20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 128 Tracking
"Bang" - the head fell and blood mist rose.

"Trail, trail!"

"Bang" - the big gun ends, and the passion shines late.

Screams, wailing, moans... Someone was hanging himself, with his back to the door, hanging himself on the beam. When the wind blew, when he turned around again, his face was full of grins.

Lao Cui, can you blame me?Don’t you really blame me?
Xiaodao, save me!Brother, if the trouble continues, even you will have to leave.Come with me quickly, your father asked me to come!Xiaodao, come and wish Uncle Qi a Happy New Year!
Son, when walking on the mountain road, don't look back!

"Trail, trail!"

"Ok?"

Jiang Xiaodao finally woke up, his eyes were sleepy and his head was a little dazed.

However, it was not Hu Xiaoyan's voice that woke him up, but his father's advice.

"Are you awake?" Hu Xiaoyan asked with concern.

"Well."

Jiang Xiaodao sat up in a daze. The clothes on his body were damp and sticky, and he was a little cold. He wanted to rub his eyes, only to realize that he had been holding his wife's hand tightly.

"Pour me some water!" He cleared his throat.

"Oh." Hu Xiaoyan took out her hand and shook it with a grin on her face. She turned around to reach for the kettle on the Kang table and asked, "What did you dream about that made you so scared?"

Who's scared?
Jiang Xiaodao didn't want to be pretentious in front of his wife, so he joked: "I dreamed that my long legs ran away. I ran away, no matter how hard I chased, I couldn't catch up."

Talking short words in front of a lame person is really lacking in virtue.

Sure enough, when Hu Xiaoyan heard this, she immediately lowered her face, threw down the kettle in her hand, lifted the quilt, wrapped it around herself, and said in a cold voice: "Pour the water yourself!"

Jiang Xiaodao also immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Of course he didn't mean any harm, but his mouth was born with a loud mouth. He would make excuses one after another and talk nonsense, but he had no control over it, so he apologized repeatedly.

"No, no, no, wife, I was wrong! You know I am naturally a bitch, don't be as knowledgeable as me."

Hu Xiaoyan refused to listen, covered her head and fell on the kang, crying.

"If you dislike me, just say so. There's no need to use these words to scorn me! I'm not asking you to marry me. If you don't want me anymore, just say it and I can live just as well if I go out to beg for food!"

Jiang Xiaodao stretched out his hand to pat her: "What I'm saying is that we are all human beings. No one should dislike the other!"

"Don't pull me!"

As usual, after coaxing her for a long time, Hu Xiaoyan still said the same old saying in the end - Xiaodao, do you really care about me, or do you pity me?

Again!
Jiang Xiaodao chewed his teeth.

He didn't understand, were all the women in the world like this?
He considers himself a man, spitting is like a nail, and he does what he says.If I say I will marry you, I will marry you; if I say I am good to you, I will be good to you; I will never regret it.

Is it rare or not that important?
After all the talk, Hu Xiaoyan was finally coaxed. Jiang Xiaodao immediately got off the kang, simply grabbed a bowl of porridge, walked out of the yard, and went to sit in the teahouse at the morning market entrance for half an hour as usual.

As he was walking on the road, he couldn't help but recall that in the past seven years, he had almost never dreamed about the Changfeng Escort Bureau. Maybe three or two times, it was just a fleeting glimpse. As soon as he woke up, he forgot everything. It has never been so clear and real as it is today.

What an oddity!

……

……

Sanwei Teahouse has a new storyteller recently.

This gentleman is talking about his background as a wild scholar, he can't produce many words, and he has books but no reviews. Listening to his mouth, it makes you happy.

A shot of the stunning tree tells the story of Wagang Village in the Sui and Tang Dynasties!
"Shan Xiongxin suddenly raised his head and saw the pretty boy walking towards him. He was so angry that his pupils were filled with blood. He wished he could break the shackles and yelled: 'Luo Cheng! Fuck you!'"

"it is good!"

The audience in the teahouse cheered in unison, each attentive and gnashing their teeth.

In the last corner, Jiang Xiaodao was greatly influenced by his father, and he was stunned when he heard it.

Speaking of Shan Xiongxin's execution, he looked left and right in the crowd, searching for the figure of his second brother Qin, but found nothing. After thinking about it, he cursed.

However, is this scolding hate, or is it just to pave the way for Shu Bao?
Jiang Xiaodao felt that he probably still hated him more. "Brother Jiang? Tsk, don't listen!"

A greasy voice sounded in his ears. Jiang Xiaodao came back to his senses and looked up. He couldn't help but be a little surprised - it was actually a braised egg!
"Master Zhang Jiu?"

Ever since Zhou Yunfu ceased his activities, although Jiang Xiaodao came here as usual every day, he hadn't seen Zhang Jiuye again for a long time.

Since I came today, needless to say, I must have brought a message from Lao Deng.

Zhang Jiuye was chattering, looking around in circles, stretching his neck, lowering his voice, and said: "The old man has something to say, and the 'draft' may be counterattacked. You have been smarter recently and are on standby at any time!"

Jiang Xiaodao's heart trembled, and he quickly pushed away the tea bowl in front of him and asked: "What do you mean, there may be a possibility of rebellion? How reliable is this matter?"

"Hey! Brother Jiang, over the past year or so, more than half of the old man's money has been held in the hands of 'Drawing Wind'. How many pairs of eyes do you think he must have?" Zhang Jiuye knocked on the table, "Back off." To put it simply, if the master thinks you are going to rebel, you have already committed a crime!"

Over the past year, the reason why Zhou Yunfu's men have been able to maintain basic dignity has been entirely due to Chen Wantang's gambling house business.

The original business balance of "Woyunlou", "Heshengfang" and "Huifangli" has been broken.

As the old saying goes, kindness often leads to hatred!

The more Chen Wantang contributes, the more irreplaceable he becomes, and the more he becomes a thorn in Zhou Yunfu's side!

What kind of humanity is this old man?
How can it be possible for someone else to control the life and death plan of a single family?

If the gambling house business was not too special, it would not be able to be run properly unless Lan Maluan took care of it.Otherwise, given Zhou Yunfu's character, Chen Wantang might have encountered an "accident" as early as a year ago, and the "Heshengfang" business would definitely fall into his own hands.

Of course, the world is no better than a temple.The royal family has no family ties, and even blood relatives can be killed.

But the power of man is of the same origin.

If Chen Wantang doesn't do the opposite, they will still be a family after this difficulty is over. But as long as he shows the slightest hint, even if it is just based on rumors and no solid evidence, Zhou Yunfu will definitely take the initiative.

Chen Wantang naturally understands this truth. He is ambitious and capable, and he also knows that the time is not yet ripe. Unfortunately, he has been put there and cannot wait any longer.

"What do you want me to do?" Jiang Xiaodao asked blankly, "Did you insert the 'draft'?"

"Hey! Brother, you have such a strong tone!" Zhang Jiuye patted Xiaodao's arm, "For such a big job, you are not afraid of losing your waist."

"Then shall I help my father?" Jiang Xiaodao asked.

Zhang Jiuye shook his head and said, "Brother, please be patient! Just be smart and keep an eye on the Su family these two days. Otherwise, stay put for the time being. Don't disrupt the old man's plan." !”

"Su Wenqi?"

"Correct!"

After the matter was explained, Zhang Jiuye stood up with a stern look on his face. When he was leaving, he suddenly sighed and stopped talking: "Brother Jiang, you can't defeat the general trend... Oh, take care of yourself!"

Jiang Xiaodao understood what he meant.

Zhou Yunfu's methods are still there, and his mind is still shrewd.He fought against Bai Baochen, and on the surface, he won every round, but on the surface, he retreated again and again, and was already on the verge of a dead end.

After Zhang Jiuye left, Jiang Xiaodao sat for a while. After finishing the tea, he glanced around the bustling teahouse and saw no suspicious figures before he stood up and left.

It was already approaching noon, and the morning market entrance was still very lively, with the sounds of hawking along the road endless.

"It's sweet! It's sweet! It's so sweet. If it's not sweet, it doesn't cost any money."

"The beans are here. They are all grown at home. The stall is about to be closed down. Just give them money and sell them!"

"The sweet potatoes are hot! The roasted sweet potatoes are hot!"

"Dake cake~make cake~"

Jiang Xiaodao was walking, when he suddenly stopped, took two steps back, and bought a few sweet poles. While giving money, he glanced back and saw people walking around on the street, rubbing shoulders. Heel, look here and there, many ask for price, few pay.

"hiss!"

Jiang Xiaodao frowned, ran to the next stall, and asked how the beans were sold. After asking, he immediately stood up and left quickly, twisting and turning all the way, and heading into the cold, remote, and seldom-traveled alley. , and my heart became heavier and heavier.

broken!It has a tail!

What's even worse is that Jiang Xiaodao found that he couldn't get rid of the other party at all, so he had no choice but to wander around here, and couldn't help crying in his heart: It seems that he can't go home tonight!

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