Ping Qing kicked up with a fierce kick, and the man roared like a beast. His fists and feet stormed the man's body, and was finally stopped by Meng fan.

"All right Meng fan drags Ping Qing, the man on the ground has been in a coma. He bends down and reaches for his nose.

If the spirit is like a gossamer, two more times, this small life will be explained.

"Thank you." Ping Qing bowed his head and said thanks sincerely.

"I don't know." He nodded to him and beckoned Liu Yong, the guard of Meng Xingzhi not far away, to come over. "This man is for you to handle. Let him go in and put on the bottom of the prison." He wanted to say that it was easy, but he was afraid that Ping Qing would think more, so he changed his mind. If you survive, Yama won't think much about it.

Liu Yong showed an expression that wanted to cry, "Meng fan, is he still in prison?"

"Oh Meng fan murmured softly, "then you send people to Gu's home and give them to Gu Yuehong."

Ping Qing's gloomy face was so tense that he pulled out a smile that was worse than crying. Liu Yong wanted to die. The two exchanged a look, and Ping Qing patted him on the shoulder sympathetically.

"Hard work."

Mrs. Gu gave Meng fanhong You can imagine the scene and the reaction of the family.

Pressure in the heart of Ping Qing for so many days of depression finally dissipated, he joked: "I heard that Gu Yuehong likes you? Does the Gu family intend to marry the Meng family? "

Meng fan looked at him with eyes that people couldn't understand. After a long time, he said, "what's the matter?"

“…… Not so good. "

"The living king of hell is here, at Chen Yingjie's house! It happens that you will come with me. "

"Good!"

******

the atmosphere of the new year's Eve in the old courtyard is much more lively than that in the new courtyard. Many people grew up here when they were children, and they like to come and play during the Spring Festival holidays. Every day is not in this party is to go to which family to have a meal, noisy retired retired old chief angry curse.

In the light of Gao Jinglin, Gu Yunbo is also called by him to play. At the beginning of 1977, it was cold and there was nothing to play with. It's mainly playing mahjong, drinking and chatting.

They all grew up in the courtyard. They knew each other since they were young. They played together in several circles. Those like Meng fan's Shen Yu are among the best, but they don't have the time to play together. Today, when the old man went to give his comrades in arms a hundred years ago, Gao Jinglin invited his children to have dinner at home. At noon, he stole the good wine from the old man's collection, and a group of people were still drinking.

Gu Yunbo has also opened his eyes. He is indeed a military family! On this amount of wine, ordinary people can not compare, three or four bottles of white wine, a face is not red.

"Would you like a drink, sister Bo?" Gao Jinglin came over with a porcelain jar full of wine. "This is the last point. I left it for you. The old man of our family is so bad that he hides less wine than others. It's a shame. "

He complained, listening to Gu Yunbo want to beat him for his father.

"I don't drink it." She is not only poor at drinking, but also very bad at drinking.

"Sister Bo, you are a heroine among women. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you beat all of us as soon as you come up?" When Gao Jinglin talks, the wine comes to her face, and she gives way to her position.

Gu Yunbo has a black line.

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