casserole lady

Chapter 66 Apprentice (3)
Just when she fell to the ground and cried, she saw three middle-aged men coming out of the main room, all tall and burly, walking side by side, with dark faces, walking in front of Qin Zheng.

These three people are the third sons of the Qin family.

When they saw their mother crying on the ground, they didn't try to persuade her, let alone pull her up. Instead, they stared at Qin Zheng and said, "Are you trying to force my mother to death? Are you paying for my mother's death?"

While saying this, the boss rolled up his sleeves, exposing his muscular arms.

The second child spat out a mouthful of phlegm on the ground with a "bah".

The third child "hummed" and looked sideways at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng was still smiling, but the smile never reached his eyes, his brows were full of indifference.

Everyone on the side stopped talking, and some even tried to slip out.Several old men in the town stroked their beards and coughed a few times.

Aunt Qin's face also showed timidity, why she didn't dare to make trouble at Third Aunt Qin's house back then, it was not because of other reasons, but because Third Aunt Qin's family had three sons, one was not as good as the other.

Second Aunt Qin probed her head, wanting to see how this matter was resolved.

Everyone else was staring at Qin Zheng. After all, Qin Zheng was young and thin, and he didn't have a helper around him—that young and handsome guy, shouldn't he be counted?

All of a sudden, in the originally bustling courtyard, it seemed that even a needle could be seen falling on the ground.

Qin Zheng didn't speak, but the coldness on her brow grew stronger.

Slowly, she didn't know where to take out a kitchen knife for cutting vegetables, and put it on the table.

She raised her eyes, looked at the three strong men in front of her with indifferent and distant eyes, and said softly: "My father's house, I, Qin Zheng, is about to settle."

Her icy eyes swept over Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, and Aunt Qin, who was still on the ground, and said slowly and sternly: "I, Qin Zheng, also crawled out of the dead. The blood that has passed through is more oily than you guys. I’m leaving my words here today, who dares to take away from this house the stitches and threads that belong to my parents, my kitchen knife—” She paused for a moment and sneered Then, he continued to say word for word: "I want to see red."

The eldest son Qin, the second son Qin, and the third son Qin all stared intently at the slightly thin boy in front of him.

What ability does he have, dare to let go of such words?
They tried to find traces of fear from Qin Zheng's plain face and indifferent eyebrows, but they couldn't find them.

They began to hesitate, should they be ruthless, endure, or get out?

The atmosphere in the small courtyard was extremely oppressive, and everyone held their breath, as if they were afraid that their own voice would cause the dispute that was about to explode.Even the children who used to cry and stare at the delicious meat dishes realized something was wrong and calmed down.

To fight or not to fight?
Who should I help in a fight, or should I run?
At this moment, suddenly, a sonorous and violent sound hit everyone's eardrums, breaking the peace in the field.

Everyone quickly turned their heads to look over, only to see Lu Fang in the corner of the yard.

Lu Fang was originally a tall and straight young man. Although he was not as strong as the men in the small town, he had a cool and heroic posture.Although the smell of ashes is mixed in this heroic posture, it is more ruthless and cold out of thin air.

This young man with black and gray face, he is holding a curled axe, chopping wood expressionlessly.

The thick and hard wooden stakes were lined up in a line. He swung the ax and saw the shadow of the knife flashing. No one could clearly see what happened.

When Dao Ying stopped, not only did everyone's eyes widen.All the firewood on the ground was turned into powder.

Lu Fang stood up, holding the ax in his hand, and saw the ax spinning like a top in his hand.

(End of this chapter)