Bodyguard of the Goddess

The first nine hundred and forty-seventh chapter murders the husband!

White Musou has revealed the time of action. What Xiao Zheng is doing now is waiting for the arrival of that day. During this time, he can spend a limited amount of time on family, work, and maintaining kinship on both sides.

Ye Gong’s body is not as good as a day, although no one has revealed Ye Gong’s condition to Lao Lin. But as long as it is not a fool, it’s not too late to see the leaf.

Fortunately, Ye Gong has the habit of playing boxing since he was a child. Plus his terminal illness, it will not over-destroy his physical function. In addition to the difference in spirit, he can still eat and drink, and even play with Xiao An in the garden for a while.

This weekend, the family had lunch at the restaurant. Lin Zhuyin and Tang Yuejin cleaned up the kitchen. Xiao Zhengze and Ye Zanghua sit leisurely in the living room to drink tea. The old man accompanied the active Xiao An for a walk in the garden.

At first, the family was not at ease, afraid that the physical strength of the father could not keep up. But after a few tests, everyone knows that the father is still okay, but he can't play for too long. It will not deprive Ye Gong of the last time to play with his grandson.

"The hospital has issued an order. Let the father be hospitalized as soon as possible." Ye Zang spent a cigarette, his expression was quite dignified. "I have advised your mother-in-law several times, but the father does not agree."

“Why?” Xiao Zheng asked. “Although there are private doctors at home, it is still weaker than the hospital’s well-equipped facilities.”

Ye Zanghua spewed a thick smoke, and looked out of the window. He stared at Xiao An, who was jumping in the garden. He said, "The old man said, Xiao An is young and can not enter the hospital without going to the hospital. He does not want to end. I can't see Xiao An in this day."

Xiao Zheng’s action of drinking tea was stagnant, and his mood was very heavy: “How long is it?”

"Not three months." Ye Zanghua expressed bitterness. "But the father is completely unaware of it. It may be faster to follow this rhythm."

Xiao Zheng shook his head and licked his lips: "With the meaning of the old man. Filial piety and filial piety."

Ye Zanghua’s action slammed the ash: “This is what I meant with my eldest sister.” After a pause, Ye Zanghua smiled bitterly. "But even if we use strong, it is estimated that the father will not listen."

Xiao Zheng nodded: "It’s good to spend more time with my father."

After two years of adaptation, Ye Zanghua was also psychologically prepared. Hey, then he turned and said: "What happened to the white unparalleled thing? It’s full of wind and rain outside."

Xiao Zheng has no choice but to say: "White Musou should take the initiative to attack."

"With him?" Ye Zanghua can't be channeled.

"And me." Xiao Zheng put down the teacup and set the mind. "According to the meaning of white unparalleled, Shangjingtian will also shoot."

"The old fox can't believe it." Ye Zanghua shook his head firmly. "Even if he doesn't have a knife behind his back, he will definitely escape."

"We can think of it. White Wushuang can't think of it." Xiao Zheng said with a lip. "His goal is autumn harvest, at least in my perspective. You can enter and keep."

"You promised?" Ye Zanghua unexpectedly said. "Joining with White Musou?"

"The trend of the times, I did not choose." Xiao Zheng looked firm.

Ye Zanghua heard the words, just sighed: "It’s Ye Gongguan who is tired of you."

"Do not say this to the brothers." Xiao Zheng said with a face. "Where is there no reason to pay? You are my son's grandfather. Ye Gongguan is my son's favorite place to come."

"Whoever dares to move here, I will never show mercy." Xiao Zhengyi nailed the railroad.

Ye Zanghua sees Xiao Zheng as tough, and does not say anything more: "Do you know your decision?"

"I didn't tell her for the time being." Xiao Zheng glanced at the old forest in the kitchen. "She is very moist now, there is no need to let her worry."

Ye Zanghua nodded and smiled: "Your boy is still a man."

After a chat for a while, Ye Zanghua turned a bit and suddenly lowered his voice: "On Friday night, Lin Chaotian came over."

“Hmm?” Xiao Zheng asked with a frown. "What is he doing?"

"Visit the father." Ye Zanghua said slowly. "When he left, the old man was furious. He looked at him with a white-eyed wolf."

Ye Zanghua spit out a sullen gas, and looked bitterly: "It is estimated that it is collapsed."

"Speak up. I have had a negotiation with him." Xiao Zheng shrugged. "But in the end, it was collapsed."

"You kid." Ye Zanghua didn't have a good air. "There is a lot of future waiting for you to meet. You have to dig into the hutong. It’s hard to be done. Do you really want to die with your old man?"

"You have to know. Fighting to the end, fighting is life." Ye Zanghua said without alarm.

"He is old." Xiao Zheng said vaguely. "I am still young."

Ye Zanghua shook his head and said nothing more.

He knows that he can't convince Xiao Zheng.

So many people who are more authoritative than him can't say Xiao Zheng, he doesn't have to worry about it.

However, from a selfish perspective. He certainly hopes Xiao Zheng supports Ye Gongguan. Both for the benefit and for the family.

I really want to let go, cold-eyed. Ye Zanghua will also look down on Xiao Zheng.

Ye Gong took the sweaty Xiao An back to the living room. The spirit of the former is slightly weak, but Xiao An is flushed. Very excited.

"Xiao An." Xiao Zheng was beckoning. The son ran to the side very obediently.

"The next time I am too afflicted with my grandfather." During the conversation, I was very skillful to put a towel into Xiao'an's clothes. Prevent cold catches.

Ye Gong Shuang Lang laughed: "Azhen, don't deprive me of this last fun. Xiao An likes to play with me. Isn't it?"

Xiao An smiled naughtyly and ran to Ye Gong's side to sit down, like a decent gang, squatting: "Yes."

Ye Gongman’s eyes are full of joy and joy. Just lamented that time is not enough. Can't enjoy family fun. Ye Zanghua turned his eyes and stared at the Xiaodu, who was a big kid. "I only like grandfather, don't like grandfather?"

"I like it all." Xiao An rolled his eyes and seemed to be stubborn.

This point, he is the perfect inheritance of Lao Lin's genes. There is no respect for this grandfather. However, he has deep feelings with Ye Gong.

"Ha ha ha." Ye Gong took Xiao An's small body and was very happy.

Xiao An, who was lying in Ye Gong’s arms, sneaked into Xiao Zheng’s eyes. There is not much meaning to pass, but Xiao Zheng is incomprehensible.

This kid is not very old, but he knows who he should be close to and who he should not be. It’s a sly kid. It’s very good that A Zheng Ge’s style.

Originally scheduled, Xiao Zheng should stay in Ye Gongguan for dinner at night. Lao Lin took Xiao An back to her family and visited Lin Lao Yao.

I don't know why, Lin Yinyin decided to stay in Ye Gongguan for dinner. But he told Xiao Zheng to take his son to Lin Family.

He rubbed his eyebrows and said with emotion: "Women, you really want to murder your husband."

"Poor mouth." Lin painted a white voice Xiao Zheng glanced, turned back to the kitchen.