Chapter 71
After killing Mrs. Liu and Zhang, Zhao Ya took some of her jewelry and pretended to be a burglar and murderer.
Although it is unlikely that anyone in this world would care about the death of an ordinary woman, it is always good to be cautious.
After forging the scene, Zhao Ya picked up Jiang Junyan's head and returned home.
At this time, Zui'er was still busy.
After all, it took only three to five minutes for Zhao Ya to go back and forth.
Zhao Ya returned to the vegetable cellar first, and groped around Jiang Junyan's body. Except for some scattered silver, a bottle of Mongolian sweat medicine was more valuable.
Zhao Ya didn't dislike that it was something from the lower five sects, so he casually put the Mongolian sweat medicine into a bag, then covered Jiang Junyan's body with an oilcloth, said hello to Zui'er, and went out again.
Nowadays, there are more and more wild dogs outside the city, and they have even become a hazard.
As soon as Zhao Ya dropped Jiang Junyan's body, two packs of wild dogs rushed to Xunwei, and then they fought for the meat.
The victorious side devoured the corpse contentedly, and looked at Zhao Ya standing in the distance with green eyes from time to time.
But no wild dog dared to come over.
For these beasts, Zhao Ya, who was full of energy and blood, was obviously an extremely dangerous existence, and he must not be provoked.
It wasn't until Jiang Junyan's body was all in the stomach of the wild dog that Zhao Ya turned around and went home.
When I came home, the meal was just cooked.
Zui'er didn't ask Zhao Ya what he was doing, but obediently called hot water and waited on Zhao Ya to wash up.
After washing, Zhao Ya sat in front of the table. There were sumptuous dishes on the table, but the most conspicuous thing was the bowl of hand-rolled noodles in front of him.
Go out and go home with dumplings.
This is an ancient custom that Dayan has always had.
Zhao Ya didn't expect Zui'er to be so attentive, and a warm current surged in his heart.
Picking up the chopsticks, I picked out a few noodles, and after eating it, I felt it was smooth and delicious, and I couldn't help being taken aback.
"Is it delicious?" Zui'er asked with great concern.
Zhao Ya nodded, "It's delicious, how do you make this noodles?"
"I stewed an old hen first, and after clearing the chicken soup, I took out the chicken and tore it into fine minced meat, mixed it with the noodles, rolled it into noodles, and then cooked it in chicken soup. Unfortunately, there is no green garlic sprouts, otherwise It will be even more delicious if you add a handful when it comes out of the pan!"
"So you put so much effort into this bowl of noodles?"
"Does it take a lot of effort? I don't think so. Brother Xiaoya has been away for so long and has only come back. Naturally, this bowl of noodles can't be sloppy."
Zui'er raised her face and spoke very seriously.
Zhao Ya didn't say anything else, but Xilihulu ate the whole bowl of noodles into his stomach, only to feel that most of the fatigue on his body dissipated.
That night Zhao Ya slept so soundly that he didn't get out of bed until the sun rose.
After a brief wash, Zhao Ya rushed to the bodyguard bureau.
At this time, many people had gathered in the bodyguard bureau.
Luo Qiang's family, Lin Sheng's family, and the family members of those sacrificed trippers all came.
There was a lot of crying in the escort agency.
Meng Lei stood on the steps with a haggard look, discussing matters with these family members.
After seeing Zhao Ya's arrival, Meng Lei just nodded slightly and didn't say anything.
Zhao Ya also felt uncomfortable.
Especially when he saw Luo Qiang's first wife fainted several times from crying, his heart felt heavy.
"Chief Escort, how did my man die?" Lin Sheng's wife seemed a little calmer and asked with sobs.
Meng Lei sighed, so he told the story, especially when Lin Sheng and Luo Qiang were seriously injured, but they were willing to stand in the back of the crowd and stop the powerful enemy before they died, Meng Lei's eyes were also red.
After listening to his story, Lin Sheng's wife actually laughed.
"Okay, as expected of the man I fancy, he is still not afraid of dying, but he can face the thief directly. It is worthwhile for him to go."
After finishing speaking, she cupped her hands at Meng Lei, "Chief Escort, he is already dead, so I have nothing to say. As for the compensation you mentioned earlier, I have no objection. You can decide."
After all, she turned around and left like this.
Her actions also made everyone present admire and admire her.
Some relatives who followed wanted to take the opportunity to ask for a high price, but after Lin Sheng's wife's statement, they couldn't open their mouths.
But even so, Meng Lei didn't mean to owe anyone, he paid extremely generous compensation to each family.
It wasn't until the afternoon that these matters were dealt with.
The family members dispersed.
But at this moment a message came.
Lin Sheng's wife hanged herself after returning home.
Before she died, she left a suicide note, which told about the past of her acquaintance with Lin Sheng. She said that she had been married for more than [-] years, and she couldn't bear Lin Sheng to rush to Huangquan alone, so she died as a martyr.
Everyone was shocked by this news, and immediately felt infinite sighs.
"This is really a deep love between husband and wife!"
"Miss Lin is righteous!"
Even Zhao Ya couldn't help sighing.
What I lament is not this act of martyrdom, but this feeling.
But after hearing the news, Meng Lei's expression became even more haggard.
Zhao Ya naturally knew that Meng Lei's behavior was caused by guilt and self-blame in his heart, but he couldn't persuade him anything, so he could only sigh helplessly.
This kind of hurdle can only be passed by himself, and others can't help it.
In the evening, just as Zhao Ya was about to go home, Tan Dong appeared.
"Brother Zhao, come to my house for dinner tonight."
"Ok?"
"My father came back and said he planned to see you."
Zhao Ya instantly understood what was going on.
Father Tan must have heard that he came back, so he has something to tell him.
And it just so happened that Zhao Ya wanted to ask Tan Ziwang something, so he nodded and said, "Okay!"
This time I didn't buy any more gifts, after all, for the current relationship between Zhao Ya and the Tan family, there is no need to pay attention to these trivial etiquettes.
When they arrived at Tan Dong's home, a table of banquets had already been set up, and Tan Ziwang was sitting in the middle, waiting for Zhao Ya.
But there is no Tan Bin, Tan Dong's elder brother, only the old man.
After seeing Zhao Ya enter the room, Tan Ziwang laughed.
"Xiaoya, sit down quickly, the food is just on the table, it's time to be delicious."
Zhao Ya was not polite either, and sat down after meeting Tan Ziwang.
Neither of them talked about the Escort, but talked about irrelevant things while drinking and eating.
Tan Ziwang sighed and put down the wine glass in his hand after three rounds of drinking and he was already slightly drunk.
"I know all about what happened in the Escort. Speaking of which, I have to thank Xiaoya, otherwise Xiaodong would have died in the hands of those thieves in Qingzhuling."
"Uncle, you're being polite. I have a strong relationship with Tan Dong. This is what I should do." Zhao Ya also put down his wine glass and said very seriously.
"But Xiaoya, do you have any plans after you come back this time?"
(End of this chapter)
After killing Mrs. Liu and Zhang, Zhao Ya took some of her jewelry and pretended to be a burglar and murderer.
Although it is unlikely that anyone in this world would care about the death of an ordinary woman, it is always good to be cautious.
After forging the scene, Zhao Ya picked up Jiang Junyan's head and returned home.
At this time, Zui'er was still busy.
After all, it took only three to five minutes for Zhao Ya to go back and forth.
Zhao Ya returned to the vegetable cellar first, and groped around Jiang Junyan's body. Except for some scattered silver, a bottle of Mongolian sweat medicine was more valuable.
Zhao Ya didn't dislike that it was something from the lower five sects, so he casually put the Mongolian sweat medicine into a bag, then covered Jiang Junyan's body with an oilcloth, said hello to Zui'er, and went out again.
Nowadays, there are more and more wild dogs outside the city, and they have even become a hazard.
As soon as Zhao Ya dropped Jiang Junyan's body, two packs of wild dogs rushed to Xunwei, and then they fought for the meat.
The victorious side devoured the corpse contentedly, and looked at Zhao Ya standing in the distance with green eyes from time to time.
But no wild dog dared to come over.
For these beasts, Zhao Ya, who was full of energy and blood, was obviously an extremely dangerous existence, and he must not be provoked.
It wasn't until Jiang Junyan's body was all in the stomach of the wild dog that Zhao Ya turned around and went home.
When I came home, the meal was just cooked.
Zui'er didn't ask Zhao Ya what he was doing, but obediently called hot water and waited on Zhao Ya to wash up.
After washing, Zhao Ya sat in front of the table. There were sumptuous dishes on the table, but the most conspicuous thing was the bowl of hand-rolled noodles in front of him.
Go out and go home with dumplings.
This is an ancient custom that Dayan has always had.
Zhao Ya didn't expect Zui'er to be so attentive, and a warm current surged in his heart.
Picking up the chopsticks, I picked out a few noodles, and after eating it, I felt it was smooth and delicious, and I couldn't help being taken aback.
"Is it delicious?" Zui'er asked with great concern.
Zhao Ya nodded, "It's delicious, how do you make this noodles?"
"I stewed an old hen first, and after clearing the chicken soup, I took out the chicken and tore it into fine minced meat, mixed it with the noodles, rolled it into noodles, and then cooked it in chicken soup. Unfortunately, there is no green garlic sprouts, otherwise It will be even more delicious if you add a handful when it comes out of the pan!"
"So you put so much effort into this bowl of noodles?"
"Does it take a lot of effort? I don't think so. Brother Xiaoya has been away for so long and has only come back. Naturally, this bowl of noodles can't be sloppy."
Zui'er raised her face and spoke very seriously.
Zhao Ya didn't say anything else, but Xilihulu ate the whole bowl of noodles into his stomach, only to feel that most of the fatigue on his body dissipated.
That night Zhao Ya slept so soundly that he didn't get out of bed until the sun rose.
After a brief wash, Zhao Ya rushed to the bodyguard bureau.
At this time, many people had gathered in the bodyguard bureau.
Luo Qiang's family, Lin Sheng's family, and the family members of those sacrificed trippers all came.
There was a lot of crying in the escort agency.
Meng Lei stood on the steps with a haggard look, discussing matters with these family members.
After seeing Zhao Ya's arrival, Meng Lei just nodded slightly and didn't say anything.
Zhao Ya also felt uncomfortable.
Especially when he saw Luo Qiang's first wife fainted several times from crying, his heart felt heavy.
"Chief Escort, how did my man die?" Lin Sheng's wife seemed a little calmer and asked with sobs.
Meng Lei sighed, so he told the story, especially when Lin Sheng and Luo Qiang were seriously injured, but they were willing to stand in the back of the crowd and stop the powerful enemy before they died, Meng Lei's eyes were also red.
After listening to his story, Lin Sheng's wife actually laughed.
"Okay, as expected of the man I fancy, he is still not afraid of dying, but he can face the thief directly. It is worthwhile for him to go."
After finishing speaking, she cupped her hands at Meng Lei, "Chief Escort, he is already dead, so I have nothing to say. As for the compensation you mentioned earlier, I have no objection. You can decide."
After all, she turned around and left like this.
Her actions also made everyone present admire and admire her.
Some relatives who followed wanted to take the opportunity to ask for a high price, but after Lin Sheng's wife's statement, they couldn't open their mouths.
But even so, Meng Lei didn't mean to owe anyone, he paid extremely generous compensation to each family.
It wasn't until the afternoon that these matters were dealt with.
The family members dispersed.
But at this moment a message came.
Lin Sheng's wife hanged herself after returning home.
Before she died, she left a suicide note, which told about the past of her acquaintance with Lin Sheng. She said that she had been married for more than [-] years, and she couldn't bear Lin Sheng to rush to Huangquan alone, so she died as a martyr.
Everyone was shocked by this news, and immediately felt infinite sighs.
"This is really a deep love between husband and wife!"
"Miss Lin is righteous!"
Even Zhao Ya couldn't help sighing.
What I lament is not this act of martyrdom, but this feeling.
But after hearing the news, Meng Lei's expression became even more haggard.
Zhao Ya naturally knew that Meng Lei's behavior was caused by guilt and self-blame in his heart, but he couldn't persuade him anything, so he could only sigh helplessly.
This kind of hurdle can only be passed by himself, and others can't help it.
In the evening, just as Zhao Ya was about to go home, Tan Dong appeared.
"Brother Zhao, come to my house for dinner tonight."
"Ok?"
"My father came back and said he planned to see you."
Zhao Ya instantly understood what was going on.
Father Tan must have heard that he came back, so he has something to tell him.
And it just so happened that Zhao Ya wanted to ask Tan Ziwang something, so he nodded and said, "Okay!"
This time I didn't buy any more gifts, after all, for the current relationship between Zhao Ya and the Tan family, there is no need to pay attention to these trivial etiquettes.
When they arrived at Tan Dong's home, a table of banquets had already been set up, and Tan Ziwang was sitting in the middle, waiting for Zhao Ya.
But there is no Tan Bin, Tan Dong's elder brother, only the old man.
After seeing Zhao Ya enter the room, Tan Ziwang laughed.
"Xiaoya, sit down quickly, the food is just on the table, it's time to be delicious."
Zhao Ya was not polite either, and sat down after meeting Tan Ziwang.
Neither of them talked about the Escort, but talked about irrelevant things while drinking and eating.
Tan Ziwang sighed and put down the wine glass in his hand after three rounds of drinking and he was already slightly drunk.
"I know all about what happened in the Escort. Speaking of which, I have to thank Xiaoya, otherwise Xiaodong would have died in the hands of those thieves in Qingzhuling."
"Uncle, you're being polite. I have a strong relationship with Tan Dong. This is what I should do." Zhao Ya also put down his wine glass and said very seriously.
"But Xiaoya, do you have any plans after you come back this time?"
(End of this chapter)
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