The children went out to play wildly for a day and were still in high spirits when they came back in the afternoon. Only July was young and lacked energy. He walked unsteadily and kept rubbing his eyes. Tang Xu picked him up when he saw this. He muttered that he didn't need his mother to hold him and that he couldn't hold him. He struggled to get down. However, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he fell asleep in Tang Xu's arms in a blink of an eye.

"Give it to me, we still have some way to go." Du Yun said in a low voice.

Tang Xu hesitated for a while. She could hold Qiyue alone, but it was a bit difficult for her to walk. So she put Qiyue into Du Yun's open arms, and the two of them got very close. The slight scent of wood and sandalwood penetrated into her nose, bringing a calming breath. She had the urge to lean on him.

Tang Xu stepped back abruptly. What a loser! What's there to be ashamed of! It's not like I touched it! It's not like I haven't seen photos of celebrities and internet celebrities with abdominal muscles before! Where's your guts! She cursed herself in her heart, but still couldn't control the heat on her face.

Du Yun saw her jump away as if she was stung, holding her hands to her face, not knowing what she was thinking. Her ears were red, and he was about to ask, but suddenly realized that she was shy. This discovery made him unable to suppress the corners of his mouth, and an unknown sweetness surged up.

"Uncle, I can't walk anymore. I need you to carry me." Du Jiarui hugged Du Yun's legs and sat on his shoes.

"But your uncle is holding July, and July has fallen asleep, so he can't hold you anymore." Zhao Yunniang said.

"Jia Rui, be good and walk by yourself." Du Yun said.

Du Jiarui pursed his lips, unwillingly. He looked at July, apparently wanting to wake her up.

"Jia Rui!" Tang Xu pulled him over and said mysteriously, "Jia Rui, we have a mission now."

"Mission?" Du Jiarui tilted his head and looked at Tang Xu with his big eyes.

"Our mission is to return home quietly." Tang Xu put his hand to his mouth and whispered.

He has a mission! Du Jiarui opened his eyes wide, raised the corners of his mouth, covered his mouth with his hands, and revealed four small dimples on the back of his hands. He nodded and said, "I will complete this mission!"

"Then go inform your friends, and we can complete the task together."

"Okay!" Du Jiarui agreed, and a series of hehehe laughs escaped from his covered mouth. He leaned close to Fang Zijun's ear and whispered something. The three children were actually a little tired, but this 'mysterious' task cheered them up.

What kind of task is this? Du Yun shook his head and laughed, but the child fell for it. The three of them ran home hand in hand. Because they had a request to be quiet, they all tiptoed and looked around. If an adult did this, it would be very vulgar.

But the three of them are very cute, and this sneaky look does not seem vulgar at all. On the contrary, because of the clumsiness unique to children, people can't help smiling at the first sight of them.

After returning home safely, Tang Xu blushed and leaned over to take Qiyue. She couldn't help but imagine the feeling of being embraced in this embrace. It must be very warm, and maybe it could wrap her whole body.

Du Yun didn't know what she was thinking. He looked at her reluctantly and took Du Jiarui back.

Fang Zijun also returned home. He was eager to share today's happiness with his mother. Yu Xiaotao had prepared dinner and was waiting for them. Qi Qing had nothing to do and returned to Xiaoping Lane to help because the shop was closed today.

"Sister, it's time for dinner." Tang Xu shouted.

Yu Xiaotao brought out the food and said, "As soon as you left, she left."

"Ah? Going out? Did you say where you were going?" Tang Xu asked.

"Not really. I, I'm not too afraid to ask." Yu Xiaotao was a little afraid of Miss Tang. She always felt that her temperament was different from that of ordinary people, which made people feel a little scared.

"That's fine, let's eat." Tang Xu asked the children to wash their hands, still wondering where Tang Ling had gone. She hadn't seen her go out for so long, could she have been on a mission to kill someone? The assassins of the Tang family couldn't leave easily, and it was strange that no one had come to her house after she had been out for so long. She did ask in a roundabout way, but Tang Ling ignored her.

Tang Ling hadn't come back until bedtime. Could she have really gone on a mission? Her injuries had only healed for a short time, could she have come back with injuries again?

There was no injury. Three days later, Tang Ling came back in the middle of the night, holding a kid in his hand. It was the black-clothed boy he had seen before. He hung his head, and his hands and feet were drooping. If he hadn't made a few grunts while shaking, Tang Xu would have almost thought it was a corpse.

Tang Xu got up in a hurry when he heard the voice, and when he saw it was Tang Ling, he slowly straightened his clothes. He stared at the young man and asked, "Who is this? Are you going to live here?"

"Tang Qing," Tang Ling threw the person in his hand to the ground with a dull thud. Tang Xu shrank his shoulders. It was too rough.

Tang Ling discovered that there were Tang family members nearby recently. After following them for two days, she realized that they were not coming for her, but for the upcoming King Jin. She was not interested in the mission, but she accidentally discovered that this kid was quietly following her and didn't know what he was doing. For some reason, she brought him over. After thinking for a while, she said, "I'll send him away in two days."

"He won't get up in the middle of the night and stab me, will he?" Tang Xu took two steps back to avoid the limp man.

Tang Ling thought it might be possible, so he raised his foot and kicked the boy. "Get up."

The man who was still limp rolled back to the corner, stared at the two women in front of him, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"We are too lazy to pay attention to you and didn't punish you for stealing information last time. What are you doing this time?" Tang Ling put his hands in his sleeves and twirled the plum blossom dart between his fingers.

That's because three elders died, half of the intelligence library was burned, and the sect was in chaos, so they didn't pay attention to me. Tang Qing thought, it's all my luck, he didn't answer, but asked: "What do you want to do by arresting me?"

"Will you tell me or not?" Tang Ling clenched the plum blossom dart and looked at Tang Qing indifferently.

Tang Qing tensed his body and reached into his boots, "This mission is very strange! I'll follow and take a look!"

"What's strange about that?" Tang Ling looked at him.

"The head of the family obviously supports Prince Jin, so why is there a mission to kill Prince Jin? The last time something happened in the sect, I didn't see the head of the family come out. I suspect that the head of the sect is no longer here. This time I followed them to see what they are going to do." Tang Qing stared at Tang Ling's right hand, although he knew it was useless. This woman was not someone he could contend with at the moment. If she wanted to do something, he would have no power to resist.

Tang Ling recalled that she had not seen the head of the family the last time she went back. She assassinated several elders, set fire to some of the information of the disciples in the sect, and left. On the way out, she was blocked and injured. She looked at Tang Qing, a junior disciple who had not even passed the intermediate assessment. What could he do? If he was discovered, he would probably die. "No matter what happens, it's none of your business. Go back."

"I'm not leaving! Why do you care about me?" Tang Qing was unconvinced.

Tang Ling looked at him and thought of her former partner. He was always happy every time he went on a mission, and kept talking about what he wanted to bring for his brother. She didn't like to hear him and thought he was noisy. But when he was on a mission, he was smart and could always think of ideas that ordinary people couldn't think of, so the missions were always smooth.

Until one mission, a disciple betrayed them and exposed them. Although the mission was completed, they were still unable to get rid of the pursuers. He gave her the things he brought for his brother and said that he would cover the rear and catch up soon.

Tang Ling returned to the Tang family and took his people back, only to find a disciple badge stained with blood and a mask.

One Two Three, your brother is too stupid, he is definitely not your biological son. Tang Ling closed his eyes and made way for the door, "Go away."

Is this true? Tang Qing held the dagger in reverse, and instead of walking out the door, he moved slowly along the wall, then jumped out of the window. He actually didn't catch up? Tang Qing was delighted and quickly jumped out of the wall.

"Are you injured?" Tang Xu looked Tang Ling up and down, but couldn't see anything.

"No, I'm sleeping." Tang Ling returned to his room and sat on the bed. He took out a black wooden sign from under his pillow. It read Xinchen 123. Originally, this was not his number. It was said that he had to exchange it with someone else because he thought this number was easier to remember. In order to exchange this sign, he broke the sect rules and attacked the disciple with this number. Although he was punished, he still succeeded.

Does it matter whether it is easy to remember or not? Is it possible that someone can't remember it? If someone can't even remember his own number, how can he remember the target's intelligence? She doesn't understand.

A woman's cry sounded like thunder. Tang Xu sat up suddenly and vaguely heard something about whether to leave or not. The voice seemed to come from the Zhao family, a bit like Mrs. Zhao.

July hummed a few times, rolled back and forth on the bed, and fell asleep again.

It was just daybreak. Tang Xu had woken up once in the middle of the night and was woken up again. He rubbed his swollen forehead in annoyance. He got up and sat on a small bench in the yard, yawning and eating melons. He heard Mrs. Zhao shouting, "I won't leave! Why should I leave? This is my home! You are such an ungrateful bastard. I have worked so hard to raise you, but you want to drive me back to my hometown. It's so unfair. Come and see me. You have a wife but you forget your mother. My life is so miserable. Take me away, old man. I won't live anymore..."

Zhao Sanping finally stood up? I'm afraid it won't be smooth sailing.

Zhao Sanping's voice was not loud, and he seemed to have said something. Mrs. Zhao paused and shouted even louder: "No! So what if the two families bought this yard together! She married into our family, and all her things are yours! What right does she have to sell the house! You're a waste! Why did I give birth to a waste like you! If Xiaobao were here, he would never let me suffer this. My Xiaobao, you left early. Old man, please take me away. My life is so miserable..."

"Bah, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone so shameless. Everyone knows that Mrs. Zhao favored her youngest son. It was said that this yard was bought by both families together, or by Brother Yu Xiaotao. The youngest son died, so she came to look for the eldest son. When she first came, she was humble and obedient. She really spoiled him."

"Yu Xiaotao is just too soft-hearted. She handed over paper even when someone was riding on her head and taking a shit."

There were probably quite a few neighbors gathered at the door watching the fun. After a few words, Tang Xu pieced together what had happened and immediately felt very disappointed with Yu Xiaotao.

It turned out that Yu Xiaotao had taken a fancy to Zhao Sanping, who was working like an old cow at home all day and night. But he was honest and upright, tall, and had regular features. Once, he saved Yu Xiaotao from being molested by a gangster on the street, and the two got to know each other and gradually fell in love.

When it came time to discuss marriage, the Zhao family didn't want to take a penny. The Yu family naturally wouldn't agree, but they couldn't bear Yu Xiaotao's love-mindedness and insisted on getting married. Although Yu Zhao was angry with his sister, he still scraped together money to buy her this yard so that she could move out and avoid being bullied by her mother-in-law.

In the first few years of their marriage, the two honest people lived in harmony, and the Yu family gradually felt relieved. Yu's parents were old and died of illness. Yu Xiaotao was pregnant, and because of the loss of her parents, she was depressed all day and became thinner day by day.

Zhao Sanping's younger brother Zhao Xiaobao fell into the river after drinking and drowned. Old Zhao couldn't bear the shock and followed him. Mrs. Zhao lost her son and her spouse one after another and became very ill. She came to her eldest son and said she wanted to take care of her daughter-in-law.

That's what she said, but she was still sick, who could serve her? It was just to find someone to take care of herself. Zhao Sanping saw that his mother was so miserable, so he took her in.

Yu Zhao naturally disagreed, but his strong opposition at this time would only lead to criticism, saying that the Yu family was cold-blooded and heartless. He had just experienced the death of his parents and was busy and dizzy. For the sake of his sister, he barely swallowed his anger and only came to visit from time to time. Mrs. Zhao was afraid of him and did not dare to make trouble.

When Yu Zhao went on a business trip and didn't write back for a long time, she started to act crazy and find fault with everything at home, scolding her daughter-in-law or her granddaughter. She would tell the neighbors how lazy Yu Xiaotao was, how bad-tempered Zhao Yunniang was, and how her son was unfilial.

Zhao Sanping didn't know that he went out early and came back late. Yu Xiaotao endured it silently, always thinking that being sincere to others would always warm her heart. Mrs. Zhao got the upper hand and became more and more arrogant. She even wanted to kill her granddaughter!

After hearing this, Tang Xu was so angry that he couldn't speak. He really wanted to open Yu Xiaotao's head to see what was inside. Is the brain structure of a person with a love brain different from that of an ordinary person? Why didn't he see it before?

Now Zhao Sanping wants to send Mrs. Zhao back to her hometown and give her some money every month, but she doesn't want to leave. She is making trouble at home, and Yu Xiaotao is staying in the inn with Yu Zhao and is not at home.

If Zhao Sanping can't make up his mind this time, given Yu Zhao's character of not hesitating to punch Zhao Sanping when they meet, he probably won't let them continue to be together.

Tang Xu yawned. He couldn't sleep much longer, so he just washed up and made breakfast.

It has to be said that Mrs. Zhao's spirit is really unmatched by ordinary people. Even when Tang Xu had prepared breakfast, she was still crying and cursing at the top of her lungs, not showing any sign of dejection.

Qiyue came out rubbing her eyes, and when she saw Tang Xu, she came over and hugged her legs, rubbing her cheek against her, mumbling, "So noisy, mother."

"It's a bit noisy." Tang Xu held him and waited for him to wake up.

July closed his eyes for a long time before he came to his senses. He climbed down to brush his teeth. Tang Xu prepared hot water for him to wash his face.

Then three bowls of porridge were served and left to dry, and the dishes were also brought out.

Mrs. Zhao was probably tired, her voice gradually became smaller and finally quiet.

"Aunt, aunt, it's time to eat!" After washing up, July went to knock on Tang Ling's door.

Tang Ling opened the door, touched his head, walked to the table and sat down.

Just as they were about to eat, Mrs. Zhao suddenly shouted again, "Yu Xiaotao! You bitch, did you teach me to let my son drive me away? You...ah, you're killing people! Help!"

Tang Xu glanced at Tang Ling, his eyes sparkling, and quickly opened the door and got out. Beating people! Love to watch!

At the door of the Zhao family, Mrs. Zhao was lying on the ground, holding her waist and shouting that someone was murdering someone. Zhao Sanping stood aside at a loss, reaching out to Yu Xiaotao and then to his mother to help, and whispered, "Brother, calm down, my mother is old..." As he said this, he lowered his head in Yu Zhao's eyes.

It's so infuriating and shameful!

Yu Xiaotao was holding Zhao An'an, and was protected by the angry Yu Zhao behind her. Zhao Yunniang was hiding behind her uncle, and when she saw Tang Xu, she ran over quickly, her face still showing fear.

"Zhao Sanping, go to the county town and get a divorce now." Yu Zhao said in a cold voice.

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