Chapter 160 Two Dead Bastards

"Why?" Tang Huai was puzzled, but still walked over.

Before she approached, Jing Xuan stretched out his arm, hugged her, and stood in front of the yard with her, looking at the mountain ahead.

"I just want to hug you like this and enjoy the scenery here with you."

"..." Looking at the surrounding scenery, Tang Huai didn't think it was so beautiful, it was all mountains.

"When we are old, can we just live in seclusion like this?"

"Not good!" Tang Huai immediately refused.

Upon hearing this, Jing Xuan frowned, tilted his head, and looked at her deeply: "Not good?"

Tang Huai felt that she rejected it too quickly, which was a bit hurtful.

It hurts to reject Jing Xuan, but why didn't you think so when you rejected Zhang Tingzhi?

Tang Huai scratched his head and said, "When I get old, I don't want to live in seclusion like this. I want to go to a big city."

"Okay, I'll accompany you to the big city."

"I want to save a lot of money, and when I get old, I'll eat and play." Tang Huai said with a smile.

"How about taking you around the world?"

Tang Huai thought for a while and nodded: "Traveling around the world is good, but I will go when I am middle-aged, not old age, because I have trouble moving."

"Middle age..." Jing Xuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and Tang Huai's voice was clear and pleasant: "Okay, when we reach middle age, we will travel around the world."

His warm breath sprayed on Tang Huai's face, making Tang Huai's delicate skin itchy, as if his heartstrings were being gently pulled out by his slender fingers.

Tang Huai's eyes were a little dazed, and he said, "Who said middle-aged people want to travel around the world with you? I can do it alone!"

Jing Xuan smiled: "You stubborn girl."

"Squeak..."

The door of the tile house behind him was pulled open.

Tang Huai and Jing Xuan turned their heads and saw Yang Jinghai holding the door with both hands, and shouted at them: "Don't show affection in my yard, get out of here!!!"

Tang Huai: ...

Are they showing affection?

"Old man, we just want to show our affection in your yard, why, are you jealous?" Jing Xuan smiled strangely.

Upon hearing this, Tang Huai raised her eyes and looked at Jing Xuan in surprise.

This guy, how could he talk to Grandpa Yang like this? What should I do if I irritate him? !

"Get out!" Yang Jinghai stared at Jing Xuan fiercely with red eyes.

"Don't get lost." Jing Xuan said to Tang Huai: "Tang Huai, go catch a chicken and kill it. We will eat chicken today."

"Brother Jingxuan, what's wrong with you?" Tang Huai was puzzled like a monk of two feet.

Jing Xuan whispered in her ear: "Facing the old man with a weird temper, don't follow his wishes, but sing against him."

Tang Huai: ...

Is that all right?

In Yang Jinghai's eyes, this scene seemed like he was biting his ear and whispering.

Suddenly someone came to the door, Yang Jinghai was already very unhappy, now, they said they wanted to kill his chicken, Yang Jinghai was almost furious.

"Two dead bastards!" Yang Jinghai grabbed the broom at the corner of the door and rushed out to beat someone.

"Old man, save your breath." Jing Xuan looked at Yang Jinghai who rushed over aggressively, and smiled calmly: "I am Yang Rong's classmate."

When Yang Jinghai heard this, he raised his broom hand high and froze in mid-air.

He looked at Jing Xuan in surprise: "What did you say?!"

Jing Xuan smiled and said, "I'm Yang Rong's classmate."

"You bastard, I'll beat you to death!" His son only went to the fourth grade, where are his classmates?

Yang Jinghai's broom was about to hit Jingxuan.

Jing Xuan took two steps forward and blocked Tang Huai behind him. He stretched out his arm and grabbed Yang Jinghai's arm easily, and said with a smile, "Grandpa Yang, I can push you down the mountain with a little force. Tell the villagers, if you miss your child, you will fall to your death, and the villagers will believe me."

"You..." Yang Jinghai glared at Jing Xuan angrily, "You son of a bitch, who are you?"

Tang Huai held his forehead, quite speechless.

This fellow Jing Xuan...he is threatening the old man!

Tang Huai looked at Jing Xuan's back and suddenly felt that Jing Xuan was a military ruffian, a bad military ruffian.

"My name is Jing Xuan." Jing Xuan said.

Yang Jinghai has been living here for the past few days, almost cut off from the outside world, and has no idea who Jing Xuan is.

"If you ask me to see a doctor, I won't!" Without Jing Xuan's explanation, Yang Jinghai refused.

Tang Huai walked out, "Grandpa Yang, why don't you see a doctor?"

Yang Jinghai glanced at Tang Huai coldly, and then looked at Jing Xuan angrily: "I asked my son knowingly, and I mentioned my son!"

Yang Rong is the son of Yang Jinghai?

Didn't he have only one son who was put to death by himself?

Doesn't it make people sad that Jing Xuan mentioned his son?

Tang Huai glanced at Jing Xuan reproachfully, wanting to kick him away.

"Grandpa Yang, have you eaten yet?" Tang Huai asked.

"No!" Yang Jinghai looked at Jing Xuan with the look of an enemy.

Jing Xuan smiled, and the man's eyes were as black as ink: "Let my little wife cook for you, she can cook."

"I can't eat it when I see you!" Yang Jinghai hurried away: "Hurry up, hurry up! Don't get in my eyes here! You son of a bitch, let go of me!"

Jing Xuan let go of Yang Jinghai, and smiled at Tang Huai, "Are you hungry?"

Tang Huai nodded: "I'm so hungry that my stomach is croaking."

"Let's go to the mountains to catch pheasants." After saying that, he dragged Tang Huai away.

"Hmph!" Seeing them leaving, Yang Jinghai snorted coldly, turned around, and closed the door.

After Tang Huai and Jing Xuan walked out of the yard, Tang Huai asked, "Is there really a pheasant?"

"Probably not." Jing Xuan's eyes flickered: "Even if there were, they would be caught and eaten. There are no pheasants, but there are domestic chickens."

"Brother Jingxuan, don't you want to catch Grandpa Yang's chicken and kill it?" Tang Huai was startled.

Jing Xuan raised his lips: "Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is a problem. It's the chicken raised by Grandpa Yang, and he is reluctant to eat it! Let me tell you, why do you look like a military ruffian?" Tang Huai rolled his eyes.

She was already pretty and lovely, but this rolling of her eyes made her look very funny, and it didn't affect her beauty.

Jing Xuan couldn't help raising his hand, and pinched her face, which was tender and felt very good, with a hint of bewilderment in his mellow voice: "I was originally a military ruffian."

"Don't pinch my face." Tang Huai slapped Jing Xuan's hand away, and stomped anxiously: "What should I do? Grandpa Yang gets angry at every turn. If we do this, he will only make him angry. How can we persuade him to help me? Is Mom seeing a doctor?"

"Go kill the chicken and eat it."

"He will get angry when he sees us killing his chicken." This Grandpa Yang has a really bad temper.

"Hey, listen to me." Jing Xuan patted Tang Huai's head, then pulled her to Yang Jinghai's kitchen.

Yang Jinghai's kitchen is very simple, and the bamboo door is not locked.

half an hour later.

Yang Jinghai came out of the house and saw two bastards squatting at the door of his kitchen plucking chicken feathers.

"Ah..." Yang Jinghai suddenly let out a roar of the east lion, and was about to charge forward with a wooden stick.

PS: Jingxuan is really not bad at all.

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