70s rebirth daily

"No wonder for so many years, your family has never disliked Baoli for not being able to have children. I thought it was your Lu family who was kind, and you, Lu Gongzhi, were kind and righteous. I didn't expect, I didn't expect..." Du Cunzhi's eyes darkened , the fire of remorse burst out in the eyes, and the angry face twisted into a ball.

When Lu Gong came to the door to ask for marriage, Du Baoli was reluctant at first, but because he admired Lu Gongzhi's personality, he couldn't help persuading Du Baoli a few more words, and she agreed to continue with Lu Gongzhi. Look at each other.

Over the years, what he is most proud of is not that his official position is getting higher and higher, nor is it that his sons are young and promising, but that he has found a good home for his daughter.

But now, he has become the chief culprit who pushed his daughter into the fire pit.

Du Cunzhi's eyes were red, he raised his right hand and slapped him several times: "Bastard—"

Lu Gongzhi was dizzy, his cheeks were swollen into two bloody steamed buns, two tubes of blood were hanging under his nose, and Du Cunzhi's hand was stained along his chin.

Lu Gongzhi tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch his nose, and then raised his hand to look. He didn't know whether he was stimulated by the bright red in his eyes, or the depression accumulated for many days finally broke through the critical point, and his slack eyes began to focus.

Just when Du Cunzhi was overwhelmed and was about to slap him again to vent his anger, Lu Gongzhi's pupils shrank, and then he broke free from Du Cunzhi's hand that was holding onto his collar.

Perhaps Lu Gongzhi used too much force, and Du Cunzhi lost his footing and fell directly to the ground.

"Dad—" the brothers of the Du family shouted anxiously, and the nearest boss of the Du family hurried forward to help Du Cunzhi up.

The second child of the Du family, who was a step late, also had a violent temper. He turned his head abruptly, looked at Lu Gongzhi with a livid face, and said, "Okay, Lu Gongzhi, it's already here, how dare you fight back? It seems If I don't teach you a lesson today, you really think my Du family is easy to bully, don't you?"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and walked quickly towards Lu Gongzhi.

Hearing this, Lu Gongzhi sneered, and spat a mouthful of blood foam at his feet. It can be said that Du Cunzhi's merciless slaps dispelled the last guilt in his heart.

Just when the second son of the Du family stretched out his hands to tighten his clothes, Lu Gongzhi spoke. He straightened his neck, pointed at his face with burning eyes, and smashed the can: "Come on, hit here, if you don't die today Me, even if I fight to the detriment of both sides, I will bring down your Du family."

After being called out by him, the second son of the Du family really stopped his movements subconsciously.

Lu Gongzhi sneered, he is really not afraid of the Lu family: "Not only your Lu family, but also the Xu family." His eyes fell on Song Fengchen: "If it spreads about feudal superstition activities, I'd like to see it." You die first or I die first."

Before he finished speaking, the second son of the Du family punched Lu Gongzhi in the stomach.

"Ugh-"

Lu Gongzhi snorted, his face turned pale, before he could react, he followed with his next punch.

"You—" Lu Gongzhi curled up, with veins popping out of his forehead, and choked out a word.

The second son of the Du family raised his foot and kicked him flying.

"Okay." Du Cunzhi said when Lu Gongzhi was beaten to death by the second son of the Du family.

The second child of the Du family panted and stopped.

Du Cunzhi withdrew the cold gaze that fell on Lu Gongzhi, took a deep breath, and calmed down, then looked back at Du Baoli, and said in a deep voice, "Baoli, what do you say?"

The dazed Du Baoli came back to her senses, looked at Du Cunzhi who looked worried, and then looked at Lu Gongzhi who was curled up on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. She opened her mouth, and after a long time, she uttered three words: "Get a divorce."

After speaking, her eyes were red.

"Okay." Du Cunzhi said with a sob.

As Lu Gongzhi said, he really didn't dare to do anything to Lu Gongzhi!

But doesn't his Lu family still rely on his daughter to make a fortune, now that his daughter and Lu Gongzhi are divorced, he wants to see how the Lu family can continue to thrive.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Du Cunzhi gritted his teeth and thought.

Hearing this, Lu Gongzhi's body trembled, he closed his eyes, no emotion could be seen on his face.

This matter can not be delayed, late will change.

Thinking of this, Du Cunzhi made a decisive decision. He looked at Lu Gongzhi coldly: "Boss, take him to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get the divorce certificate between him and your sister first."

It also prevents Lu's family from being ruthless and entangled.

"Okay." How could the boss of the Du family not understand the stakes, he nodded immediately, then walked in front of Lu Gongzhi, lifted him up and walked out.

Lu Gongzhi was at the mercy of the boss of the Du family like a wooden man, his eyes were full of despair, obviously everything had been planned, as long as the Taoist came and Ding Ruyun died, Lu Gongzhi would be free, and the Lu family would still be able to skyrocket.

But now, all of this has turned into a bubble.

And the culprit who caused all this was not Song Fengchen.

Thinking of this, Lu Gongzhi suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction where Song Fengchen was, with an expression that he wanted to eat him alive.

Noticing Lu Gongzhi's gaze, Song Fengchen raised his head, his eyes fell on the blood scab on Lu Gongzhi's forehead, and he sneered.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is reincarnation, he thought.

As the footsteps of the boss of the Du family gradually faded away, Du Cunzhi's eyes fell on Ding Ruyun who was also half-dead not far away, and he turned around to look at Song Fengchen: "Nephew Song Xian, what do you think?"

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes fell on Ding Ruyun.

"Meow!" The black cat bared its teeth at Song Fengchen.

Ding Ruyun shrank his body and looked at Song Fengchen with a pleading face.

Song Fengchen raised his eyes. As the culprit in the whole incident, Ding Ruyun cannot be killed, but he also cannot be easily let go.

Thinking of this, he flipped his right wrist, and a piece of talisman paper appeared at the tip of his finger.

"Go—" Song Fengchen let go of his hand, and the talisman turned into a stream of light and flew towards Ding Ruyun, who was out of reach.

The moment the talisman paper and Ding Ruyun collided, a black light flashed.

Du Cunzhi put down his right hand that was covering his eyes, and fixed his eyes, Ding Ruyun was gone on the ground, leaving only a triangular cone the size of a fingernail on the spot. Judging by the color, it was the talisman that Song Fengchen threw out just now. Paper no doubt.

Song Fengchen took two steps forward, bent down to pick up the triangular cone on the ground, turned around and handed it to Du Cunzhi: "Let's leave this to Uncle Du."

Thinking that there was an evil spirit sealed inside, Du Cunzhi's scalp tingled for a while, but he still took the thing with trembling hands.

Then I heard Song Fengchen continue to say: "Just find a place to keep it. When Uncle Du feels angry, he can find another Taoist temple or temple and just throw it into the merit box."

Isn't this equivalent to putting Ding Ruyun in prison!

Good idea, Du Cunzhi nodded.

"As for Miss Du's body," Song Fengchen said based on the principle of sending the Buddha to the west, "I don't want to see the sun for a few days, I can find some stewed rice soup with peach gum and saponins, other supplements and so on Don't touch it, to prevent the deficiency from being replenished, at most one month, Miss Du will be cured."

"Okay, okay." Du Cunzhi said hastily.

Hearing Song Fengchen mentioning herself, Du Baoli came back to her senses in a trance, as if she remembered something, she managed to pull herself together, choked up her voice: "Mr. how is it now?"

Hearing this, Song Fengchen subconsciously looked at the bed.

Following his line of sight, Du Baoli looked over, and there was nothing there.

The black cat hid its figure and shook its head at Song Fengchen.

It just doesn't want Du Baoli to be sad again.

Song Fengchen lowered his brows slightly, turned around and said, "It's very good, because it has saved you twice in this life, and with its merits and virtues, it will surely give birth to a good baby in the next life, with no worries about food and clothing, and a smooth life."

"Really?" Tears glistened in Du Baoli's eyes. This was probably the only good news she had heard these days.

"Really." Song Fengchen nodded solemnly.

The black cat called Song Fengchen a little, then jumped lightly, jumped into Du Baoli's arms, finally rubbed her chin, turned into a light spot, and disappeared into the air.

Like Fulin's heart, Du Baoli lowered his head, looked at the empty embrace, and said, "It's gone."

After a long time, she choked with sobs: "Thank you!"

Now that the matter has been dealt with, Song Fengchen couldn't stay any longer, so he said goodbye immediately.

When Du Cunzhi heard this, he seemed to have remembered something, and while winking at the second son of the Du family, he pulled Song Fengchen into a chat.

When the second child of the Du family came out of the room carrying big and small bags, Du Cunzhi then took out a red envelope and stuffed it into Song Fengchen's hand: "I know the rules of your business, please trouble Nephew Song Xian to come and see for yourself. It’s a little thing, don’t be disgusted.”

Song Fengchen pushed and tugged for a while, then accepted it.

Xu Shidao helped Song Fengchen take the things home. Song Fengchen originally wanted to keep him for dinner, but he refused because he still had things to do.

When Xu Shujian came back from get off work, he opened the door and smelled a strong fishy smell, and then saw Song Fengchen thinking about something with a dusty object.

He walked over to have a look, only to find that it was a dried abalone.

"You're back." Song Fengchen turned his head.

"En." Xu Shujian responded, looking down at the pile of dried seafood on the dining table, palm-sized abalone, sea cucumbers as thick as two fingers, boxes of scallops, washbasin-sized isinglass, and some dried sandworms. , dried cuttlefish, yellow clams and the like, there are also a lot of them.

"Where did all this come from?" he asked.

"Give it to the Du family." Song Fengchen told Xu Shujian about his family's affairs pick and choose.

Finally, he concluded: "The Du family is really sincere."

There is absolutely no derogatory meaning in this statement.

Song Fengchen vaguely remembered that Lu Gongzhi seemed to have said that his father was the current director of the State Administration of Fisheries. He expected that these seafood should be given to the Du family by the Lu family, but now the Du family can't wait to eat the Lu family alive. It became a way to respond to their existence, packing and throwing it to Song Fengchen would not lose face and avoid waste, just right.

"Can you do this?" Song Fengchen asked, anyway, he couldn't.

"A little bit." Xu Shujian flicked the octopus' whiskers in the box: "Do you have any chili at home?"

"No, I'll go buy it." Song Fengchen replied.

"Row."

When Song Fengchen came back with peppers, Xu Shujian was busy in the kitchen.

Seeing how virtuous his wife was wearing an apron, Song Fengchen's heart warmed up, he stepped forward, put his arms around Xu Shujian's waist, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Don't make trouble." Xu Shujian said, but didn't mean to push Song Fengchen away.

"Hmm." Song Fengchen snorted, his eyes fell on the octopus whiskers that Xu Shujian was cleaning up.

Carrot-sized octopus whiskers shift shape in his hands.

Song Fengchen blinked, and couldn't help thinking of something weird.

Feeling a hot pestle on her buttocks, Xu Shujian let go of her hands, and the octopus he was holding fell into the basin with a plop.

He whispered: "You, you..."

Song Fengchen tightened his hands, opened his mouth to bite his red earlobe, kissed him down, and said vaguely: "What's delicious about these dry goods, you can eat fresh ones if you want to eat them."

The author has something to say:

Xu Shujian: ... Take pictures of cucumbers to find out!