Reborn 1990 My wife is very fierce and cute

Chapter 139
That's why he suddenly got angry and hit that person just now.

He thought that the second elder brother would let the younger brother go, but he didn't expect that he would beat him to death directly.

He was just trying to make an example to the monkeys, he just wanted to tell Yan Qing that here, he wanted anyone's life to be just a matter of words.

After Yan Qing returned to the side camp, many people had already left. They got a new mission to pick up a batch of goods.

And because Yan Qing's leg was injured, he couldn't participate in this mission, and he had to stay in the camp for a long time.

But this is a good thing for Yan Qing, because their people are on the cargo side, but there is no one in the camp.

If he stayed, he would definitely be able to obtain more useful information. Although the camp seemed safe, it was indeed the most dangerous place.

As an undercover agent, Yan Qing had to be more cautious if he wanted to avoid being discovered.

At this time, Mao Rengang had been gone for three days.

After Mao Yishan came back, she paid for Mao Rengang to build a tomb. Today is the day he enters the cemetery.

Everyone got up early in the morning, and Mao Jiajia and Chen Youan made breakfast for the villagers who came to help.

After everyone had breakfast, the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the sound of suona neighed.

Everyone was immersed in grief, and Mao Yishan went up to see Mao Ren, just took a last look at Mr. Yin Yang, then closed the coffin lid, and nailed the coffin to death with willow nails.

Mao Yishan did not cry, but was a little sad.

She and Mao Rengang didn't have much affection at all, so she couldn't cry if she was asked to cry.

Mao Jiajia and Chen Youan on the side kept crying, but Mao Youqi didn't cry either.

But Mao Yishan didn't have time to pay attention to him, she just comforted Mao Jiajia and Chen Youan who were still sad.

After other relatives and friends offered the last stick of incense, Mr. Yin Yang shouted loudly: "Lift the coffin!"

The sound of firecrackers sounded, and several big men lifted up the coffin, which weighed almost 200 kilograms.

The sound of gongs and drums has been following the coffin, walking towards the cemetery.

Mao Yishan took Mao Jiajia and Chen Youan to the cemetery, and asked Mao Youqi to watch the house at home.

Mao Youqi happened to not want to go either, so he readily agreed.

An hour later, it all came to an end.

Standing in the crowd, Chen Xiarong looked at the sad Mao Jiajia and Chen Youan with a smile on her lips.

Now that Mao Ren has just died, the Mao family only has a few women and one child, what can they do.

When the boss came back, she asked someone to set fire to Mao's house.

She had already inquired, Wu Xia lost a lot of money this time, the Mao family didn't even have money for the New Year, and even the money for the funeral this time was borrowed.

If Mao's house catches fire again, everything will be wiped out. I'm afraid they will sleep on the street, suffer from cold and hunger.

At this time, Mao Yishan didn't notice Chen Xiarong in the crowd. She stayed there for a short time before quietly leaving.

After Chen Xiarong left, she went to the back door of Qin Feng's house, followed the back door to the window of Qin Feng's house, and shouted inside.

Qin Feng got up quickly when he heard Chen Xiarong's voice.

Because he has no job, he has nothing to do at home during this time.

If Chen Xiarong didn't come to him, he didn't dare to go to her rashly.

But he missed her so much that he even dreamed of her.

My heart has always been itchy, but now that I heard Chen Xiarong's voice, I couldn't bear it any longer.

He hurriedly dressed and went out, and the two of them went to the ruined temple in the east of the village one after the other.

There is a firewood room behind the ruined temple, and this is where they met privately.

Chen Xiarong was already waiting for Qin Feng at the place she prepared.

Although this place is just a dilapidated firewood house, Chen Xiarong has prepared a lot of things.

Quilt cotton, stove, kettle, everything, this place is like a small home.

She knew that the relationship between her and Qin Feng could not end so quickly, and every time she was wronged to do that kind of thing in such a dirty place, she felt a little uncomfortable, so she prepared these things.

Qin Feng looked around and saw no one, so he quickly got into the woodshed.

This is Chen Xiarong who was on fire. Hearing movement behind her, she was about to turn her head away when Qin Feng embraced her.

"Baby, you miss me so much!" Qin Feng buried his head in Chen Xiarong's neck and said, kissing Chen Xiarong's neck with his lips.

Chen Xiarong shook her body, turned around shyly, and looked at Qin Feng with winking eyes.

"What are you doing, I have something to tell you!"

Chen Xiarong's delicate voice instantly aroused Qin Feng's desire.

He hugged Chen Xiarong, threw it on the quilt beside him, then bent down and lay on Chen Xiarong's body.

"Why are you in such a hurry, wait until I finish speaking." Chen Xiarong said while pushing the enthusiastic Qin Feng.

In fact, she thought about it too, but she just wanted to finish the business first.

It was already snowing heavily outside the house, and this was the last snow this winter.

After a long time, Qin Feng and Chen Xiarong were lying in bed, his big palm was still lingering on Chen Xiarong's smooth skin.

Chen Xiarong was lying in his arms, her face was still flushed.

"You know that Mao Ren just died?" Chen Xiarong said suddenly.

"I know, he is an old man in his eighties, isn't it normal for him to die?" Qin Feng said disapprovingly.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Chen Xiarong turned her head and gave Qin Feng a sip.

This bite landed on his collarbone, Qin Feng shuddered and sat up quickly.

"Are you crazy, are you sick? Show me the bite!" Qin Feng yelled at Chen Xiarong while touching the tooth marks on his collarbone.

"Who told you not to listen to me carefully!" Chen Xiarong said, rolling her eyes.

"You care about what that old man does all day long. He is dead. We are going to deal with Mao Yishan, not the dead old man." Qin Feng said angrily.

"Don't I know this? I'm just telling you my method. After the old man died, the Mao family is already heavily in debt. We only need a fire to make their whole family sleep on the street. At that time, what else did Mao Yishan use to show off?"

Hearing what Chen Xiarong said, Qin Feng thought to himself, this is indeed a good way.

When Mao Yishan and the others slept on the street and had no food to eat, wouldn't she be able to catch them!
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, and there was a smirk at the corner of his mouth. Now he could imagine Mao Yishan begging for mercy under him.

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