Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

After returning home, Fang wakes up with Xiaodao and Fang Wu.

"Zhuang Jing happened to meet me this time, and also drank wine..."

Fang Xing said with some suspicion: "Where there are so many coincidences, you can check and see how Zhuang Jing drank wine today."

The knife said excitedly: "Master, but the guy who was given a whip by you today?"

Fang Wu felt that the knife was too active, and worried that Fang Xing would be angry, so he grabbed him and walked outside.

"Master, master..."

Fang Xing's horrible cry of the knife did not relieve Fang Xing. He thought about Zhuang Jing's ugly attitude at Zhengyangmen today, and he felt that it was not quite right.

"Call Zhuang Jing!"

Ji Gang's face turned dark when he returned to the yamen, making those men walk on tiptoes, for fear of angering the big man.

When Zhuang Jing arrived, his entire face was swollen, one was the wound at the welt, and the other was the edema from too much sleep.

"My lord." Zhuang Jing was awakened with some anger. After seeing Ji Gang, he asked with joy: "My lord, but that kid is going to die?"

This is really which pot is not opened and which pot is to be lifted! Ji Gang's cheeks trembled, he forced his anger down, and asked, "Why did you provoke Fang Xing today? I want to be honest!"

Zhuang Jing's puffy eyes narrowly opened his way: "My lord, today's subordinates just want to stop him, really, just want to stop him, and then humiliate him. But I didn't expect...that Fang Xing would be so brutal."

"Snapped!"

Ji Gang patted the table and yelled, "I want to be honest! Who did you drink wine with today? What did you say? If a word is missed, the official will kill you!"

Zhuang Jing was agitated, and immediately knelt on the ground, her nose and tears confessed today's itinerary...

"...After the morning, the subordinates met Qingpi Zhao Er in Jinling City, had a drink with him, and then hid from the sun at Zhengyangmen..."

Ji Gang squinted his eyes and asked, "Then what did he say to you? Huh?"

Zhuang Jing raised his head, thinking hard...

"Then Zhao Erjia is here!"

Fang Wu looked at the small courtyard in front of him, and gave Xiaodao a wink.

The two turned in one after another, looking at the messy furnishings in the small courtyard and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

In such a chaotic place, it looks like a house that has been vacant for many years. Will anyone live in it?

Fang Wuzheng hesitated, but the knife pointed inside to signal someone.

The two of them touched the outside of a house with the door intact. Fang Wu had already heard the snoring inside, and gave a thumb to the knife, without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Fang Wu regretted it as soon as he kicked it out, and it felt like he had kicked the paper door.

Moreover, after the door fell to the ground, the musty odor of flying dust made the two suffer a lot.

Before the dust dissipated, the knife and Fang Wu pounced on the only furniture in the house: the bed.

The big man on the bed was flushed and he was opening his eyes in a daze, but what he could see was two figures rushing towards him.

...

"Husband, let's have cold noodles for dinner, okay? Use sesame sauce to accompany it."

Zhang Shuhui came in from the outside and saw Fang Xing lying on a rocking chair with a book on his face, not sure if he was sleeping.

The book squirmed a few times before being uncovered, Fang Xing said lazily, "Okay, but I need Huaniang to prepare some melon sticks and sauce."

"I also want……"

With the sound outside the door, Fang Xing didn't need to get up, knowing that the bell was also following Xiao Bai.

The bells chuckled in, first turned around Fang Xing's feet, and then ran outside to drink water.

In the bells drinking water, Xiaobai wiped the sweat off his face indiscriminately, and shouted with a pink face, "Madam, I want to eat beef...pork chops and a marinated egg."

Zhang Shuhui glared at Xiaobai when she heard the word cow, and she groaned when she changed it to pork chop: "You girl has been playing wild outside all day long, eat and eat! Be careful to be a fat girl!"

Xiaobai stuck out his tongue, making a face and said, "Master said I need to eat more to grow up, and run more to grow taller."

Zhang Shuhui glanced sideways and snorted, "If you become a fat girl, let's see if your young master wants you!"

Fang Xing got a headache when the wife and concubine played around.

The woman seemed to be playing around, but it was true or not. To be honest, Fang Xing really didn't know.

If you help Xiaobai, what would Zhang Shuhui think?

Do you think Fang Xing is preparing to dominate his concubine and destroy his wife?

But if she helped Zhang Shuhui, would Xiaobai, a rootless girl, hide in the blanket at night and cry secretly?

But as long as there is no sign of war, Fang Xing will ignore it.

"For peace, not war!"

Fang Xing prolonged his tone and said these words, and then before the two women could react, he said, "I'm hungry, I want to eat..."

Soon, a basin was placed in the middle of the dining table, still stainless steel.

The cold noodles are made in the basin, and there are a circle of seasonings and side dishes around.

Fang Xing made a large bowl for herself, then added seasoning and chili oil, sprinkled some chopped green onion, and was ready to dry.

Zhang Shuhui looked enviously at the red color inside Fang Xing's bowl, only dared to add a small amount of chili oil to her bowl, and then was inhaled by the spicy from time to time.

Xiaobai not only has cold noodles, but also a small piece of beef specially prepared for her...'Pork Chop'.

After dinner, Fang Xing used an excuse to digest and slipped into the woodshed.

"Master."

In the firewood room, Xin Laoqi is taking Fang Wuhe a knife to interrogate.

After Zhao Er, who was tied to a chair, saw Fang wake up, his mouth covered in rags made a humming sound.

The knife brought Fang Xing a chair, and Fang Xing sat down and said faintly: "Did he say it?"

"No, it's just started." Xin Laoqi played with a small hammer in his hands and asked Fang Wu to take off Zhao Er's shoes and socks.

"Let's talk." Xin Laoqi fixed Zhao Er's ankle with one hand and a small hammer in the other, and said impatiently: "My young master is here. If you have said it, then there will be a result. If you don't say it. ?"

"Puff!" Xin Laoqi suddenly waved the small hammer.

"Um...oooooo..."

Zhao Er's eyes almost went out of his sockets, his complexion flushed and he was struggling. But with Fang Wuhe and the knife, there is no room for him to move.

Fang Xing looked at Zhao Er's rapidly swollen toes, and motioned for the knife to remove the rag from his mouth.

"Ah...Uh!"

As soon as his mouth was free, Zhao Er shouted until a knife was inserted into his mouth.

"Shut up!" The knife slowly pulled out the knife and threatened: "If you shout again, you will cut off your tongue!"

"Ahem!"

Fang Xing saw that Zhao Er had given up, and asked in a deep voice, "Who asked you to invite Zhuang Jing to drink?"

Zhao Er panted and said, "I don't know..."

Xin Laoqi gave Fang Wu a look~www.NovelMTL.com~ When the rags just blocked Zhao Er's mouth, he was another hammer.

"Uuuuu..."

Fang Xing nodded when Zhao Er's eyes appeared pleading.

Sir Dybala says

I can’t hold it anymore, I just feel my brain is buzzing

To rest, get up early tomorrow and continue five shifts! ! !

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