represents all the deacons, the deacon hall, the guard hall, and even all the people who guard the hall."

Guardian! This is different, do you understand?"

Cripple Hong Er was enlightened: "I understand, I understand."

But then he frowned and felt melancholy: "But how do I go to find Mr. Fang? What reason do I use to go to Mr. Fang? Hey..."

"Just go find it!"

Zhao Ying'er said: "Especially after what happened to Tang Zheng and his wife not long ago, it has always been a regret in Mr. Fang's heart; if you go to find him because of marriage problems at this time, he will not refuse."

Jing Xiuyun couldn't help but nodded in agreement: "Yes."

Cripple Hong Er was still a little scared and said hesitantly: "Then I...think about it...think about it..."

Sighing, I am still timid.

Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Ying'er ignored him and ate their own fruit plates, paying attention to the Ning family compound below.

Cripple Hong Er sighed for a while, then seemed to have figured it out, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, making up his mind.

So he started to eat too, and he ate very quickly, as if he was grabbing the food. He stuffed it into his mouth like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Boom, boom, boom...

The two women looked sideways: Is this guy crazy? Didn’t he agree to treat us to food?

After a while, Hong Erzi said: "Today is almost over, let's go find a place to eat? Come back in the afternoon."

"Huh?" Jing Xiuyun raised his head and rolled his eyes.

"As for the expenses of today's teahouse, the three of us can pool it together. I'll pay half, and you two can jointly pay half."

Hong Er laizi said.

Zhao Yinger was stunned and stunned.

The two of them helped him point out a clear path. It seems that this guy has made up his mind.

This guy felt that he had found a solution and no longer needed the two of him, but then he changed his face.

No more treats!

Jing Xiuyun's face suddenly turned red with anger, and he said calmly: "I'm asking! Hong'er lame, wait, if I let you find a wife in this life, my surname will not be Jing! I will go to Sister Qin immediately to tell you

You teased me, and then went to Mr. Fang and said that your bad moral character had made the widow pregnant and threatened others..."

Cripple Hong Er's face suddenly turned pale: "Sister!..."

"You wait!"

Jing Xiuyun slapped the table and stood up, saying: "Boss, pay!"

Plop!

Cripple Hong Er knelt down straight and begged: "Sister, you are my biological sister...I beg! I beg! I beg!"

"I don't mind your invitation! Sister has a lot of money! I can use your three melons and two dates!"

"Don't, don't..."

Cripple Hong Er was almost in tears. Who would have thought that his habitual behavior would have such big consequences.

"Sister, I will also invite you tomorrow! My brother is wrong, I am an idiot, please don't be as knowledgeable as me, sister."

Cripple Hong Er begged with tears and runny noses.

If Jing Xiuyun complained like this, given Mr. Fang's temper, Mr. Fang would probably castrate himself, let alone find a wife to enter the bridal chamber.

Jing Xiuyun said angrily: "Unless it takes a month, besides, Ying'er and I both like to use Tiangong Shop's rouge and gouache, two sets each. Besides, my brother-in-law likes to drink a few jars of Tie Xue Tai Fifty Years...

…”

If you seize the opportunity, then kill him to death. Let's see if this guy dares to do it again.

Zhao Ying'er pursed her lips to hold back her laughter. Watching Jing Xiuyun discipline Hong Er, she just felt that it was too much fun.

"Tiangongpuzi Iron Blood Platform... Just kill me!"

Cripple Hong Er knelt on the ground helplessly, his eyes glazed over.

"Humph, I made you feel stupid! I really thought I couldn't cure you!" Jing Xiuyun's face was as cold as frost.

At this time the boss came in: "Who calls the checkout?"

"I, I, I..."

Cripple Hong Er jumped up, pulled the boss and went out: "As a man, of course I pay the bill. There is no reason for a woman to pay when I go out with a lady. Boss, do you think so... Can the boss give me a discount...

…”

In the room, Zhao Ying'er couldn't help laughing: "Sister Xiuyun, you still know how to do it!"

Jing Xiuyun whispered: "To deal with this kind of bitch, we must find something to do with him. He will get married in the future. If he acts like a bitch again, we will go to his house and tell Sister Fang that he raised the child..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Ying'er laughed for a while, then hesitantly said in a low voice: "I always feel that it is a bit inappropriate for Sister Fang to do this?"

Jing Xiuyun: "What's inappropriate?"

"It's a bit... you're being suspected of that..." Zhao Ying'er said embarrassedly.

"I know what you mean, and I understand it. But...sister, you don't know the suffering of women. Especially this kind of woman who can't live independently but still carries the name of a hero's widow..."

Jing Xiuyun sighed deeply: "Sister, it's really difficult for Sister Fang... Her late husband was a hero. I can't live on by myself. I can't embarrass my late husband and come to guard the hall every day to ask for subsidies. But I can't live with my children. The children

I also have some martial arts qualifications. If I can’t raise my children, support my family, or provide good conditions for my children, I will be scolded by others... People’s words are terrible.”

"Do you think she really doesn't want to marry Cripple Hong Er? She wants it more than anyone else; but no matter what, there must be an opportunity and a reason, otherwise, just the tongues of people around her can crush her to death. She is sneaking around now

, but after all, she is still the daughter-in-law of the Huang family. She accepts financial support from Hong'er Crips for life and children. Even if everyone has an opinion, they will not express it openly. They must express their understanding. After all, she is still guarding the Huang family. But marrying blatantly is another matter.

One thing..."

"It's hard to be a woman, it's even harder to be a widow, it's even harder to be a widow with children, it's even harder to be a heroic widow with children..."

Jing Xiuyun sighed deeply and said sincerely: "Ying'er, sometimes, a thousand reasons and universal morality cannot measure a woman's suffering; without the suffering of others..."

…

Fang Che is studying the God Fusion Pill that Xue Fuxiao gave him.

When Xue Fuxiao was delivered, he said that it was given to him by Dongfang Sansan; and when taking it, he used his divine consciousness to wrap the divine phaseless jade, and then let the God Fusion Pill slowly fuse with the divine nature. He also said that this process would take at least three days.

However, there is a restriction for taking the Fusion of God Pill, which is King level six.

But now he is already at the peak of fifth grade.

If you take it now, Fang Che thinks there won't be much of a problem, right?

After thinking about it, I decided to press this idea and continue to accumulate cloud energy. It is estimated that the sixth level is only three to five days away. No matter how urgent it is, there is no rush in these few days.

What's strange about him now is...

The Southeast War has come to an end, why haven't Old Man Shen and others, Song Yidao, Fan Tiantiao and others returned?

And there was no news coming back.

After thinking about it, he had to check some information. He pushed open the office door and shouted, "Tang Zheng! Put that..."

Outside, dozens of people's eyes turned around in unison.

Be silent.

Fang Che himself was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, his eyes darkening.

Tang Zheng... is dead, and he will never respond to his orders again.

An inexplicable sadness rose from the bottom of his heart, and Fang Che suddenly felt a powerful anger rising at the same time.

Yelled loudly.

"Go all! The investigation files! The previous files! Move them in, separate them; compare them, check for differences! Speed!"

There was a roar and everyone moved together.

He didn't even dare to look at Mr. Fang's livid face.

It seems that Mr. Fang’s eyes are red...

…

Then Fang Che started to look through the files continuously. After this period of investigation, a new file was formed, and then he opened the old one and started to compare it to see if there were any differences.

The entire remaining staff in the guard hall and deacon hall were accompanying me to dig through the process.

Unable to find the dream demon, Fang Che always felt that there was a fire in his heart that could not be extinguished, and it was burning stronger and stronger.

Although he killed a clone of the Dream Demon, Fang Che still couldn't get rid of his hatred. Even if the Dream Demon died a hundred times due to Tang Zheng's hatred, Fang Che would still feel angry.

Tang Zheng was a small person, and when Fang Che came to guard the main hall at the beginning, Tang Zheng was flirting with others, pretending to be powerful, and cheating...

But step by step, I changed, I was touched, I was inspired, I started to work hard, I started to improve, I started to take responsibility, I started to transform into a qualified fighter... I even became a qualified guardian, or even a guardian!
To be continued...