Chapter 6393 He is a special case
Even if Master Qiku has been imprisoned, he does not dare to be disrespectful. Such a strong man usually has a strong enough background. He is just a little shrimp and cannot be offended. .
Little people also have the survival wisdom of little people, especially those in mixed prisons, who have the most basic ability to observe words and emotions.
After a while, the soldier carefully found a glass of water and stuffed it into the room through the window.
This prison has tables and chairs. It is clean and refreshing. Compared with other rooms, it is like heaven.
Those who are crammed into a room with a stinky smell are terrible.
"Be careful and don't think too much about that person."
The soldier warned. He knew that there were many unspoken rules in the prison, especially when it came to the treatment of prisoners. There are even more rules. He is afraid that if he offends this master, he may suffer disaster in the future.
"Third brother, don't worry, we will all listen to you." The jailers said one after another.
The soldier is called Baha. He is the third eldest son in the family. He used to be the prison warden, so the jailers call them third brother.
He nodded with satisfaction: "Just be patient, I'll go find the vice-captain."
After he left, he didn't waste any time and went straight to the vice-captain.
The vice-captain was pacing irritably at this time, grabbing his hair hard with his fingers, and he plucked out several of the already sparse hairs.
"That monk, where did he go?" the vice-captain asked immediately when he saw Baha coming in.
“In prison.” Baha said blankly.
"What? Did he really catch him?" the vice-captain said in surprise.
“He wasn’t caught, he came in on his own.” Baha said.
"Hey, this is a big trouble. Why does it get stuck with us? We city guards have small arms and legs, so we can't bear it." The deputy captain sighed.
"Vice Captain, there's nothing we can do. The commander was killed by them. We can't just ignore it. As a result, as soon as we spoke, the monk himself went into the cell..." Baha also sighed. , he is the vice-captain’s confidant and can speak frankly.
"The commander is not dead, but his ribs are all broken. If he doesn't rest in bed for half a year, I'm afraid he won't be able to get up."
The deputy captain said.
“If the commander had not died, maybe the situation would be better.”
“Well, there is a big problem here. You don’t know, that monk is known as the Master of Seven Sufferings. , is a very famous monk , it is said that it can communicate with the gods. This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that our king personally went outside the city to invite this Master of Seven Bitterness into the city... If I hadn't been well-informed, I wouldn't have known about this. ." The vice-captain took a deep breath.
"The people invited by the king...we have put them in jail, as well as Young Master Muhua. We can't afford to offend them and can't explain them." Baha also started to have a headache. He didn't listen to the deputy The captain said, it's better. Now that he knows so much inside information, the trouble is really big.
"What can we do?" Baha murmured to himself.
"I still want to ask you, don't you usually brag about how good you are? Why don't you have an idea?" said the vice-captain.
"Okay, let me think about it."
Bahar can only rush into battle, there is no other way, who makes him the direct confidant of the vice-captain, a true best friend.
"Maybe this is a good thing." Baha's eyes suddenly lit up, and he figured out something.
"How do you say it?" the vice-captain said with his hands behind his back. "Think about it, the commander is seriously injured. We can't fight for this position of commander. As long as we find the right opportunity..."
Baha said with a smile.
Changping Village.
Yang Huazhong felt embarrassed about the heavy responsibility entrusted by Sun. He was unable to distribute the gifts from each household to their respective hands in a short morning, and postponed it until tomorrow morning. It would be even more inappropriate for Mrs. Sun to deliver it herself.
After all, before Mrs. Sun left in the morning, she had already sent him a few gifts. They are also relatives, so you can't treat one favorably and waste so long on giving gifts, right? It doesn’t make sense!
In desperation, Yang Huazhong thought of Yang Ruoqing and shouted directly to him to explain the matter.
Yang Ruoqing looked at the mountains of gifts in front of her and felt that it was really difficult for her.
I originally thought that I would be lazy today and read some miscellaneous books at home, but unexpectedly I was caught by my father and used as a coolie again.
"Dad, you are really my biological father. You can even think of me!"
"Hey, who made you my daughter? Those who can do more work, you help dad Distribution, we have to finish it before your mother comes back, otherwise we will have to deal with her.”
"Ha, let's do it."
Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves and inspected each gift, and then sorted them skillfully and quickly like a courier. Soon, the small mountain of gifts was shining at each house. Place them for each household and write their names on the sides with small pieces of paper.
Yang Huazhong sat next to him holding a hookah bag and puffing on it. He squinted at Yang Ruoqing as she was busy working. He was not only satisfied with his daughter's ability to do things, but also satisfied with the newly bought hookah rod in his hand.
When he was satisfied with smoking, Yang Ruoqing was finished.
“Dad, it’s all done, let’s give it away together.”
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, my dear, you have really done a lot for me!" Yang Huazhong looked grateful.
Yang Ruoqing smiled helplessly, are you being polite? It can be seen that most men are resistant to these trivial things.
Just like men can never successfully find that piece of clothing or a pair of socks in the clothes cupboard, but naming that piece of clothing and that pair of socks often hangs in front of their eyes...their eyes He can always automatically filter out the one he is looking for among a pile of clothes.
So the last classic dialogue is: Wife, help me find some clothes.
Daughter-in-law, didn’t you see my socks?
Girl, where did you stuff my big pants?
How come you, mother-in-law, are missing a bunch of clothes and trousers when I come home? Was this stolen by a thief?
At this time, women's answers are often different, but if collected and sorted, they can probably be divided into the following categories:
The gentle and virtuous type: Here, here you go You found it. Do you want me to help you put it on?
Violent and brutal type: Are you blind? Can't you see it right in front of you? What? ...didn’t see it? Just wait, I'll come here. If I find it later, I will pluck out your eyeballs and feed them to the dogs!
Funny: Can’t find it? Then you call me sister, and I will help you find it, Goosegoose (smirking...)
There is also the gentle and melancholy type: (whispering to himself while rummaging around To himself) Hey, I’m really worried about what you will do if I disappear in the future. I couldn't find any clothes, and I couldn't put food in my mouth...
I randomly arranged a lot of interesting things between husband and wife in my mind, and thought about the way she and Tang Yazi got along, Yang Ruoqing was still secretly sweet. With.
Luo Fengtang is a special case.
(End of this chapter)