The scumbag of fast wear Cong Liangji

Chapter 743 My Monstrous Husbands (70)

"I'm fine!" He turned his face away and continued to rub his clothes. "When will it be?"

"Of course immediately, right away! Hurry up, if other girls in the courtyard see it, you will have to lecture again!"

"Hey!" He replied, ignoring his already frozen hands, and continued to work swiftly.

At lunch time, Leng Zijiao finished the work in hand.I went to the steward to get a steamed bun, and sat in a corner to eat.

Lianhua searched the house for a while, but she couldn't find Leng Zijiao. She was in a hurry and asked someone to find out that she had gone to the cafeteria.

He walked towards the cafeteria, and after searching around, he finally found Leng Zijiao.It was funny to see him eating steamed buns alone in the corner. "Come here, I have something to see you."

Leng Zijiao swallowed the last mouthful, and after he had completely digested it, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Your hometown is looking for you!"

"Really?" Leng Zi was overjoyed, grabbed his hand and looked around. "Where is it, take me there!"

"Look at your urgency! You probably don't know about that!"

"What's the matter?" He felt a little puzzled.

"What else is there? Miss Bihua told me that your younger brother is gone, and your fellow villagers came in to give you a message. Hey, don't be too sad. Death is like a lamp going out, let's mourn !" Lianhua squeezed his hand and said in a deep voice.

Leng Zijiao froze, feeling a little funny in his heart.In order to come in, Jun Yan found a lame reason, but managed to hide a few stupid people.Now that Jun Yan gave him a step down, he also happened to bring up his acting skills that hadn't changed for many years.

For crying scenes, Leng Zijiao is very good at it.Eyes blinked, tears came down.

Lianhua panicked, took out a handkerchief and threw it to him. "Don't cry! It's all about mourning! Hey, who doesn't have a problem..."

Lianhua knew that she couldn't persuade her, but luckily she dragged Leng Zijiao into the bamboo forest. "Cry here, others can't see it. When you are tired from crying, I will take you to meet your fellow villagers."

"No, I really want to see her now. I want to ask about the situation..."

"Okay, I'll take you there." Lianhua did not lead Leng Zijiao to Huanyifang's residence, but to a secluded place, and further north was Shen Fushi's residence.

Lianhua brought Leng Zijiao here, and said softly: "She asked me to bring you a message, and wait for him here. Watch carefully, don't let anyone find out that you are giving and receiving privately!"

"Thank you!" He subconsciously fumbled for something in his pocket, wanting to thank Lianhua well.But suddenly it occurred to him that he was no longer the Leng Zijiao who spent money like water, but a servant.Naturally, I didn't bring any money with me, which was very embarrassing for a while.

Lianhua didn't care, just let out a haha ​​and left.

Leng Zijiao waited in the bamboo forest for a while, but still no one came.

It was windy in the bamboo forest, and he stood towards the place where there was light, trying to warm his body through that little light.

When he was waiting, he thought that he was cold and arrogant, and when he acted recklessly, he never put down his body to beg someone.

He has always compared himself to the rising sun in the sky, which never falls.But he was wrong, no one can always stand in a position of overwhelming heights.Naturally, no one is born poor and cannot turn around in the future.

Everything is in his mind, if he takes a wrong step, he will be lost forever.

(End of this chapter)