"Ahhh, help!" Wang Zhideng struggled desperately in the water. "I can't swim, I don't want to die!"

Several followers hurriedly jumped into the water to save their old son.

After going down, I found that the water beside the dock was only as deep as my chest and could not kill anyone.

However, Wang Dacaizi struggled, his legs were like a turtle spraining the mud and sinking deeper, and it was like he was being planted in the mud.

After much effort, the followers rescued Wang Zhideng, who was choked, and he was choked on the shore.

"Puff..." Wang Zhideng climbed the pier with the help of his followers, spitting out a mouthful of lake water, his face turned pale and furious. "Child, I'm here to negotiate on behalf of the Xu family. Let your adults come out quickly!"

"Didn't you say, are you here to mediate? Why did you become the representative of the Xu family again?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile.

"What do children know? Don't cause trouble for your adults!" Wang Zhideng coughed repeatedly and cursed inwardly, insisting that you must open your butt later.

"Child, kid..." Zhao Hao was so angry. This was really an enemy in this world! He would destroy the grand image he had worked hard to build.

"Take him down!" Mr. Zhao said with a grim smile: "Tie a big stone!"

"Ah, come again?" Wang Zhideng almost fainted and struggled to get up to escape back to the boat, but was pressed to the ground by a wolf-like militia.

The followers wanted to rescue, but were pulled aside by the militia and separated from their master.

Secretary Ma widened his watery peach blossom eyes, and never expected that the young master would taste so good.

It seems that in the young master's mind, Xianglan is ten times more important than he imagined.

Thinking of this, Ma Xianglan felt as if her heart was filled with honey, and she also tightly held Zhao Hao's hand.

~~

The militia found a large stone, tied it to Wang Zhideng's feet, and then threw it into the lake with the people and the stones.

With two thuds, Wang Dacaizi was trapped in the lake again, and no one saved him this time.

Fortunately, Wang Zhideng was not so panicked when he was born again and again when he got to know each other. He found that as long as he didn't struggle, he wouldn't choke on the water, and as long as he didn't go up, he wouldn't be thrown down again.

Then he stood motionless in the water, and he could not help but reason with Zhao Hao.

"Young man, what do you want? The two armies are still not killed. I was just invited by the uncle of the Xu family to be a lobbyist. Whether you listen or not is your family's business. Why do you have to humiliate me so much?"

"I just don't like you and want to humiliate you, what's wrong?" Zhao Hao sneered: "If you dare to appear in front of me again, I will ask you to accompany Mr. Xu!"

"Second Master, where is Xu Er Master now?" This is also one of Wang Zhideng's missions on this trip.

"Here." Zhao Hao pointed at the direction of the camp gate with his chin. Wang Zhideng stretched his neck and looked over. Then he saw Xu Kun pushing the manure truck full of toilets and swaying to the dock.

Jinke inherited Qi Jiguang's fine tradition of "everything is big or small, everything has its own rules", and even the collected urine and defecation must be handled separately.

Urine must be dumped into the silt pond behind the camp to produce the Glauber's salt needed to make gunpowder. The manure must be sent to the newly opened vegetable fields outside the camp for compost...

Mr. Xu never knew that urination and urination were treasures.

This made him feel a little accomplished about his work.

He pushed the dung truck by the dock expressionlessly, and suddenly heard someone shouting in the water.

"Second Master, is Mr. Xu you?"

"Ah?" Xu Kun subconsciously looked in the sound, and after seeing clearly that the man planted in the water was Wang Dacaizi who followed him to eat and drink all day long.

He hurriedly turned his head to the other side. "No, it's not me, my surname is Xu!"

After saying that, he quickly took a small step and ran away with the manure truck.

"Look, what a job that suits him. Mr. Xu has been sublimated." Mr. Zhao turned around and smiled at Wang Zhideng and said, "A waste like you who have accomplished nothing in your thirties and who relies on parasitics to help you live all day long should also be baptized by labor with him."

"Vomit..." Wang Zhideng vomited just by imagining.

"Get out, don't let me see you again."

Zhao Hao felt that the image of this guy in Sister Ma's eyes had been destroyed so much that he could no longer be destroyed. So he had no interest in humiliating him again. He held Ma Xianglan's little hand and returned to the camp with a refreshing look.

At this time, a frog jumped onto Wang Zhideng's head and screamed.

Wang Dacaizi couldn't figure out how he messed with this little kid?

Could this be the legendary natural horoscope?

~~

When he entered the camp courtyard, he still held Ma Xianglan's hand.

"I came back so late, and my breakfast was cold..." Qiaoqiao came out of the kitchen with a basin of silver fish ball soup.

Seeing this, my eyes almost glared. "You, you..."

Ma Xianglan quickly pulled out her hand and hid in the house with a red face.

"It's not what you think. I'm doing it for people to see." Zhao Hao hurriedly explained to Qiaoqiao, and took the meatball soup from her hand. "It smells so good."

"I, I didn't think of anything." Qiao Qiao's face was pink and pink, and she was embarrassed for her reaction just now. "Just don't let Miss Jiang think about it."

Zhao Hao said laughing and crying: "What does this have to do with Miss Jiang?"

"It will be related sooner or later." Qiaoqiao also blushed and hid in the house.

"What do you care about?" Mr. Zhao was so upset at the meatball soup, and then sniffed: "It smells good, it smells good..."

So I ignored these strange things and took the soup into the house for breakfast.

~~

Crossing the Yingbu Street, Jiang Xueying and Ye's house temporarily lived.

Miss Jiang was sitting at the stone table and was carefully wiping her beloved short gun with a piece of deer skin.

Suddenly the gate of the yard was pushed open, and Miss Jiang was so scared that she hid her gun.

When she saw that it was the rash Xiao Yun'er, she rolled her eyes in anger and put the gun back on the table from under her skirt.

"Miss, guess what I saw just now?" Xiao Yun'er ran to the table, her little face full of worries.

"Hello?" Jiang Xueying put gunpowder into the gun and compacted it with a strip, but no bullets were placed.

"It's almost the same. I saw Mr. Zhao and his secretary come back from outside holding hands." Xiaoyun said with an exaggerated expression: "So many people are watching, but they don't know how to avoid suspicion."

"What's wrong with me? They have a good relationship. If you hold hands, what's the point of making a fuss?"

Jiang Xueying was unmoved at all and filled another gun. Then she asked Xiaoyun to take out her gun and load it up one by one.

"Compared with that, you should hurry up and practice four-shots with both hands."

Miss Jiang has decided to push Xiao Yun'er out to satisfy Zhao Hao's curiosity.

But she has to practice the ability to fire four shots at the same time first, so that her brother can make sense...

"Miss, I can't practice..." Xiao Yun'er's little face immediately collapsed.

She had two small hands and four guns.

After practicing these days, my hands have cramped.

Several times the gun accidentally landed on the ground, and the sparks from the gun barrel burned several holes in her skirt.

"If you can't practice, you will marry Gao Wu as your wife." Jiang Xueying smiled and said, "Brother Zhao said, please help me tell him a good marriage."

"Ah!" When Xiao Yun'er thought of the scar on that side, she was fierce and fierce, and she had a dark face and didn't speak all day long.

He suddenly felt creepy and nodded quickly and said, "I will practice, I will definitely practice it!"
Chapter completed!