Ning Hai received the order from Master Wen Er, and watched the little man clean up the bloody face of Mr. Gu, standing at the door, looking carefully for a while, signaling the little man, together, put the old man who had already begun to stiffen to the table, and put it as if he was lying on the side of the table and fell asleep.

After setting off Mr. Gu, the small man nodded at Ning Hai and walked out with his bag of things. Ning Haizai carefully checked the house, exited the house, and hid in the darkness in the corner of the house. For a moment, Mr. Gu looked around and looked all the way.

Mr. Gu looked inside through the half-closed door and smiled, "You kid is indeed here, you eat and drink by yourself, and you don't know how to call me."

Mr. Gu pushed the door and went in. Ning Hai immediately flashed to stand in front of the window, passed through the small hole, and looked into the room with his heart.

Mr. Gu entered the house, first looked at the dishes on the table, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of mutton from the hot pot, and was not afraid of being hot, so he ate it with a hint of roasted lamb leg and stuffed it into his mouth, "You kid... where did you get the money? This mutton is good, Lao Sun's braised pigtails... well! It's delicious!"

Mr. Gu ate the hot pot and ate the lamb legs, stewed pigtails, and then ate the pork head meat. The chopsticks never stopped, the chopsticks kept, the mouth kept, and the other hand could touch the wine pot. He poured a large glass of wine for himself, and took advantage of the empty time to drink, and praised him, "This wine is good! The best daughter Hong. Where did you get the money? With such a good enjoyment, you boy didn't even call me!"

Mr. Gu was talking to Mr. Gu in a vague manner, while keeping chopsticks and wine glasses.

Ning Hai sighed and shook his head, feeling unable to say anything.

The Gu family was also famous for their nobleness back then. How many years have passed? The descendants have fallen into this virtue, which is even worse than the street rogue!

Mr. Gu burped a few times while eating. He couldn't hold the chopsticks so drunk that he couldn't hold them, but he still couldn't bear to put down the chopsticks and wine glasses.

"You kid... this daughter is popular, I have to have... I haven't had it for four, five or six years... The wine is good, the meat is good, you kid..." Mr. Gu's tongue was knotted, chopsticks poked and couldn't poked into the plate, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. Mr. Gu said again, "...You kid..." He lay on the table.

After a moment, Mr. Gu suddenly raised his head suddenly and said vaguely, "You kid... go..." Before he finished speaking, Mr. Gu fell on the table again, burped suddenly, his body was as soft as mud, slipped down from the chair, and fell under the table.

It was bright and it was already three o'clock in the sun. Mr. Gu was awakened by a bowl of cold water.

"...... Go back to all the masters, I really don't know. The business of this shop is not good at all. In the future... Master, tell me, who is the one who provoked whom? The little old man said that I know the Gu family, but yesterday he came late, and the little old man was not on the cabinet. Later, I realized that the Gu family is here... Master, it is clear that this Gu family is extremely poor, who doesn't know about this in the capital? The little old man is small and has little profits. No matter when the Gu family comes, the rules will be paid first before preparing, the little old man..."

Mr. Gu woke up instantly when he was poured with a bowl of cold water, but he was filled with the room... Not only the room, but the room was also full of people, and the shopkeeper's words were confused when he saw it.

"What happened?" Mr. Gu asked blankly.

"Your son is dead, don't you know?" The head of the Beijing Office of the State Council frowned and looked at Mr. Gu and asked.

"What?" Mr. Gu couldn't believe his ears, "This is impossible. Sixian is fine. When I came yesterday, Sixian was fine!"

Mr. Gu said anxiously, it must be a mistake. Good, his son, his good son, how can he say that he has no more?

"You said that when you came yesterday, Mr. Gu was still doing well?" Shi Ban looked at Mr. Gu. This idiot was doing well when he came yesterday. Then he died today, and only him and his son were the only one night. Could it be that he killed his son?

"The coroner is here." The yamen runners outside said a message, and the head of the troupe hurriedly ordered to invite him in quickly.

The little coroner came in with a bag, saw Shi Ban's greeting, bowed and walked around, squatted beside Mr. Gu's body, and began to look through.

"What's going on?" Shi Ban looked at it with a breath for a moment, and asked with some concern.

"When I returned to the team, I looked at it. It must be because I drank too much and was too anxious. I was so drunk." The coroner looked through for a moment, then turned around and met the head of the team and replied.

"Oh!" The head of the state team sighed speechlessly, turned away from the coroner, and looked at Mr. Gu and said, "You heard it just now? Your son was drunk to death. You said, "How did you become a father?" You said that when you came yesterday, your son was still fine. You slept all night and made your son die of drunkenness?"

The head of the Shiban looked indignant and pointed at Mr. Gu's heartbroken scolding.

Mr. Gu sat on the ground, covered his face, and cried.

"Stop crying, let's talk about what to do first? This is your son. Oh, your father, who delayed his own son to death, what should you do? Oh, it seems that you did it unintentionally. You are his father, who killed him by mistake and the law will not be investigated. You can do it yourself."

Shi Ban continued.

"My child!" Mr. Gu was really heartbroken. This was his favorite child. To be precise, in his feelings and cognition, this was his only child. Now he died because of his negligence. He drank too much and got drunk. He died of his son, his only son, and the only child...

"Don't just cry, you're talking about it, what should I do? Let me tell you, two ways!" Shi Banting looked even more impatient, "One, your son, your own affairs, you can take back your own affairs and handle the funeral. We don't care about this matter."

The head of the Shiban approached Mr. Gu and raised his voice to ensure that Mr. Gu could hear his words, "The second way, the official, what should I do if I do this? Your son has to be carried to the yamen. The coroner said just now, it is best to cut open your stomach and look at it. You can't leave a body if you die. Don't cry now, say something first, what should I do? If you choose the first one, take your son home by yourself, and we will go back to the Beijing government office, and don't care. If it is the second one, we will pull your son back now, and open your intestines and break your stomach..."

"I... my poor child, I can't die without a body. This is my family's business. My family's business, I... Xian Ge'er, Dad, I'm sorry for you..."

Mr. Gu cried so hard that he snotted and cried.
Chapter completed!