Jinghong Building

Chapter 376 Nightcup

He Shuquan was dizzy by the slap. He finally stood firm and immediately became angry.

"Is there anyone who is like you like this? I have suffered so much, and you don't ask, just hit me when I come up. Okay, just hit me, beat me to death, and see who will hold a can and hit a banner for you!"

The last sentence is effective.

But now it's different. In the past, Mr. He San had to piece together the money to sleep in the dark, but now it's different. He is the emperor's uncle. He can find a young and beautiful lady to give birth to a son for him. If one of them is not possible, If you have more, you can always give birth to a few sons who are both civil and military. If He Ran has such a big family business, he must have a few family members as helpers. How can outsiders compare to their younger brothers, right?

These days, although Mr. He San has been locked in a small dark room, he has good food and drinks. Apart from not having alcohol, the rest are better than being outside.

It’s not that He Ran wants to treat them well, but that the people below dare not be too lazy. He Ran is too busy, but only someone locks up the mother and son, and the others rely on the people below to figure out the others themselves. This is not, Although there is no special care, it is not harsh.

Facts have proved that when you are full and warm, Master He San still put the matter of asking the daughter of a famous family to give birth to a son for him, even when he was worried, even after eating and drinking.

Today is different from the past. He Shuquan once again used a can to hit a banner. Not only did he not hold it, but he slapped two more times on the face.

Old man Yu, who was standing beside him, couldn't bear to watch it anymore and advised him, "Third brother, please say it well, don't hit the child."

There were no lights in the room, only the lights and moonlight that came in from outside. Therefore, Master He San saw clearly who was coming in with He Shuquan at this time.

"My surname is Yu, is it your turn to speak here? Believe it or not, I will beat you together?"

Just three days ago, Old Man Yu was still Mr. He San's father and Mrs. He's meal ticket, but now it's different. Old Man Yu is already a shame for the mother and son's status as a stumbling block on the road to wealth.

Old Man Yu has been a gangster all his life, and he has always bullied others, not to mention He Laosan, who used to be a cheap son for him.

Old man Yu was furious and cursed: "He Lao San, what do you think you are? Without me, your mother-in-law has been sleeping on the streets for a long time. He Lao San, you have ten claws and you have finished chopping them down. You roll your eyes. Wolf, do you look down on me at this time? Bah!"

When Mrs. He heard Old Man Yu scold her son, she immediately became anxious and patted her thigh and cursed: "You old turtleman, who asked you to come? Do you know where this is? Are you worthy of coming here too? Give me Get out, get out quickly, we don’t know you, get out quickly!”

Old Man Yu was even more angry. He didn't know where this was!

He was carried in his pocket, did he want to come? Is he not good to live his own life?

"Old witch, you dare to let me get out. Why don't you let me get out when you take the silver from me?"

Mrs. He: "Who took your money? I don't have it. My precious old lady has a great family and a wealthy family and a family of children and grandchildren. I will ask you for money. You are talking nonsense and shameless!"

Old Man Yu was furious and waved his fist, but did not hit Mrs. He, but punched Mr. He San in the face.

First, he doesn’t hit women;

Second, it hits the child's body and hurts the mother's heart.

Unfortunately, Old Man Yu still doesn’t understand Mrs. He. At least, he doesn’t understand Mrs. He’s love for Mr. He San.

No matter how much love you are, it is better to love yourself more.

Although Mr. He San is young, he is far inferior to Old Man Yu in terms of physical strength or fighting experience.

Whether it is single or group fight, Old Man Yu has experienced many battles.

Master He San was beaten so hard that he couldn't raise his head, and he lay on the ground and howled.

What made Mr. He San even more depressed was that He Shuquan didn't help him. He stood beside him with his arms in his arms and watched the fun, almost shouting to cheer.

The movement in the small dark room quickly reached He Ran, and Qi Hong told He Ran everything he heard outside the door.

He Ran sneered: "Old man Yu is good to them, but now he turns his back on others and is not even as good as a dog. Go and ask about the reputation of Old Man Yu on the street and whether he has a life in his hands."

The news was soon found out. Old Man Yu's reputation was pretty good and loyal. A brother under his command was whipped to death by the Jinyiwei two years ago, leaving behind two sons, both of whom were raised by Old Man Yu. Now Both children were studying in school and did not become gangsters with Old Man Yu.

When Old Man Yu was young, there was a life in his hands, and there were more than one person, but he was not an honest commoner, and he was all gangsters who were as brave as he was.

He Ran nodded: "If Old Man Yu is injured, give him Jinchuang medicine and sneezing wine. Old Man Yu's meal contains wine and meat. Tell him that this is a reward for him. The other three are fine. ”

This is the first time that He Ran has mentioned their food since the He family and his son were locked up.

Qi Hong received the order, and the people below immediately knew what to do in the future.

If the esophageal tube is full, it is considered as feeding pigs.

When breakfast was delivered the next day, there was also a slap wine for Old Man Yu. He was not injured, but after all, he was old and beat too hard, and his shoulders were sore.

The three of the He family stared at each other and looked at the breakfast in front of them.

He Shuquan was the first one. Without comparison, there would be no harm, and the difference was not big.

But Mrs. He and Mr. He San were like they were pushed from the top of Mount Tai and rolled down.

What is this black and hard thing? There is no dish, only this one, one for each person.

Mrs. He turned her face away: "I don't want to eat it. The long-term workers in our village have never eaten this before. There was a disaster one year. I saw those victims who fled to escape and had eaten this."

Of course, Master He San didn't eat it either. As for He Shuquan, he was staring at Old Man Yu's job.

Large noodles!

In addition to a large bowl of noodles, there are two tea eggs.

I ate big noodles early in the morning, isn’t it greasy?

Old Man Yu took a bite and shook his head enjoyably: "It's delicious, this noodles are good. This is the best big noodles I've ever eaten in my life."

Of course, this is the chef of Mrs. Renyi's mansion, who was brought from the capital by Duke Ding from the capital.

While Old Man Yu was not paying attention, He Shuquan reached out to get the tea egg. Before his hand touched the eggshell, he was beaten by Old Man Yu: "Where you go, your grandmother said that no one in our family knows each other. , I dare to touch my tea eggs, and I won’t beat you to death.”

He Shuquan hurriedly said, "Master, you forgot. I didn't stop you when you beat my dad yesterday. We are the same group. Madam, just give me a tea egg. At worst, when you beat my dad again , I hugged him from behind, making him unable to move, and let you always beat him up."

Old Man Yu glanced at him sideways and said, "Well, kid is promising, better than your father, give it to him, eat it."

He Shuquan quickly peeled the tea egg and ate it all in two or three bites.

A little choked, Old Man Yu gave him half a bowl of noodle soup left. He Shuquan was taken away by Zong Qi's people from Li Si. He had only eaten two dried pancakes in the past two days, and he had been so hungry that he had long been hungry. After putting it on the back, He Shuquan's hunger finally eased after a tea egg and half a bowl of noodles soup.

But he is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, so he doesn't have enough food to eat. As for the black-faced cake, he doesn't know how to eat it. He is filial, so let it leave it to his father and his breasts.

Of course, Mrs. He and Mr. He San couldn't eat it either. It was nothing to be hungry anyway, so just be hungry.

It was noon in a blink of an eye, and He Ran never treated the people below. Therefore, as long as she was not so poor that she couldn't get rid of the blame, the people who followed her would be three times a day wherever she went.

Mrs. He and Mr. He San have already had experience. Here are three meals a day. If you don’t eat breakfast, then wait until noon to eat more. You can’t just eat black-fried cakes at noon. But they guessed wrongly, they didn’t have lunch, but Old Man Yu had it.

Old Man Yu’s lunch consists of two dishes and one soup, and two large bowls of white rice.

The dish is braised pork and stir-fried vegetables, and the soup is sour radish and old duck soup. The heat is sufficient, and the domineering aroma is straight into the nose of the three of He family.

He Shuquan got half a bowl of rice and half a bowl of soup. As for braised pork, Old Man Yu only gave one piece. The braised pork was delicious, and Old Man Yu couldn't bear to give it too much.

If I don’t understand it in the morning, now it’s noon, what else does Old Man Yu have to understand?

This is a reward, a reward for beating people.

So in the afternoon, Old Man Yu took the time to beat Master He San again. He Shuquan volunteered to hug Master He San's waist from behind, causing Old Man Yu to slap Master He San more than a dozen times in the face.

At night, Old Man Yu got a whole fat duck and a pot of wine, and he generously gave He Shuquan a big duck leg.

The He family's mother and son still didn't have dinner. Mrs. He shouted and shouted at the door. Qi Hong opened the door and pointed to the black-faced cakes thrown in the corner by the He family's mother and son: "Don't eat those, don't want new ones. of."

From last night to now, Mr. He San has been beaten twice, and the rice has not been in. It is a terrible sight to be lying on the ground.

Mrs. He scolded He Ran for being heartless. As soon as she cursed, Master He San struggled to cover her mouth.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

At this time, Master He San didn't understand anything. He Ran deliberately locked Old Man Yu and them up just to let Old Man Yu deal with them.

Even if they died at the hands of Old Man Yu, they were beaten to death by Old Man Yu. It was nothing to do with He Ran. He Ran didn't touch his body.

Poison, too poisonous!

"Mom, stop scolding. The more you scold, the faster we die."

This was so useful. Mrs. He swallowed the following words into her stomach. The mother and son looked at Old Man Yu who was drinking on their own.

This old guy is not afraid of the poison in the wine, so why don’t he poison him?

Old man Yu is not afraid of the poison in the wine. Although he doesn’t know where this is, those people can capture him and send him here. Whether it is the people who arrest him or the people here, they are all not ordinary people.

who is he? He is just an old bastard.

Old man Yu has been living on the street for most of his life and has long passed the age of being brave and fierce. He knew in his heart that people like them had reached the highest level, which was the chamber pot of high-ranking officials and nobles.

What is a chamber pot?

It is useful, very useful, and it does the dirtiest and most indecent things, and will never be placed in front of others, but will only hide in the most hidden place.

This day and night, Old Man Yu was wondering what was going on.

Until now, Mrs. He actually mentioned He Ran!

In Jinling City now, who is the most famous is definitely He Ran; who is the most powerful is definitely He Ran; who can control life and death is definitely He Ran!

He Ran is a true decisive person.

The He family’s mother and son are also true.

Since He Ran came to Jinling, something was wrong with the mother and son. Once when he returned home, the mother and son were whispering in the house, and he stopped talking when he saw him coming back.

So that's it, they are actually He Ran's family!

But obviously, He Ran doesn’t recognize them, why would his good family members not recognize them?

Needless to say? It must be a grudge.

And it was the mother and son who had done something to be sorry for He Ran.

hehe.

Old man Yu knew that this might be his greatest opportunity in his life. If he used it well, he would catch it. If he had sex, he would have a good life and a spicy food and drink, he would have all the face. If he couldn't catch it, he would be the mouse that came out of the gutter, and he would only be photographed. Death.

In the face of absolute power, a gangster like him is not even as good as an ant.

Old Man Yu stood up and walked to Mrs. He. Mrs. He was startled and instinctively shrank back: "What are you doing here? Get out of here!"

Old man Yu sneered: "Liu Ahua, what are you saying? A couple has been kind to you for a hundred days, let alone we have been sleeping in the same bed for two years."

Mrs. He was stunned: "What Liu Ahua, have you drunk too much?"

Of course, her parents' family would not be too bad if she could marry into the He family. Her father was also a scholar after all, so how could he give her the name Liu Ahua?

Her boudoir name is Siyu, and she is as beautiful as flowers, as jade.

Old man Yu snorted coldly: "What are you pretending? Aren't you Liu Ahua? Your son set up a document when he gave me your dictionary, and Liu Ahua was written in black and white."

Mrs. He was shocked and angry. When the third brother defeated her to Old Man Yu, he also established a document?

How can this be done?

Isn’t this the reason for being caught?

The old man died for many years, and she still wanted He Ran to build a martyr's temple for her a hundred years later.

She wants to be a wise woman, how can she have a document to be sold? No!

Mrs. He looked at Mr. He San and asked Mr. Yu for his blessing. Qi Hong was worried that Old Man Yu would not be able to see clearly when he hit someone, so she hung a lantern outside the window. Although it was through the window paper, the room was illuminated brightly. Mrs. He could clearly see Mr. He San's face.

My nose is bruised and swollen, and my nose is dry.

"Have you established the name?" asked Mrs. He.

Master He San could only answer with a tough bullet: "If you don't stand, you must make it. This is the rule."

"What rules? You are crazy and stupid. Who asked you to establish such a document? You are unfilial son, turtle! I will beat you to death!"

Mrs. He rushed forward and grabbed and beat Mr. He San. Mr. He's already terrible face instantly added a few more blood marks.

"Don't type. Although I have established a document, I wrote about Liu Ahua. I didn't write your real name. It's a fake name or a fake name!"