Cannon fodder for his brother

Chapter 570 The Best Brother 9
"It's already noon, it's time to find a place to eat."

Yan Zhen raised his head to look at the sky, the sun was high in the sky, and there was a burst of fragrance from the nearby restaurant, which made his stomach groan twice.

"That's right, why don't you just eat here." Duanmu Ling pointed to a restaurant with a unique decoration.

"Your restaurant?"

This restaurant not only has a unique decoration, but the name is also quite unique.

"It's really funny that someone calls your restaurant."

Ah Ruo covered her mouth and smiled, "Let's rest here for a while."

"it is good."

A group of people entered your restaurant and just sat down.

Yan Zhen's face tensed in an instant.

Not only that, Duanmu Ling and A Ruo also changed their expressions.

"Ning Zhaozhao, why is she here?"

Ning Zhaozhao was sitting at the shopkeeper of the inn, dialing the abacus.

Shake the abacus from time to time, with a faint smile on his face.

"Hey, lady boss, you are in a good mood today."

"none of your business."

"Little widow, you said you were so beautiful, yet you spoke in such an aggressive tone."

"Isn't it a long night, lonely and lonely, why not find a man to marry, what do you think of me? Let's sing and sing every night, and let you be a bride every day."

"I'm afraid you have the waxy head of a silver gun and are of little use."

Ning Zhaozhao laughed lightly.

She was already beautiful, but with such a smile at this moment, it brightened up the whole hall.

"Hahaha—" Everyone burst into laughter.

This person changed his face.

"Ning Zhaozhao, I've proposed marriage with good intentions over and over again, why are you always so ungrateful?"

"I have already said that I, Ning Zhaozhao, will never marry again in this life, so just give up on this."

"How old are you, a girl, to say such things?"

"That is to say, you must always give other men a chance?"

"Forget it, I will never fall in love with anyone else in my life."

Her brother was in the backyard.

"Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being rude."

The man seemed offended.

He nodded directly at the person beside him, "I'm going to tie you up today, and I'm going to tie you back. I've tolerated you enough, but if you volunteer to go back with me, the lady's position can be reserved for you. But if you are tied back by me, you can only be my concubine."

"Hmph, I knew that few of you men are good guys."

A group of men rushed forward in an instant.

The guests in the restaurant all carried their plates calmly and walked to the corner.

"Should we help?" Ah Ruo asked with widened eyes. "Anyway, we got to know each other once, and you were married to her once."

When the word "marriage" was mentioned, Ah Ruo's face was slightly aggrieved.

"It's my fault, so I can't help, lest she misunderstand again, let Duanmu Ling come up, after all—" Although it is not clear how she became a widow.

Are you cursing Yan Zhen?

Ah Ruo didn't understand what he meant, but Yan Zhen understood.

After all, he was the one who actually married her.

Yan Zhen stood up.Just about to start.

But Ning Zhaozhao put his hand on the table, jumped out from inside, swung the long whip in his hand, and threw everyone out with a crackling sound.

The movements are crisp and neat, revealing a bit of heroic spirit.

"Tell you, the next time you see me, my old lady, stay away, otherwise, once I see you, I will beat you once."

Ning Zhaozhao waved the whip vigorously.

The vicious wind frightened the man instantly, and he didn't see the previous majestic appearance at all.

"Then, what if I'm here for dinner?"

The food in this inn is so delicious, he doesn't want to miss it.

"If you're just here for dinner, then I'm welcome anytime, remember to pay for your meal this time."

"I know, I know."

The man hurriedly took out a silver coin and put it on the table, "I haven't finished eating, can I pack it?"

Yan Zhen: "—"

"Naturally it is possible."

Ning Zhaozhao retracted his whip, and his face changed back to the original smiling person.

The surrounding guests saw that the crisis was resolved and returned to their original positions. "Miss Boss, you are good at whipping."

"That is to say, I would smash one or two tables before, but now I basically can't."

"That's right, it costs money to buy a table."

"Miss Boss, you are too stingy, you did not pay for the table."

"No way, I still have to support my family."

Ning Zhaozhao put away the ingot of silver.

"It seems that the food in this restaurant should be quite good." Duanmu Ling said with emotion.

If it weren't for this, it would be ironic that this person was still thinking about those leftovers after a fight with her just now.

"Is this person so short of money?" Duanmuling couldn't help asking the person next to him.

"Of course not. Your inn has a rule. If you don't finish the food you ordered this time, you are not allowed to eat here for two months." The man said while sucking on the noodles.

It was also difficult for him to speak clearly with noodles in his mouth.

"It looks like Ning Zhaozhao is doing pretty well."

It's not only good, it's even better than what she did in Shangjing.

Ning Zhaozhao seemed to have seen them too, his brows were slightly frowned, but he didn't say anything.

Yan Zhen called Xiao Er to order food.

Seeing Ning Zhaozhao sitting back in the shopkeeper's seat.

He suddenly felt a little funny.

When I was thinking about whether to talk to her, I saw her suddenly smile inwardly, the smile was sweet from the heart, not as hypocritical as before.

"You said this little widow, does she have someone she likes?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

"I think so, look, so many people like this little widow."

"She's really pretty."

The two people next to them were whispering.

Yan Zhen frowned.

For some reason, hearing the word widow made him feel a little unhappy.

"Qingfeng, come here and collect the money."

"it is good."

A waiter walked up to the counter.

Ning Zhaozhao walked towards the back.

Yan Zhen couldn't take his eyes off her.

He saw a man's hand holding her.

"elder brother?"

"You got into a fight again."

"Well, this time, I had better control. Not a single table was broken."

Ning Zhaozhao took Ning Hongze's arm.

"awesome."

"It's all taught by my brother."

Ning Zhaozhao rested his head on Ning Hongze's shoulder, and the two walked back affectionately, completely oblivious to the fact that someone was quietly following behind them.

Yan Zhen's eyes widened in disbelief.

what is this?
Ning Hong?
Why did he see Ning Hongze?

A chill surged through his chest, making his hair stand on end.

Ning Hong is obviously dead, he killed it himself.

He was there when he was buried.

Watched him die.

Watch the dirt cover the coffin with your own eyes.

But—he raised his head, so what is this person?
　Happy April Fools' Day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)