Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 83

Lin Sheng looked at the car approaching from a distance, and grinned, "The fat-headed fish is hooked!"

Take out the dart and aim at the oncoming car!

The car crossed the potholed dirt road, and the driver saw the two people in the moonlight from afar.

"No, there is someone in front!"

As soon as the driver finished speaking, the car tilted, the tires on the front wheels were flat, and the driver stopped the car.

When Huang Jingyu sat up, he saw Lin Sheng's face that deserved a beating.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Huang, I lost my hand! Come down and have a chat!"

The driver and the co-pilot's soldiers pointed their guns at Lin Sheng, "What do you want to do? People who dare to touch our Huang family don't want to live anymore?"

Lin Sheng knocked on the car glass with a dart, "I'm sorry, I'm the type who wants to kill you!" There was an uninhibited and rampant smile in his smile.

"We're going to order the next batch of munitions, but our Young Master Yan wants to invite Young Master Huang to get out of the car and have a chat!"

Huang Jingyu knew that it was Yan Qingchen, so he had nothing to be afraid of.

If he really dared to take his own life, he would have done it in Heifengtang.

After getting out of the car, Yan Qingchen had already walked over.

Huang Jingyu had his signature bright smile on his face, "Young Master Yan is reluctant to part with me?"

Before I finished writing, Yan Qingchen's fist had already hit his face.

Immediately afterwards, there was a fierce and domineering beating, which was ruthless but not terribly hit.

Although Huang Jingyu was about the same age as him, she was raised pampered since she was a child, but after two or three moves, she was powerless to fight back, and was hanged and beaten by Yan Qingchen.

Seeing that the two soldiers were about to draw their guns, Lin Sheng pointed to a group of people who appeared out of nowhere.

"It's better to be flattering, otherwise your young master won't be beaten!"

"Oh, Yan Qingchen, wait for me, you sick bastard!" Huang Jingyu was beaten
"Oh, Yan Qingchen, wait for me, you sick bastard!" Huang Jingyu's nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the beating, and he had no chance of fighting back.

Yan Qingchen threw him on the ground, "Your father arrested my Yan family, and I beat his son, it's not rude to come and go! This plan will settle the dispute."

Huang Jingyu limped up and rolled his eyes, "You beat my father for what he did, what are you going to do with me?"

He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned his teeth in pain as he pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Qingchen, "Father's debt is paid by the son. These injuries are far more useful on you than on him!"

Huang Jingyu, "Wo Cao, you are immoral or not!"

Yan Qingchen stood in the dark night, staring at him, "There are some things, you should pay the price when you encounter them!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Jingyu went straight without waiting for Huang Jingyu to waste his time.

Lin Sheng followed and took a serious look at Huang Jingyu's face, "Tsk tsk tsk, it hurts, it's right. Go back and let your father feel sorry for you. If you dare to pay attention to the Yan family in the future, it's not because your son gets a beating Something happened!"

Huang Jingyu saw that he was getting into trouble, and he couldn't help but get angry, "Wait for me, you sick child, didn't you just play on the battlefield for a few years? I don't know who will fight whoever I have practiced for two years!"

Clutching his wound, he limped back.

At Huang's house, Marshal Huang looked at the wound on his son's face, "You bastard, what good do I want you to be? I lost the ammunition, and the beating was for nothing!"

The sister-in-law applied medicine to Huang Jingyu, and deliberately poked hard at the bruise, causing Huang Jingyu to scream in pain.

"Oh, oh, sister, can't you be gentle?"

Sister-in-law laughed, "You can't blame me?"

Huang Jingyu faltered immediately, "Isn't that my father's recruiting? You said he was a hostage, but let me be beaten in the end, what is this?"

Dashuai Huang slapped the table fiercely, "You still have the face to talk? I get angry when I mention that little girl's film. This is losing my wife and losing my army!"

The mine didn't get it, so how many things were built anyway! "

The aunt got up and put the medicine on, "Okay, is it okay if the child is safe? Renyan's family really wants to kill them all, kill your lifeline, and let you have no future. It's not good. And you didn't provoke this matter on your own initiative?" ? People also lost a piece of ammunition!"

"What ammunition?" Marshal Huang asked.

Sister-in-law, "The Yan family promised to give Xie Zhiwei a batch of arms, which can be regarded as a ransom in exchange for Xiao Nuannuan!"

When Marshal Huang heard this, he angrily smashed the gold and jade teacup on the tea table.

"Good boy, wait for me here! This empty glove white wolf!"

On the other side, Lin Sheng divided the general fire into two, the larger portion was sent to Heifengtang, and the smaller portion was transported back to Tianjing City overnight.

The two stood in front of the hot roasted sweet potato booth, and Lin Sheng was delighted, "Boy, we didn't come out, and we got a small batch of arms for nothing. Isn't that old tortoise, Marshal Huang, dying of anger?"

Yan Qingchen twitched his lips, and went with a big bag of roasted sweet potatoes.

The old man who roasted sweet potatoes turned around and was about to pay them the bill, but found that he had disappeared, leaving only the piece of ocean on the table that had exceeded its value.

When Xiao Nuannuan returned to Yan's house, the Chinese New Year was approaching.

The New Year's Eve atmosphere is already faintly visible in Tianjing City.Lying on the car window to watch all the way.

"It's the Chinese New Year, are you all happy?"

Lin Sheng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, laughed, "I guess you must be the happiest!"

Xiao Nuannuan shook her head, "I don't know, I haven't celebrated Chinese New Year yet!" Her life in the Taoist temple has always been the same for 360 days a year, without any changes.

Then I looked at the children running around outside the window and muttered, "What's so good about Chinese New Year?"

Lin Sheng felt that she was too pitiful, she didn't even know what Chinese New Year was, she was only three or four years old.

So he cleared his throat, and said indifferently, "It's nothing good, just that children can eat candy and wear new clothes to collect lucky money, adults can eat meat, and people who are busy with farming can sleep late these days."

In fact, the core of Chinese New Year lies in the reunion of relatives!
Xiao Nuannuan smiled, "That sounds good, but I can also wear new clothes and eat sweets and meat."

Immediately turned around and smiled sweetly at Yan Qingchen, "Brother Qingchen, I usually eat sweets and meat, so I can eat many, many times during the Chinese New Year?"

Yan Qingchen lowered his eyes, "Yeah!" He agreed with her.

Xiao Nuannuan gradually became excited, "Then I am also happy to celebrate the New Year!"

Madam Yan was very excited when she saw them coming back safely.

"It's all right, Yuping, choose an auspicious day, and go to the ancestral hall to offer more incense to the ancestors."

Yan Qingchen pulled Xiao Nuannuan, nodded slightly, "Grandma, she was frightened and jolted, I'll take her back to rest first!"

Just as Xiao Nuannuan was about to speak, she asked who was frightened, Yan Qingchen covered her mouth with her hand from behind her head, and forced her out.

When he went out, he bumped into Yan Qinghuan who was wearing a coat and had a plaster cast on his arm.

Yan Qinghuan's outline somewhat resembled Yan Qingchen's, but there was a touch of coquettishness and calculation in his eyebrows and eyes, and his facial features were not as refined as Yan Qingchen's.

He was on the same level as Yan Qingchen, and when they stood together, it seemed that Yan Qingchen was a bit thin and immature.

"I didn't expect you to come back safely, Xiaoer, and grandma will have a good year!" Yan Qinghuan had a smile on his face, but his words were eccentric, not really happy.

Yan Qingchen was too lazy to deal with him, ignored him, and went straight with Xiao Nuannuan.

Yan Qinghuan's face suddenly became a little ugly, "What the hell, I really think that I am the son of a son, so I just put on some prestige, and my eyes are on the top of my head.

Isn't it half earned by a poor bastard." Before the words of fate were uttered, there was a distressed scream.

(End of this chapter)