Chapter 663

Ling Qingyu insisted that the injured Yan San rest and drive by herself, but the car didn't go out for hundreds of meters. As soon as it turned a hill, she drove a wheel into the ridge.

The road in the field is not wide. She is not familiar with the distance and length of this SUV. Most importantly, her driving skills are really

Yan San held back a smile, casually wrapped the wound sprinkled with Yunnan Baiyao on his hand, got out of the car, lifted the wheel back, and then asked Ling Qingyu to give up his seat to the co driver's seat, and drove on the road by himself.

Ling Qingyu looked at the bandage on his arm, and her heart was still pumping. Fortunately, because of the injury of Yelu, she put a medicine box on all cars.

"I'm really fine." Yan San stroked her cheek and said with a smile, "you've seen it too. Compared with those, what's this?" It's just that he cut a little skin. Just to make it look terrible, he made the wound grow a little longer.

"But you can obviously not get hurt!" Lingqingyu hated and said, "in the future, no matter what reason, you should put your own safety first, you know! What are their eyes and those rumors? Is it worth my heartache? Let them die!" She knew Yan San's consideration. If there was nothing wrong with them and they didn't know how to say it, they wouldn't have walked so smoothly if some dirty water poured on him.

Yan San kissed her cheek sideways and said, "it's really okay. It's just scary. It can be cured in two days. If you don't believe it, I'll let you experience it tonight."

"Cough!" Ling Ma coughed twice, which made Yan San's ears crimson immediately, and then drove honestly.

"Yan San..." Ling Ma called.

"Yes!" Yan San's body can't help it.

"Be careful later." Ling Ma sighed. Although the injury was much lighter than the fear of seeing her daughter under the archway, Ling Qingyu said that he would not be injured at all with his ability. He was deliberately injured, only for his daughter.

"Yes!" The corners of the mouth are slightly cocked, and Yan San responds with light and heavy words.

"Mom, did they refuse you this time? That's just right. I don't want to join their family tree. My father didn't want it 20 years ago, and now I don't want it. Let's make our own family." Ling Qingyu turned back. Here, she really doesn't want to come again.

"OK." Ling Ma nodded.

President Zheng looked at the mountain forest and the nearby mountains, and was more interested in Cheng Jia's explanation. He said that he would directly go to the provincial city to find Secretary Tong, and then said that Secretary Tong was his classmate. His concept of cultural real estate was chatted with Secretary Tong and a group of classmates, but he didn't know how to do it. Now that Cheng Jia's design drawing was out, he figured it out. He went to Secretary Tong.

Cheng Jia and Yang Zhao pushed Jin Dashao to him and resolutely refused to go to the provincial capital with him.

reason?

The reason is very simple. I have to eat with my wife.

So president Zheng took Jin Dashao to the provincial capital, and they went home.

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Then I saw Yan San injured.

Ling Ma said the process, and then said that Ling Xiaoxu was separated by a few people, but he was one of the hardest hit people. Several people knew the reason. I was afraid that Ling Xiaoxu spread many rumors, and those village people also said it was hard to obey. If it wasn't for those people who were Ling Qingyu's people, I was afraid that Yan San couldn't even shoot those swords, and it would be gratifying to kill those sons of bitches.

After finishing with Ling Qingyu, President Zheng, Yang Zhao looked at Yan San's arm half lying on the sofa by the window, and then asked after Ling Qingyu went out, "it's hard to hear?"

Yan San raised his hand, looked at the bandage and said, "she said she wanted to be independent and get rid of that family."

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "it's worth it."

"Yes." Yan San echoed. Over there, the Ling family and she are his family. Everything about him, he really can't stand those people who ignore and despise her in the name of the Ling family. Since those nominal clansmen don't love her and don't even give her the most basic respect, it's better to put it aside. It's enough for her to have them to love her.

At night, Yan San proved with facts that even if Yan San, an iron man, was still brave with dozens of swords, how could he care about such a little flesh injury? Ling Qingyu, who leaned lazily in his arms and lay in bed in the morning, didn't think of it until he heard the high call in the yard. Today is the day when Aunt Biao came to visit.

My aunt was 88 years old and still walking fast. As soon as she entered the door, she began to instruct Ling Ma on how to tidy up the yard. She asked her grandson and great grandson to put the fresh vegetables, live chickens, live ducks and eggs brought by her, as well as a pile of preserved fish and bacon, which were directly piled into the kitchen.

The yard where two tractors were parked was suddenly full of chickens and ducks, and it was noisy.

Ling Qingyu hurried to get up and wash. After that, she asked Yan San to choose the most old-fashioned and the cheapest clothes to wear, but her hair was combed neatly. After coming back, she turned her hair back to pure black. After doing so, she looked like a pure village girl.

Then he changed Yan San into a simple and capable clothes, combed all the wisps that he usually had to fall off, and wiped some of his saliva in panic.

Then take Yan San down.

Yan Qi stood outside the door and saw the two people come out. He said, "the man surnamed Zheng called in the evening and asked Yang Zhao and Cheng Jia to go to the provincial capital today. They went there early in the morning. Well, ye soul followed." Ling Qingyu is now a soldier in every corner of the country. When he travels far away, night soul or shadow nine will always follow him.

Not hearing the voices of Zhao Yinfeng and Meng Su, Ling Qingyu pulled Yan Qi to comb his long hair again, and asked, "Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng have also gone?"

Yan nodded and said, "well, he Li means it's better for them to participate in these things early."

In fact, according to Ling Qingyu's original intention, he doesn't want them to start intervening in these things so early, but the plan can't catch up with the change.

Seeing her frown slightly, Yan Qi's slender white fingers wiped away the wrinkles on her eyebrows and said with a smile, "don't worry, Yang Zhao knows how to do it. They won't take the lead or be the main force. Just show your face and show your cooperation now." Originally, they only intended to kill Ling Haolin, but Ling Qingyu called Jiang Xin that day. Since the boss said he would seize the benefits, they naturally had to do their best. Cheng Jia's design drawing was discussed with Yang Zhaohe Li several times and asked Qin Zihao many questions before it came out.

Since they want to do it, they are bound to make it happen. Without saying anything, they can get the maximum benefit at the least cost.

Or, dare you say it's her man?