Wang Lang was going to ask, Feng Sanniang left while humming the song.

Han Yin patted his head, "Why are you not sleeping well these two days? Brother Liu, lend me your sleep-aid stuff."

Zhang Minghao, who was licking the plate, casually said, "In my room, you can get it yourself and don't touch anything else. I installed some explosives yesterday. It's easy to fry."

Hu Die looked at Wang Lang sympathetically, "Second brother, I'm asking for good luck. Mr. Su was so angry that he was dizzy when he mentioned you last time."

"Not that, I didn't do anything to sorry for him." Wang Lang lit a cigarette.

"I don't know this. It seems that it was because what you did abroad came to his ears. While calling his son a waste, he said you were a turtle grandson. Anyway, you will have some snacks when you go tomorrow." Hu Die solemnly patted Wang Lang on the shoulder and stood up and left.

Wang Lang was left alone to smoke a dull cigarette.

Han Yin passed by the door, and Wang Lang hurriedly shouted, "Lao Qi, you go with me to see Lao Su tomorrow."

"If you don't go, you won't go to death. This old guy grew up with gunpowder and exploded at all. Last time he asked me to join the army, I didn't go, so he almost let him chop it alive." Han Yin held a thing and shook his head back to the house like a rattle.

"Old Six." Wang Lang looked at Zhang Minghao with a smile. Zhang Minghao put down the plate, "Second brother, look."

As he spoke, Zhang Minghao lifted up his skin and let Wang Lang look at his back. A scar of nearly twenty centimeters was, "If I hadn't run fast, he could have chopped me up. Second brother, I'll give you something later and you'll put it on tomorrow so that he won't be chopped."

"Is this old guy wrong?" Wang Lang touched Zhang Minghao's scar.

Zhang Minghao put down his clothes and said, "Second brother, take care of him."

Lin Yaqi, who was packing the tableware, hesitated for a moment, "Why do I go with you?"

"No need, this old guy is crazy, and he may not be able to slash you with one knife. By the way, I'll go out for free in the evening, so don't make it for me." Wang Lang extinguished the cigarette butt and went out. Lin Yaqi looked at Wang Lang's back and was stunned.

I drank half a night with Dong Dabao. After the old man asked Wang Langguan to lie down, he didn't say a word, didn't drink crazy, and just fell asleep quietly.

Wang Lang covered himself with a quilt and then walked back.

The door had been locked, and the beggar was sleeping in the door, Wang Lang went up and kicked, "Who was going in, what are you sleeping here?"

Beggar rubbed his eyes, "Are you all sleeping? Where is it different? You guy smells like alcohol and drinks such good wine, but you didn't bring me any back."

"The village chief is here, the village chief is asleep. You can have a few more sips when you go there now."

When the beggar heard it, Sa Huanzi ran away.

Wang Lang climbed over the wall and found Lin Yaqi sitting at the door and asleep when he touched the room.

After taking a photo, Lin Yaqi woke up.

"Why don't you go back and sleep here?" Wang Lang asked.

Lin Yaqi rubbed her eyes and said, "I have cooked sobering soup for you."

Wang Lang was silent for a moment, "Thank you."

"Good night." Lin Yaqi got up and went back to her room.

Before dawn the next day, Wang Lang sneaked up and was about to climb over the wall to go out. He was not going to find Mr. Su anyway. As soon as he ran to the door, he found Feng Sanniang shaking his legs and smoking.

"What are you doing?" Feng Sanniang sneered.

"Exercise, morning jog." Wang Lang smiled embarrassedly.

"You are the one I grew up watching me. How can I not know what you think?" Feng Sanniang shook her legs.

Wang Lang smiled dryly and squeezed Feng Sanniang's shoulders, "You are tired, I'll give you a shoulder."

"Let me tell you, if someone surnamed Su dares to attack you today, will you hit him? It doesn't matter if you kill him, do you understand?" Feng Sanniang took a sip of cigarettes and vomited Wang Lang's face.

"Don't worry, Master's wife, you must call him a third-level disabled person."

"At dawn, take a jar of the wine your senior brother made and take it over." Feng Sanniang said again.

"Okay."

After a while, Feng Sanniang suddenly said, "Don't you, the master's wife is most worried about you, and the one who is most sorry for you is you. The reason why she made an engagement for you is to make you feel like a home, but you later asked the master's wife to retreat. Some time ago, this girl came to our house alone. I didn't let her in, so she knelt outside the gate for two weeks. The master's wife finally couldn't bear to watch it and let her in.

The second brother, to be honest, the master’s wife likes this girl very much. She is quiet, smart, and well-educated, but she does have some flaws in dealing with her relationships. No one is perfect. The second brother, I think…”

Wang Lang suddenly interrupted Feng Sanniang, "Master's wife, do you believe in fate?"

Feng Sanniang was silent.

Wang Lang extinguished Feng Sanniang's cigarette butts, "Master's wife, she and I always feel like something is almost there. At first I didn't know what it was, but later I realized that it was fate.

Every time I don’t want to talk about feelings, she will appear. Isn’t it because of the lack of fate?”

"Have you broken through the seventh level of the Divine Dragon?"

"Um."

"A breakthrough?" Feng Sanniang asked again.

This time it was Wang Lang's turn to remain silent.

"Leave time, time will give you the answer. Master's wife no matter what you end up in the end, Master's wife just hopes that you will not ask for regrets in the future, but you can have a clear conscience." Feng Sanniang looked up at Wang Lang and reached out to grab Wang Lang's hand, just like when she was a child, she started to reason after hitting Wang Lang.

Wang Lang focused on the key points.

Feng Sanniang patted Wang Lang's back of his hand, "Go back and sleep for a while, go find Lao Liu at dawn. He made a vest before. You put it on before going to see someone named Su. But one thing is that if he asks you to join the army, don't agree. There is no need to join the army when he serves loyally. This Su has muscles in his head and needs to be beaten."

Wang Lang grinned and sent Feng Sanniang back to the house. Wang Lang slept for a while.

After getting up in the morning for breakfast, Zhang Minghao gave Wang Lang another vest, a lightweight one, without any weight. Wang Lang turned it around again, "Lao Liu, aren't you lying to me? Lao Su Jin'er is big, you don't know."

"Don't worry, second brother, if you don't believe it, you can go to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife and try it yourself."

Wang Lang tried it, but his clothes were not torn.

Carrying a jar of wine, Wang Lang rode his motorcycle to another town.

Finally, I stopped in front of an old house with two words "Su House" on the plaque at the door.

The door was tightly closed, and a sign was hung at the door.

Visitors are not allowed.

Wang Lang knocked on the door, but no one answered. Wang Lang slapped the door hard.

Still no one.

When Wang Lang was about to move, a car parked in front of the door and got off a middle-aged man with golden silk-edged eyes. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with a big back, and his eyes were full of cunning.

Seeing Wang Lang about to kick the door, the man shouted, "What are you doing!"

Wang Lang turned around, "Su Jingzhong?"

The man looked up and down at Wang Lang, "Wang Lang?"

An old man came down from Su Jingzhong's car. He was quite old, but his body was as tall as a spear. His eyes were sharp and his clothes were neatly worn, and his whole person had aura.

Following a car, four young men came out to protect the old man.

"Please, Mr. Tong." Su Jingzhong turned around and made a call.

The old man nodded.

Su Jingzhong ran up and knocked on the door, turned his head and looked at Wang Lang again, "We have a distinguished guest at home today, so come again someday."
Chapter completed!