The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

"Very good! I'll come and settle the score with you when you don't pay the money in three days!" Jin did not expect that Kong Mingfan, who had always been submissive in his impression, would dare to talk to him like this, stomped his feet and led the people away.

Ding Baocheng watched the annoying mortals leave with a frown. The already dilapidated door was slammed shut with a creaking sound, and he felt that it was crumbling.

"These people are so mercenary that they don't even care about family affection? What about your brother? He doesn't care about his wife's behavior?" Ding Baocheng walked over and closed the door that was half crooked. Yue authentic.

"Brother must have gone out to sea to do business, and he couldn't come back in January or two, that's why he dared to be so domineering. It should be because you made Derry unhappy, that's why brother and sister-in-law wanted to force us to leave here." Kong Mingfan pulled Ding Baocheng's hand led him into the room and made him sit down on the lazy couch: "Madam was shocked, does your stomach still hurt?"

"This Kong Derui is such a precious boy. When he got angry, he asked his father to use him as a shield. Damn!" Ding Baocheng stood up and stomped his feet: "Does it matter if my stomach hurts now? They have all bullied me to the door, so you not angry?"

"What's the point of being angry?" Kong Mingfan lowered his eyes and put down the basket behind him, sat on a chair in the center of the main hall and pressed his nose, then raised his head and looked deeply into Ding Baocheng's eyes: "Bao'er, we...may have to move. I'm sorry for making you suffer with me."

Ding Baocheng felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help crossing the table and took his hand and said, "I haven't experienced any big storms. What kind of suffering is this? It's just that I can't get angry. Why should they bully you? If you owe money, give it back to them." That's it. All beings are equal, and their superior attitude is disgusting."

"This world is inherently unequal, and one who is born must be prepared to bear the pressure of life." Kong Mingfan slightly raised the corners of his mouth with a wry smile and said in a deep voice: "Bao'er, your so-called equality of all living beings is just a high-ranking one." The strong have pity for the ants under their feet, if they are born as the bottom, but feel that they are equal to the superior, it is nothing but self-deception without self-knowledge."

Ding Baocheng was stunned for a moment. He really forgot that in this world, everyone is divided into three classes, six or nine classes. The upper, middle and lower classes are as different as clouds and mud. It is ridiculous to talk about equality with them.

There was a bit of unbearable in his voice, and he looked seriously at Kong Mingfan's reddish eyes: "In the future, with me, whoever dares to ride on your head, I will beat him down and step on his feet."

Kong Mingfan looked at Ding Baocheng's enthusiastic amber eyes, and couldn't help but smile and pinched his smooth and tender cheeks: "My little lady is really amazing."

Ding Baocheng leaned forward and grabbed his hand and pressed it to his heart: "Believe me, I'm serious!"

Kong Mingfan's cold eyes were filled with enthusiasm, pinched his close chin, and pressed his lips against the corner of his mouth that was chilled by the evening wind to seek comfort: "Yeah."

Ding Baocheng was palpitated by his light eyelashes and warm kiss, and he hummed, "What are you doing?"

——Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!How perfunctory!Does he even know who is promising him?Pindao is the last monk in the world to form a golden core, but the last hope of immortality.After living for 300 years, what kind of demon and poverty can't be eliminated?What magic weapon can't be repaired in a poor way?What elixir can't be practiced in a poor way?I, who is proficient in all eighteen martial arts, made a promise to take him to fly!He actually just said "um"...

Just thinking about it, the last hope of Xiandao was pried open by a mortal who didn't know what to do, and a soft and seductive tongue was inserted into his mouth.

Ding Baocheng felt short of breath, blushing almost to the point of smoking, rationally told him to stop the loss and push Kong Mingfan away, but his body still chose to play dead honestly, and even wanted to stick out his tongue to respond.

"Hey...why is the door broken?"

"I don't know, Xiao Anzi, go find Carpenter Li Men to fix it."

"I won't go, let Xiao Shunzi go..."

There were three teenagers shoving and talking outside the door, and Ding Baocheng hurriedly pushed Kong Mingban away before the door was pushed open.

Kong Mingfan helplessly patted his head with his head lowered to cover up his embarrassment, and comforted him: "You don't have to worry about the silver. I'll ask Xiao Anzi to pawn the house deed tomorrow. We'll go to Qingmei Town after your flowering period is over. There is also a house in the countryside. The mansion is a bit smaller..."

Ding Baocheng took his hand: "You don't need to sell the house, I will support you."

Kong Mingfan shook his head and laughed, and scratched his reddened nose, "Hehe you..."

"Master..." Xiao Fuzi saw that the cigarette powder thrown under the eaves was the kind of smoke pot that Steward Feng used to smoke, and then looked at the few footprints on the ground, associating with the broken door and the broken door lock, and then he understood. It's Jin's coming to make things difficult again.

Kong Mingfan said to Xiao Fuzi: "Pawn off the house as soon as possible tomorrow, and you should be able to get three to five hundred taels. Remember to tell the pawnshop that you will not come to remind me within half a month. Madam is not feeling well and needs to be recuperated."

Little Fuzi didn't expect to sell the real estate title deed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mrs. Jin...has come to collect debts again?"

Kong Mingfan's eyes closed slightly: "You said he came here before? Why didn't you tell me?"