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Chapter three hundred and sixty drag

The autumn rain was drizzling, and Qiao Zheng and his son rushed back to Pinghe City. Both of them had a deep look of fatigue on their faces. Qiao Shan looked like he was a little older.

Qiao Yunran frowned at Qiao Shan like this, and she quietly asked Qiao Shan: "Have you suffered a great loss from your tribe members in the capital?"

Tears flashed in Qiao Shan's eyes, and he shook his head and smiled, "Sister, I understand now that soft knife is the most powerful knife. My grandfather was finally buried on the ancestral mountain, and I have nothing to say."

Qiao Shan looked at Qiao Yunran and thought about it again and whispered: "Sister, I finally went to the Weizheng Escort Agency to ask for someone. The people in the Escort Agency knew about the affairs of uncle and Mr. Ran. They said about the medicinal herbs that day, thank you for your hard work."

Qiao Yunran nodded softly and said, "The people in the Weizheng Escort Agency are nostalgic people, so you can know it in your heart."

Qiao Shan looked at Qiao Yunran and whispered: "Sister, I have used up all your favors. If you have something to do in the future, I am afraid it will not be so convenient."

Qiao Yunran looked at Qiao Shan and shook his head slightly and said, "There are human feelings and relationships. I know the care of the escort agency. I am happy in my heart. If you arrive in a place and are so stupid that you don't know how to ask for help from others, I will scold you for being unaware of it. Do you understand? You use it well."

Qiao Shan did not tell Qiao Yunran the reason to ask for the escort agency, but Qiao Yunran understood in his heart how many years Qiao Shan grew up suddenly, and his tribe members really made him feel the indifference of the world.

Qiao Shan didn't say anything, but Qiao Zheng told Qiao Zhaoshi. He was crying while talking. Qiao Zhaoshi looked at Qiao Zheng and sighed: "Brother Zheng, your grandfather and grandmother are already confused, why do you think about them and not let go?"

Qiao Zheng looked at Qiao Zhaoshi with a wry smile and said, "Brother Shi, you have to be right. I thought I wouldn't care about them, but I still remember the bloody feelings in my heart, but others don't remember the people in my father's room. They think our whole family is dead outside.

That was my father's biological parents. In the end, there was no human touch among the elders in the clan. I knew that my father wanted to be buried in the ancestral grave in the end, and I wanted to fulfill my father's intentions, but my grandfather and grandmother came forward to stop him again and again, and in the end they could only use the juniors to suppress them."

Qiao Zheng didn't tell Qiao Zhaoshi. He almost mistakenly thought that the Qiao family was not in good condition and did not go to his house to inform him. As a result, he thought so before, and the neighbors behind him told the truth.

The Qiao family sent someone to inform his grandfather and grandmother, and gave his grandfather a bag of money to settle the house, saying that when the Qiao family's little master was settled, the father-in-law and his family would return home.

But no one thought that Mrs. Qiao's family would have been there for so many years, and Mrs. Qiao was gone directly outside. The neighbors naturally asked Qiao Zheng to understand more about his grandfather's sadness about his grandfather's loss of his son.

Qiao Zheng knew that his grandfather and grandmother wanted to find him for money, but Qiao Zheng did not want to feed his grandfather and grandmother's ambition. He told him that their family was having a hard time living outside. This time, he was able to return to the capital because he borrowed favors from others.

The father and son struggled back and forth, both of them felt tired, and they were getting closer and closer to the day chosen by the insider, and there was no solution to the matter in that place.

Qiao Zheng's grandfather and grandmother even came to the door to ask for filial piety, which made Qiao Shan so angry that he ran to the door of Weizheng's escort bureau. He felt that this place in the entire capital made him feel a little close.

Naturally, he would not tell the doorman that he was here to ask for help. He just said that he had worked as a mate at the Weizheng Escort Agency in Pinghe City before.

He told the concierge about interesting things about running rafts. He mentioned Qiao Zhao's father and daughter. As a result, the concierge seemed to remember hearing about a young master who identified herbs. Qiao Shan nodded directly and said that it was his brother of the same surname.

The concierge looked at Qiao Shan's eyes and said, "Little brother, we heard that Mr. Dan is not old, but his ability to identify herbs is accurate.

All the herbs were wrong, and their appearance was very correct. The old pharmacist suspected that it was done by the adults, and you were the one who took the credit for it."

When Qiao Shan heard the doorman's words, he immediately explained: "She doesn't want such a false reputation. She just wants to do things in her heart and has never been greedy for any reputation. Besides, she is not old and can't stand too much praise."

At this time, the concierge remembered to ask Qiao Shan why he had arrived in the capital. When Qiao Shan heard the concierge ask this, his eyes immediately turned red, and he talked about the family matters.

He told the concierge that he knew no one in the capital. He just saw the door sign of Weizheng Escort Agency approaching, and he thought of stopping at the door of the escort agency. If he was lucky, he would be able to see people coming from the northwest.

The concierge was angry when he heard Qiao Shan's words and said, "As long as the people from our Weizheng Escort Agency make sense, they will not be able to get angry with this kind of coward. Wait, I know where you are talking about, I will help you find a suitable person to ask."

When the concierge was about to walk inside, he turned to Qiao Shan again: "Are you particularly close to Mr. Ran?"

Qiao Shan nodded affirmatively and said, "I have been led by him in the mountains since I was a child. I am a brother and I."

The concierge nodded gently and said, "It's so great. However, I have a reputation in the capital. Will he come to the capital in the future?"

Qiao Shan looked at the doorman with a bitter face and said, "Uncle, I can't lie to you, but I can't make the decision about whether I come to the capital or not. That's what I, Uncle Qiao, can do."

The concierge looked at Qiao Shan's bitter face and shook his head with a funny look, "I heard that Uncle Qiao you mentioned is already a juren. He is from the capital. He should come to the capital next year. Will that young master Ran come with him?"

Qiao Shan could only look at the door of the door with a bitter face and said, "I don't know now. I just want to sit at the door of the escort agency for a while. If you have something to do, just go busy. Don't pay attention to me. I figured it out in my heart. I'll leave in a while."

At this time, Qiao Shan also understood in his heart that his family affairs were just family affairs in the eyes of many people, but fortunately he did not directly say the request.

The concierge quickly brought a person out of the escort agency. The man came out and looked at Qiao Shan carefully for a while, nodded gently and said, "I have seen you once. You were with Mr. Ran at that time, and you were his younger brother."

After the man asked Qiao Shan carefully some things, he looked at Qiao Shan without raising his eyebrows and said, "Your child is a little stupid. This is not a big deal. Your father and son's request is not excessive. Your father is from the Qiao family, and he is qualified to be buried in his own grave."
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