Candy cubes crackling

Zhou Hengxi and Lu Liuyun hid in the room and played tricks, but Yang Sixian, who was far away from Shen's house, felt that he was really possessed by a ghost.

Waking up after being drunk, he rubbed his red and swollen forehead that was knocked on the edge of the bed, and made trouble facing the wet mattress sitting under his buttocks.

God knows what happened to him while he was sleeping. Anyway, when he woke up, he didn't feel comfortable anywhere, especially the fire on his buttocks, as if someone had knocked off a layer of oily skin.

The more Yang Sixian thought about it, the more frightened he became, and shyly threw the wet mattress under the bed. He folded his arms and shuddered, feeling that the Shen family could not stay any longer for no reason.

"Brother Tianshi, didn't you agree to go to the big dance hall to have fun together at night? Why are you so anxious to go home as soon as you wake up in the afternoon?"

Master Shen felt that he hadn't done enough human relations, and when he saw that the guest who had just come here was making a fuss to leave, he felt a little flustered.

"Brother Shen, I've been drinking too much, and I'm a little dizzy when I wake up. I'm really powerless in playing... Why don't we make an appointment on another day, and take the liberty of letting you down today? What a treat."

"Oh my brother, if you have a headache, go to the guest room and sleep for a while. It's not dark yet, so you don't have to rush anywhere."

"No, no, no."

With a smile on his face, Yang Sixian waved his hands to bid farewell to Mr. Shen, thinking that if you drag me to Jiuchongtian to eat flat peaches today, I, Yang, will not accept this invitation.

Mr. Shen tried every means to keep people, so it was difficult to extend warm invitations.He stepped forward eagerly, and personally sent Yang Sixian to the gate, thinking quietly in his heart that he didn't know where he didn't serve people well.

Yang Sixian bid farewell to Mr. Shen, and immediately poured the cold wind into his sleeves as soon as he went out, but felt inexplicably relaxed, and forgot the unhappiness in his heart in a blink of an eye.He walked lightly on the road, ready to go to the street to buy a big hot roast chicken and drink at home.

Today's official road is extremely lively, group after group of soldiers carrying guns ran noisily from the curb, by looking at it, one can tell that something serious must have happened somewhere around here.Yang Sixian has no intention of governing, and stands leisurely at the door of the roast chicken shop, listening to the slander of the needlewoman.

"Mother, have you heard that something happened on Folk Street today." The young daughter-in-law who was tangled in the thread stared at the back of the soldier passing by in a hurry, stuck out her tongue quietly, and compared the movement of wiping her neck with the old woman opposite.

"Hey, the feelings that just came out are true." The old lady was taken aback by her, patted her heart and asked in a low voice, "Do you know if it's soldiers or bandits who are making trouble this time?"

"I don't know. The ocean pier has been sealed off by soldiers. Some say it was the Japanese who launched the riot, while others say it was bandits at sea."

The little daughter-in-law is purely hearsay, but now when people ask her carefully, she can't explain why.She put down the ball of thread in her hand, raised her forehead, and saw Yang Sixian standing diagonally opposite. Seeing that he was born beautiful, she gently pushed the old lady next to her, and the two quickly shifted their attention from the foreign pier to the On the pretty person in front of me.

Yang Sixian stood here and listened to the corner for half a section, but before he could hear the reason, he stopped talking, frowned, and bit the meat bun in a bored way, thinking, anyway, the foreign pier is so far away, no matter how messy it is, Can't mess with my head.

The little owner of the roast chicken shop saw him standing there harmlessly, and at the same time focused on the enthusiastic eyes of his daughter-in-law and old lady. Xian's roast chicken was forked from the stove, and a package of lotus leaves was delivered to the guests.

At the Japanese Consulate, Hiroseto sat in the office of Eiichi Sanada, an important executive, and put a sealed portfolio in front of him respectfully.

"Although Master Xinjiu was temporarily separated from the family's sphere of influence in Japan, the president reserved the corresponding power for him in signing the documents of the regular meeting. I hope you can verify it now."

Hiroseto was thinking about his little master who was lying in the hospital, so he didn't bother to chat with Eiichi Sanada, so he took out the private documents Miura Donghui gave him in Japan, and expressed his attitude straight to the point.

"Mr. Hirose's words are serious. The Miura family has a close cooperative relationship with us as friends. We have not received news of Master Xinjiu's secret visit to China before. It is our negligence that has occurred. If there is anything that can help your family Yes, please don’t be stingy with your words.” Eiichi Sanada reluctantly unsealed the documents on the table with a fake smile on his face.

He had always heard about the expulsion of his wife by the Miura family.He is well aware of the principle that as a conservative politician, one should sit on the sidelines and not get involved in the interests and grievances of big families.If Hiroseto hadn't moved out of Miura Donghui, he would have invited the unexpected guest out with a cup of tea.

"Today, I took the liberty to visit Mr. Sanada to ask for something. We hope you can provide information on the ships that the Miura family travels in the local area. Please be sure to contact the person in charge of the relevant branch." Hiroseto briefly explained his purpose of coming, backing He leaned back in his chair and waited for Eiichi Sanada's reply.

"You are too polite. According to President Miura's remarks on the document, Master Xinjiu has the right to ask us to do this." Sanada Yongichi politely returned the file bag to him, then dialed the phone on the desk, and ordered The secretary immediately started to prepare materials.

Yang Sixian walked back to the Dragon King Temple with the roast chicken, and found a person squatting at the bottom of the opposite wall.

Seeing that the other party was dressed in tatters, he suspected that the beggar wanted to beg in front of the door, so without thinking, he took out a piece of cash from his purse and threw it at his feet with a "ding dong", hoping that the beggar would leave quickly after taking the money, and not give it to himself. Bad luck.

The beggar raised his head slowly, and a scar across his face stretched from the ear to the corner of his mouth. It was the leader "Brother Qing" who jumped into the river on the foreign pier.

"Yo." Frightened by the hideous appearance of Scarface, Yang Sixian took two steps back, put his arms on the concrete wall, and almost dropped the roast chicken in his hand.

"You are...Xian Bao'er?" Dao Scarface picked up Xian Dayang at his feet, stood up from the ground, and patted the dirt on his pants.

"How do you know that my nickname is Xian Bao'er?" Yang Sixian turned sideways and took two steps back, staring at him defensively. Apart from his parents, there is no third person in his life who has called him that. Live yourself.

Scarface tossed the present ocean in his hand, and smiled with a slanted nose and mouth, "I, Yang Qingzong, will not even know my own nephew."

"Ah, second uncle?"

Yang Sixian stood there in a daze.It is good that he has an uncle named Yang Qingzong, but this second uncle has been wandering around all year round and has never wanted to return home.

When Yang Sixian's father, Yang Banxian, was alive, he once thought that his little brother, who had never been heard from, had become a wandering soul in the wilderness, and would cut two pieces of yellow paper into the gutter every New Year's festival. little bit.

Now that Yang Qingzong suddenly appeared alive in front of people, it is inevitable to give Yang Sixian, his nephew, the illusion of cheating his corpse in daylight.

"Go in and talk." Yang Qingzong saw that his nephew's eyes were round and round, and there was only horror in his eyes but no surprise, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and pointed to the door, as if he was arrogant and anti-customer.

"Xian Bao'er, I heard people say that you are very rich now, and many dignitaries are vying to curry favor with you." The old man Yang Qingzong walked around the house like this, and finally sat on the grand teacher's chair in the middle of the lobby, and took out the air of an elder to Yang Like a fairy, cross-examine carefully.

"It's nothing, just a few business owners who believe in feng shui and call me over to explore the ground from time to time." Yang Sixian kept his mouth shut and carefully considered his words. "What kind of wishful thinking does my second uncle want to make.

"Oh, so." Yang Qingzong had inquired about this nephew's situation long before he came to the door, seeing that he refused to reveal the truth at the moment, and he was not in a hurry to expose his faults, so he nodded his head as if he didn't know.

Yang Sixian heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't have much affection for this second uncle.

When his parents were together, he once heard his father complain to his mother, saying that the second uncle had a cold temper and was not enterprising. When his father died, he didn't know how to come back and cry for the coffin. When he ran out of money, he thought of looking for his elder brother.

Yang Qingzong should stay at home. The responsible people don’t deal with him, and the colleagues don’t have friendship with him. In the end, none of the serious work is done, but a lot of mess is caused.

Later, he disliked his elder brother for being poor, and went out to hang out by himself. I don't know if he got out of Mingtang, but I heard that he did a lot of business in blood licking with the tip of a knife.Therefore, Yang Qingzong hasn't come back for so many years, and no one in his family thinks of contacting him.

Yang Sixian didn't want to be taken advantage of by others for no reason. The father in his coffin hadn't had time to catch up with the current happy life. A second uncle with malicious intentions suddenly appeared in the broad daylight. What's the matter?

He wiped the hot sweat from his brow and told himself to calm down.Yang Sixian walked into the yard with his hands behind his back and walked around twice. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He was full of doubts and wanted to ask his second uncle for clarification.

However, Yang Qingzong came home prepared this time. He questioned his eldest nephew very well, but he didn't know anything about himself.In a few words, Yang Sixian was dismissed aside, and after asking his nephew to help him prepare daily necessities such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, he copied his hands and went to the room to act as a shopkeeper.

Now is the time for Yang Sixian to make a fortune, and he doesn't want to take this sudden job trouble on him.He watched coldly, and found that the second uncle seemed to be ready to stay at home for a long time, so he couldn't help but start to cry secretly.

When he was preparing dinner, he threw the big roast chicken he bought for exclusive use on the chopping board with a slap, picked up the kitchen knife and chopped off the chicken head with a "click", regretting that he had recruited a villain, and hated the two. Uncle didn't wink.