Hong Kong variety show: Beauty and Bones

Although the Tong family fell into decline, they left behind a lot of wealth. As long as Tong Pengfei doesn't gamble or take drugs, he should be able to live a worry-free life.

I just wonder if Cao Shaolin will cause trouble for Xiaoyun?

Thinking of this, Yinyin couldn't help but sigh sadly again.

This Cao Shaolin is so despicable! How could he be so lucky? If he were dead, it would be so much better! That way, everyone would have a lot less trouble.

Yinyin thought to herself that she still had a large sum of money in the bank! If it weren't for Cao Shaolin, she wouldn't have to wander around like this, not daring to stay in one place for too long.

……

As night falls and the lights come on, the county town is filled with peace and tranquility.

Yinyin followed the county magistrate's wife to the living room, where Zhang Muzhi and Xiao Liuzi were already waiting.

"Madam, Yinyin, come and sit down." Zhang Muzhi greeted.

"Mother, little sister, the food is ready. We are waiting for you." Xiao Liuzi said with a smile, and patted the chair beside him to let Yinyin sit over.

"Dad, big brother." Yinyin smiled and nodded.

"Why are you being so polite? We're all the closest of family, let's eat!" The county magistrate's wife pulled Yinyin to sit down and said to Zhang Muzhi's little six son with a smile, "Dad, we've moved to a new house, so we have to have a nice drink."

"Okay," Zhang Muzhi stood up and got a bottle of red wine, then sat down, "Let's drink this!"

It’s not easy to preserve it!

The county magistrate's wife smiled when she saw the bottle of red wine. She had drunk it at noon and it tasted good.

Best paired with hot pot!

I didn't dare drink too much because of the little wine I had, I just tasted it lightly.

The family drank and chatted, and became more familiar with each other.

Xiao Liuzi was a straightforward and generous young man who was very fond of Yinyin. He would often pick up food for her and told her to come to him as her elder brother if she had any problems.

Yinyin appeared touched on the surface, but her heart was calm.

After dinner, the county magistrate and his wife returned to their room to rest, and Yinyin also went to her bedroom.

She gently closed the door with a smile on her face, thinking to herself, "The county magistrate's wife and the county magistrate live in the same room..."

Has Zhang Muzhi really become a bandit now?

After all, in this turbulent era, the identity conversion between soldiers and bandits is not uncommon.

Yinyin carefully closed the door and checked carefully to see if the windows were closed. Only after confirming that they were closed did she feel relieved.

She knew that she would be very unsafe without a pistol to protect herself.

Looking around, Yinyin found that although her bedroom was simple, it had everything she needed.

At the innermost part is an iron bed, with a wardrobe next to the bed, as well as a dressing table and a dressing stool.

On the other side was a table, two chairs, and on the table was a teapot and four teacups.

Yinyin first walked to the closet and opened the door to look inside. She saw bedding neatly stacked inside and took it out to have a look.

Then, she turned and walked to the iron bed, bent down and reached under the bed, and found that there was quite a lot of space under the bed. So she put the bedding in, took off her shoes, climbed in, and lay down in her clothes to prepare for sleep.

……

I don't know what Zhang Muzhi really means. Also, is he good or evil? This concerns Yin Yin's life and property!

Too many things happened so quickly during the day that people had no time to think and could only go with the flow.

It is late at night and the place is quiet. I am surrounded by unfamiliar people and an unfamiliar environment. I am worried and cannot sleep at all, nor do I dare to sleep.

She lay under the bed, her eyes open, looking at the iron bed above her head, her mind full of thoughts.

Outside, the chirping of insects is rhythmic and melodious, like nature's lullaby. The rustling of leaves in the breeze blends with the chirping of insects to form a beautiful symphony.

As she listened, Yinyin felt too tired and sleepy. Her eyelids closed and her breathing became steady and slow.

The last thought before losing consciousness was that as long as I couldn’t die, I would live well. In the face of life and death, everything else is trivial!

……

Early in the morning, Yinyin followed her enthusiastic elder brother Xiaoliuzi to the gate of the county government office.

"Little sister, watch carefully. I will clear out this unjust drum and then go to court to redress the grievances of the people." Xiao Liuzi took the axe in his hand, spat into his palm, and started to work.

"Brother, did Dad ask you to do this?" Yin Yin was curious. Did Zhang Muzhi really intend to be a good county magistrate, rather than just make a fortune and run away?

Such a weird bandit?

"Yes, my father just wants to redress grievances for others and be a judge!"

Yinyin looked at him with a smile but did not answer.

Yes or no, it’s not about words, it’s about actions!

Xiao Liuzi worked hard to clean the drum that was covered by weeds and vines.

At this moment, Master Tang passed by and saw what the brother and sister were doing, and hurried over to stop them.

"Hey, Sixth Master, what are you doing?" Master Tang pulled Little Sixth. "This is the injustice drum, set up during the reign of Emperor Qianlong. No one beat it for a long time, so it took root and grew leaves, and it became what it is now."

Xiao Liuzi broke away from Master Tang and gasped, "My father said that if there's a drum of injustice, it means there's injustice. He said he's going to judge the case!"

After saying that, he turned around and continued to cut the vines.

Master Tang was anxious and shouted, "Where is the injustice?"

"Ah? Who dares to feel wronged?"

When it comes to officials, whatever they say is right!

"It's been over a hundred years. If you cut it down and expose the drum, who knows what a great injustice it would cause!"

Xiao Liuzi turned a deaf ear and chopped hard, cleaning as he went.

Seeing that he couldn't convince this fool, Master Tang wanted to go find Zhang Muzhi, "Don't chop him off, where is your father?"

"My dad hasn't gotten up yet!" Yinyin said with a smile.

"You haven't gotten up yet? What time is it now?" Master Tang muttered to himself as he walked inside.

Xiao Liuzi worked hard to clear the vines. With a strong pull, the weeds and vines were pulled away, revealing the drum.

Perhaps Xiao Liuzi was too strong, and Yuan Gu rolled away in a frostbite...

"Brother, what should we do?" Yinyin looked in the direction of the drum and turned to ask the stunned Xiaoliuzi.

Master Tang heard the noise and ran out. He was very anxious and couldn't help but blame Xiao Liuzi, "I told you not to chop it, don't chop it, and look at you, you chopped it away!"

Gu ran away, Xiao Liuzi chased after him, and Yinyin followed behind him.

Master Tang sighed, feeling that something big was about to happen!

……

After running for a while, Yinyin was exhausted and panting. "Brother, wait for me."

Xiao Liuzi was anxious and worried about his sister. He turned around and pulled her, complaining as he ran, "You are so fragile, why are you following me?"

"Didn't you say you'd take me to see the fun?" Yin Yin snorted, "I have to go with you after the fun is over."

"Oh, I shouldn't have called you," Xiao Liuzi regretted, "Hurry up, don't hit anyone."

When the brother and sister arrived at the place where the drum of injustice stopped, they saw a man being kicked away by Wu Zhichong, the martial arts coach of the Huang Mansion, and fell directly into the drum of injustice.

There was a muffled "bang" sound!

The people around cheered loudly and praised Wu Zhichong for his good kick.

Isn’t that good? With such great force and momentum, even the drum of injustice can be broken!

Wu Zhichong smiled triumphantly and bowed to the people around him...

"The drum's been beaten to pieces," Zhang Muzhi came out from behind, one hand pressed against the wall. Next to him was Zhang Mazi's wanted poster. "That means you two are wronged!"

He had a blank expression on his face, and the smugness on Wu Zhichong's face disappeared.

The two men pulled down their sunglasses a little and looked at each other.

Wu Zhichong blew his hair, looking indifferent.