Others followed suit, and there were two classic retaining projects, such as throwing rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves, and the scene was once embarrassing.

Yan Sanlang was short, squeezed among a group of adults, and was almost pushed to the ground and trampled. In the chaos, this kind of thing is common.

Fortunately, someone grabbed his shoulder at this time, protected him in front of his chest, and blocked the other people's pushes for him.

Yan Sanlang looked up and saw that it was Duan Fang.

The man grinned at him.

Later, the office officer forced the way to open the road, and Yan Sanlang and others rushed out.

He is also a small person. He is sandwiched in the middle by others and is almost not attacked by unknown objects. However, he stayed away from the crowd and sneaked into an open space. When he saw the bamboo basket being squeezed through the hole, he could see the white cat curled up inside, with an unhappy face.

"Is it okay?"

The cat meowed, very dissatisfied, but safe and sound.

Yan Sanlang was relieved and Duan Fang walked over and patted his shoulder, "Are you injured?"

The boy shook his head.

Duan Fang should have used the protective energy, and his satin blue robe had no trace of dirt splashing, but he smiled bitterly on his face, "It's the first time I've seen such a riot." This child's downward tram was very stable. If it were other peers, he might have been squeezed to the ground long ago.

"Thank you." Yan Sanlang said thank you seriously. This is not a place for long-term stay. He turned around and walked out, "This is not a riot."

One year, there was a famine in the city. The government office opened a warehouse to provide disaster relief. People robbed people. Some people were trampled to death on the spot. Many people were arrested and went to jail.

That scene is called riot.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Duan Fang walked beside him, "These are very popular. Recently, you should not go out except for working."

People can do anything in a great sorrow and grief. The families of these deceased can collide with the chamber of commerce, and of course they may also retaliate against the chamber of commerce members.

"I am young." Yan Sanlang was just an insignificant small accountant, and the time he had entered the Hengxi Chamber of Commerce was short.

The last part is solemn, "I'm afraid someone will take the opportunity to make a fool of themselves."

Yan Sanlang stopped talking. He made some sense. In the current situation, I am afraid that someone will take the opportunity to cause trouble and cause trouble.

"Go to the market first, I want to buy something." Since Duan Fang volunteered to be a bodyguard, he ordered him without hesitation.

Duan Fang indeed accompanied him to the market and bought a dark brown rattan box.

This is a book box commonly used by scholars. Its volume is much larger than the original bamboo basket. The outside is finely woven with old vines and a layer of wood paint can prevent insects from being eroded and eroded. The inside is a layer of oil cloth, which can also block water on rainy days. The box is not heavy. Although Yan Sanlang is young, he is about to open up the bladder meridian and his strength is much greater than before. He can easily carry it on his back.

He carried the rattan box and said to the white cat, "Change it."

Duan Fang saw the cat jumping into the vine box obediently, revealing his head to observe the surroundings.

It is much spacious than a bamboo basket, and it has a partition, so the things Yan Sanlang put in will not hurt her.

The white cat was very satisfied.

Duan Fang praised, "You are so well-dressed, and it seems that you can understand human words." After saying that, he received a roll of his eyes from the cat and became even more certain of his guess.

“She has spirituality.”

Duan Fang sighed lightly and touched his head, "Fortunately it has spirituality."

He was in the Chamber of Commerce for a few days and heard from others about Yan Sanlang. This child is an orphan, without a father or mother, and has no support. Of course, he has no friends. He only has a white cat as his companion in a foreign land, which is very pitiful.

There was a pool of water on the ground. The passing grocery shopping woman didn't pay attention and slid apart. The apples and sweet potatoes in the basket rolled away several feet away. Duan Fang quickly stepped forward, helped her up, and picked up the fruits and vegetables for her.

The woman thanked her repeatedly, and the fortress gave Duan Fang two apples, and he smiled and took them away.

...

When he arrived outside Yan Sanlang's yard, Duan Fangyang Yangyang had a bag of tea in his hand. "The good tea came from Ma Zhanguan. It is said that only ten taels of silver are worth one tael. Do you want to taste it?"

Yan Sanlang shook his head. He is still a child, what tea should he drink?

Can you chat happily? "The Chamber of Commerce was besieged, and I can't go back to my residence for the time being. Can you keep me in for half a night?"

Yan Sanlang looked at him carefully, his eyes so focused and careful. Duan Fang couldn't help but caress his face, "Is it very handsome?"

"No."

“…”

Yan Sanlang opened the door lock and said, "Come in." Duan Fang spoke, and did help him tonight. He would be useless if he stopped someone outside.

But, what's wrong with this guy always wanting to run to his house?

Is there any treasure hidden in a haunted house?

Thinking of this, his heart moved slightly, but he went to boil water without hesitation.

The second time I went to Yan Sanlang's house as a guest, Duan Fang was less restrained and began to walk around. "Which room are you sleeping in?"

Yan Sanlang didn't raise his head, "It's from the east."

Duan Fang said oh. He was standing outside the east room at this time, and he didn't walk in out of politeness. However, the stranger's eyesight was far beyond ordinary people. When he stood at the door, he could see the traces clearly.

The room was very neat and spotless. Yan Sanlang said that he lived in the east room, but there was almost no boy's hair in the room, but there were a few chunks of cat hair.

At this time, a light sound came from beside him. Duan Fang turned his head and saw the white cat lying on the branch, staring at him from a high place.

The gaze seemed to be speculating, and it was also like surveillance.

He couldn't help but remember what Yan Sanlang said just now that this cat is very spiritual.

Could it be a cat demon? But he couldn't feel any demonic energy from the white cat.

He walked to the woodshed again and saw the large wooden barrel inside and smiled, "Why do you use two wooden barrels alone?" One of them still had a faint smell of medicine. He specialized in herbal medicine. He smelled a few lightly and could tell that the medicinal materials inside were all used to relax muscles and activate the medicinal herbs and radiate the blood and blood. However, after refining, the specific year and medicinal properties of the medicine were not very clear.

Yan Sanlang paused. The other bucket was used by Qiansui. Of course, he had never seen her take a bath, but only heard the sound of water coming from the closed door. This woman was so strange. She obviously had skin cleansing techniques, but she was fond of taking baths in hot water. Aren’t cats afraid of water and hate water? Besides, charcoal is actually quite expensive...

He casually said, "The one leaked."

Duan Fang smiled again. Qiansui was lying on the branch and could see the shallow smile patterns on the corners of his eyes.

The man wandered around and walked back to the yard to sit. The yard was not small, and it was actually very comfortable to sit under the big tree and look up at the starry sky.

The water boiled.

Yan Sanlang lifted the hot water to the stone table in the yard. Interestingly, there were two tea cups in the house. Although they were just made of green pottery and had a rough texture, they were better than taking a bowl to drink tea.

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Chapter completed!