After Xiuxian came back, I became a vegetable farmer

Lao Fang asked inside, and at the same time sent people to Zhang Song's house to investigate.

These years, he has relied heavily on his son-in-law, and almost everything has been entrusted to him. On the one hand, it is to cultivate Zhang Song, and on the other hand, he is really old and afraid of trouble.

Now he wanted to investigate Zhang Song, but he couldn't find a suitable man for a while.

I can only look for the old man before, who is said to be an old man, but in fact he is ten years younger than Lao Fang.

"A Song, I have treated you well these years." Lao Fang is still playing the emotional card, "If you have done something wrong, tell me now, maybe there is still room for turning around."

Zhang Song is innocent, "Dad, I've been by your side all these years, don't you understand me? Why do you think that I have a problem just based on Mr. Liu's words?"

Lao Fang didn't talk to him, "I'll give you an hour, you stay here and think about it carefully, if you think of anything, tell me."

After Lao Fang left.

The moment the door of the interrogation room was closed, Zhang Song lowered his head, in a blind spot of surveillance, with an extremely sinister expression on his face.

Lao Fang waited in the district office for an hour until the old member came back.

"Old Fang, I took someone to his house to search carefully, and there is nothing unusual." The old member said sincerely.

Lao Fang looked at the person in front of him with eyes that eagerly wanted to prove what he said was true.

"Understood, go and do your own business, I'll let him out later." Lao Fang smiled and said, "I'll scare this kid."

The old member smiled knowingly, "Mr. Fang is still playful, but Mr. Zhang is still young, so don't be scared away, it's appropriate."

After the man left, Lao Fang directly locked the door of the interrogation room.

How many good people are left in the association?

"Old Fang, are you going out?"

Lao Fang walked to the door of the building and was seen by the old member just now.

"It's time for lunch, let's order something."

"You don't need to go in person for this kind of thing, just leave it to me or to Mr. Zhang."

"Hey, I have to go by myself." Fang Lao said, "Ah Song is still locked up, I'll go order a meal and apologize to him personally."

At the door, Lao Fang took a taxi directly to Zhang Song's house.

The door of the house is closed, and he doesn't have the key to the house, but he called his daughter Fang Lan before he arrived just now.

At this time, it's time to get home.

He waited patiently at the door for half an hour before his daughter arrived home in a hurry.

"Dad, why did you call me here in such a hurry?" The daughter was very impatient.

"I must be looking for you because of something. Is it necessary to be so impatient?"

The daughter sighed, "I can't talk about anything on the phone, so I ran into a telephone pole on the road and almost couldn't come back. You will be happy then."

Lao Fang ignored his daughter's words of stabbing him, but asked, "You didn't get hurt anywhere, did you?"

The daughter didn't answer, and found the key from the bag to open the door.

"I'm asking you something, are you okay?"

"Hey, are you concerned about me?" Fang Lan didn't go in after entering the door, but stood at the entrance, "What do you want?"

Lao Fang really wanted to ask, what happened to him?Why do you treat him like this?

But now is not the time to say, "How are you and Zhang Song doing?"

The daughter mocked: "Are you talking about this again? I really don't know, is he your illegitimate child outside? Why are you so nice to him?"

"Xiaolan, I treat him well, I just hope he treats you well." Lao Fang only defended himself, and then immediately returned to the topic, "He is a very problematic person, it is best for you not to get in touch with him during this period of time. , take the child and go back to live with me first."

When Lao Fang said this, he had already wandered into the room.

"Did you father and son quarrel?" Fang Lan was speechless, "I didn't live with him in the first place."

"What?" Lao Fang stopped checking and looked at his daughter in surprise.

"Your son didn't tell you about this?" Fang Lan said, "We have been separated for almost a year."

"What about the child?"

"The child should live on both sides." Fang Lan saw the wedding photo hanging on the wall, feeling repelled in her heart, "Your son has to visit the child every day, and he said he couldn't live without the child."

If he didn't make this trip today, he wouldn't even know that his daughter's marriage situation is like this.

It's all separated, and Zhang Song is still performing the role of a loving wife in front of him.

Old Fang gritted his teeth angrily, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big matter?"

"What's the use of telling you?" Zhang Lan asked back, "Aren't you on his side? Did I tell you to let you nag me?"

"When will I stand by his side?" Lao Fang stretched out his hand, "Come on, let's put everything aside.

Have you seen anything strange at home or around Zhang Song? "

Fang Lan: "You."

"Speak well!"

"A man with a deep mind like him, even if there is something strange, will he let me see it?" Fang Lan asked back.

Since you can't ask, then look for it, look for it carefully.

But looking around the house, I couldn't really find anything out of the ordinary.

Some valuable things in the house belonged to his daughter. Zhang Song and all his things were acting too normal.

The more this is the case, the more it feels wrong.

He opened the window, stood in a place where the wind was convective, and released his spiritual power to sense carefully.

He searched room by room, inch by inch, and when he found his granddaughter's bedroom, he suddenly had a strange reaction.

The spiritual power he radiated was actually absorbed.

Lao Fang immediately followed the direction where the spiritual power disappeared, and the problem turned out to be his granddaughter's mattress.

He immediately lifted the quilt on the bed and asked Fang Lan to get the scissors.

"What happened to you?"

"I don't have time to explain it to you now, wait until I find the things."

After scratching the mattress, Lao Fang found a scratch on the latex mattress, and when he peeled it away, he saw a piece of yellow paper stuffed inside.

The moment he saw this piece of paper, things in Lao Fang's mind were linked together.

Why does my granddaughter have a stable horoscope, but she is always weak and sick.

But who would attack his own daughter?

"What is this? Why did he stuff this kind of thing under the child's mattress?" Fang Lan looked at the thing that was taken out, and suddenly felt that the surrounding area was extremely cold.

The yellow paper was folded into a triangle, and opened according to the traces, it was obvious that it was a spell.

The runes drawn with cinnabar reveal a strange energy.

"What the hell is this?" Although Fang Lan is the daughter of a cultivator, she has no talent for cultivation. Not only does she have no talent, but she is also particularly afraid of spiritual runes.

"It's a spell."

"Of course I do! What is it for, why is it in the child's mattress?"

Lao Fang carefully identified the runes, and could see that it was a kind of spell, and it seemed to be related to transfer through the above spells.