Mozun boss is working as an aunt in farming

Chapter 549

Listening to He Changfeng's words, Si Qing keenly grasped the problem: "You said that my father took me away from the county in a hurry, what happened?"

He Changfeng shook his head: "Young master, I don't know the specific reason, I only know that the old master left very suddenly, as if avoiding something.

I originally thought that the old club might come back after leaving for a while, but who knows that the old club is gone forever, and even you have disappeared. Only the thief surnamed Meng came back and took all the property of the old club as his own . "

He Changfeng gritted his teeth with hatred at this point.

"I originally wanted to report to the police, but I accidentally leaked the news and the thief poisoned me. Fortunately, I escaped when I went out, but all the family members died of poisoning except my wife.

Seeing that I escaped, the dog accused me of poisoning and killing my family members. Fortunately, the magistrate of the county was so clear that I was not allowed to sit in an unjust prison, but the man kicked me out of the restaurant and inn because of this. In order to survive, I had to set up a stall at the gate of the city. Selling wontons for a meal, but I didn't expect to meet you, the young boss. "

As He Changfeng spoke, he was already sobbing.

In the past two years, he hated himself all the time for his incompetence, for not being able to guard the restaurant and inn of his old club, and for causing trouble to his family, even the only child of his old club could not be found.

Fortunately, God finally opened his eyes and allowed him to meet the young master's family. Seeing that the young master's family was raised white and tender, and well dressed, he finally felt a little comforted.

While wiping his tears, he turned around and kowtowed to Si Zhengping and the others: "Thanks to your trouble, my young master."

Si Zhengping felt that he couldn't bear this bow, so he quickly knelt down, kowtowed to He Changfeng and returned.

Said: "Brother He's gift is absolutely unacceptable to me, not to mention that the ancestors have great kindness in our village, aunts and grandmothers are our elders, and it is natural for us younger generations to take care of the elders. It is also us who want to say thank you." Thank you."

Si Zhengping held He Changfeng's hand: "Our ancestors are honored to have such a heartfelt subordinate like you. In order to protect our aunt's family business, even your family members lost their lives. Compared to you, It's too far away."

Speaking of this, Si Zhengping couldn't help but his eyes turned red. He was really happy for his ancestors, but he was sad at the same time.

It would be great if the old ancestor was still alive, the man surnamed Meng, let's see how he dares to be arrogant.

Listening to Si Zhengping's heartfelt words, He Changfeng cried even more heartbreakingly.

Si Zhengping couldn't help crying too, and the two people, whose combined age was more than 100 years old, hugged their heads and cried.

Secretary: ...

Wang Sanlang and the others: ...

After crying bitterly, Si Zhengping mentioned to He Changfeng that they were going to find Butler Meng today.

Unexpectedly, when He Changfeng heard this, he hurriedly stopped them: "Young master, you can't go to him, butler Meng has vicious thoughts, maybe he will kill you."

Si Qing thought for a while when she heard the words. If Steward Meng's thoughts were really so vicious, she would not be afraid, but if she was really targeted, Dajia Village would be in danger.

After thinking about it for a moment, Si Qing decided not to go to see Butler Meng, and it would not be too late to do it when the time was right.

When leaving He Changfeng's place, Si Zhengping warmly invited He Changfeng to go with him to the village.

But he was rejected by He Changfeng. In his words: "The Shaodong family is still young, so it's better to have as little contact as possible, so as not to attract the attention of Butler Meng."

So Si Qing and Si Zhengping returned to the village.

Today, Qingcai was sold for a total of 140 taels of silver, and Si Qing's [-]% was thrown away, leaving [-] taels of silver.

(End of this chapter)