Thanks to the two respected ladies, they are full.

Otherwise, the high-speed railway will definitely dump all the fruits of the morning's work in the dustbin.

That's three hundred thousand.

Ye's mother and daughter bought so many clothes that they only bought him a pair of shorts.

But the high-speed rail is useless - children who grow up in xianglou never wear it to avoid stunting.

After seeing that this guy's face was rather ugly, the Ye family's mother and daughter finally ignored the palpitations for the time being, got up with a smile, and took the initiative to wash the dishes.

When they are busy and want to share the stolen goods with their fashion bags, the high-speed railway, which is sitting on the sofa watching TV, raises its hand and pats the sofa, indicating that they are all sitting there.

Night gave Ye Xingchen black eyes, day gave her some courage.

She pinched her waist with both hands and looked unhappy: "high speed rail, you don't think you can treat us as slaves if you saved us last night, do you?"

Look, this is the woman.

When you need to call brother, you don't need to blow your beard and stare.

The high-speed railway was too lazy to explain anything to her, just asked: "do you want to know the latest news of Jiang Hao?"

The two women's faces turned white.

They looked at each other, did not say anything, quietly sat on the sofa, very obedient, waiting for the explanation of the high-speed railway.

"Thirsty, want to have tea."

"I have a sore shoulder. Maybe I caught a cold last night."

"What about cigarettes? I put it on the table

When the Ye family's mother and daughter ask for something, it's really not in line with the high-speed railway's principle of being a human being not to treat them as slaves.

Two women who want to know Jiang Hao's latest news -- endure.

But Bai Ruoying lights a cigarette full of water for him, and ye Xingchen beats his shoulder on his back. After three minutes, he doesn't mention Jiang Hao.

Ye Xingchen is impatient, twist his left ear, silent sneer: "Mr. Gao, playing with your wife and mother-in-law, is there a sense of achievement?"

Before her voice fell, her mother suddenly opened her eyes and mouth and looked at the TV.

Ye Xingchen was a little puzzled. When he looked back, he heard the host play it in a calm tone: "at about four o'clock this morning, a young man was near Lingxiu city. When a car passed by normally, he suddenly jumped from the side of the road and jumped on the car - the man died on the spot. Now it has been found out that the man's name is Jiang Hao. "

In the upper left corner of the TV host, there is a picture of the man.

Although the man's eyes, played a mosaic, but ye's mother and daughter or recognize him at a glance, it is the devil last night.

Jiang Hao, dead?

Last night, after he was crushed by the high-speed railway, he was crushed under the rockery of Baihua park with rocks. Why did he die near Lingxiu City, 20 kilometers away?

Seriously injured Jiang Hao, how to break two big stones, and how to walk so far and so on, the Ye's mother and daughter don't care at all.

They only know that the source of their nightmare, with the broadcast of this news, disappeared.

It's a long day.

Seeing them in a daze, the high-speed railway has a damned sense of achievement again, as if it had done something great.

"Yes, you killed him."

Bai Ruoying's lips trembled and looked at the high-speed railway.

The high-speed railway stood up and said, "Lao Bai, are you still awake? It's clear on TV that he was killed, and the car didn't escape, but you framed me as the murderer. Hum, food can be eaten indiscriminately, but words must not be spoken indiscriminately. If you dare to frame me up again, even if you are my mother-in-law, we will see you in court. "

With a serious sentence, the high-speed railway walked out of the living room with an unhappy face.

It's a good day out there.

Breakfast and eat more full, the room came crying annoying, or go to the opposite lawn for a walk.

The same is crying, but the meaning is different.

When ye's mother and daughter cried last night, the deaf could hear the fear.

Now the cry, but singing like joy, like dead husband -

Jiang Hao left them psychological shadow, completely dissipated.

When they think back to the scene last night, it will only be a nightmare.

No matter how terrible the nightmare is, who cares when you wake up?

According to the plan a few days ago, Ye's mother and daughter went to Beijing this afternoon to celebrate Bai's birthday.

But after the incident last night, they had no idea to go to Beijing.

But when the high-speed railway wandered outside for more than an hour and came home to see them again, they were gaunt and looked like flowers in full bloom.

Especially blind girl, there is no temperament of beauty president, a snow foot stepped on the table, left hand pinched waist, low head, bent back, slanting eyes and mouth, female a Fei like to Gao Tian repeatedly hook his right index finger: "high speed rail, come here, help me, give my grandfather what gift."

The high-speed railway hates her action. It's like calling a suckling dog."I'll give you whatever you like. It's none of my business."

"What's your attitude? That's my grandfather, and that's your grandfather. It's none of your business. It's none of whose business? "

Ye Xingchen rightfully reprimanded, let the high-speed railway speechless, had to sit beside her: "well, you first talk, what gift do you plan to send?"

"Mom, you tell him."

"Why me -"

"because you are my mother."

"All right, all right. Cough, cough. "

Bai Ruoying coughed a few times. Looking at the high-speed railway, she laughed and said, "no money."

"No money?"

The high-speed railway was stunned: "the gift you are going to give is that you have no money -"

he suddenly understood.

All of Ye Xingchen's money, including the more than 100000 yuan in the shoe box, fell into the company.

The 300000 high-speed railway gave to Bai Ruoying were squandered by them yesterday.

Now they are poor and jingle all over. The reason why they call for the high-speed railway to come and discuss is that they want to be shameless and ask him to take out gifts to please Mr. Bai.

After figuring out what was going on, the high-speed railway laughed angrily: "ha ha, ladies, please don't forget why I stayed at home. If you forget, I can remind you. I'm a soft eater! What is soft food? Do you understand? If you don't understand, I'll popularize it for you. "

Is it not a joke to ask the high-speed railway, which is eating their soft food, to help them take out birthday gifts to please Mr. Bai?

After the high-speed railway said that, without waiting for their reaction, they stood up and quickly walked upstairs, walked into Ye Xingchen's bedroom and slammed the door.

They can give whatever they like to Bai Lao, which has nothing to do with high-speed rail.

He just wants to have a good sleep now.

Last night, I was running around. After I came back, I watched them and sat on the chair until dawn. Now I'm almost sleepy.

He hoped that when he woke up, he and the two women had gone.

In that way, he can take the travel expenses he earned last night, first find a bar to have a good drink, and then find experts in Entrepreneurship and finance to have a good consultation, and see how to settle the $10 million that Ruan Wugu gave him.

But he was sleeping soundly when the door was knocked.

Better a drunkard than a sleeper.

This is a common saying, because people who lack sleep will have low blood sugar and easily lose their temper.

The high-speed railway lost its temper. When the man outside knocked on the 86th, he turned over and jumped to the ground, opened the door abruptly, opened his mouth and scolded, "are you sick? It's over or not! "

He thought it was Ye Xingchen who knocked at the door.

It was Bai Ruoying who knocked at the door.

He thought that sooner or later he would change his bad habit of sleeping without any clothes.

But the high-speed railway said politely, "Lao Bai, please cover your eyes with your hands."

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