After finally getting rid of a bunch of guys who wanted to sacrifice their lives for charity, I don’t know what’s going on with the people in this world. If something happens, you have to shout and kill. The question is whether you can kill or not, and if the other party doesn't tell you, you will be finished! Let's be a quiet little guy and find an opportunity to give him a hard time. Why don't we?
But this time, Xiao Han was reminded, so he started writing a letter when he returned to his room! Write your own experience to Xiao Lizi and ask him to pay attention to Pei Ji, this guy who is so proud of himself! Let the guys from Lijingmen collect information about this guy. I don’t believe this old fox’s tail is always exposed!
After doing all this, Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief and soon returned to his life of drunkenness and dreams.
Ren Qing asked him to do some work, so he dismissed the pain in his legs. The person from the agricultural supervisory department came to ask for advice and said he had a headache.
One time, Sun Simiao came over with a crystal. Xiao Han said it smoothly and said that he had a backache without even raising his head! As a result, Sun Simiao wanted to give him "acupuncture" with a two-foot-long needle, which scared Xiao Han so much that he ran faster than a donkey!
It is happy to be in his own territory. As for Seoul in the south, Xiao Han has never been there again, not because he has any objections to Yuan Dake and the others, but because he is too lazy to move.
Zhang Bao came over two days ago and told Xiao Han that the female assassin had not been caught until now, but he also asked Mr. Hou to rest assured.
If you can't catch anyone in the city, you won't let up! Portraits of female assassins from the sea are still posted in the streets and alleys, and the bounty has been raised to dozens of dollars! Or pay in cash, unless she has flown out of Seoul, she will always be caught!
In fact, unlike what Zhang Bao and the others thought, Xiao Han didn't hate Xiao He in his heart. She was just a knife in someone else's hand. If he wanted to hate her, he had to hate the person holding the knife.
After comforting Zhang Bao for a few words, Zhang Bao, who was worried in his heart, smiled a little. Later, he jokingly told Tian Xiaohan that although the main culprit was not caught, nothing was accomplished.
Thanks to Xiao Han, because of this big sweep. The dark side of the city has almost been swept away! Now the city has reached a situation where the doors are not closed at night and people do not pick up lost items on the road. The people in the city are all applauding.
Xiao Han nodded after hearing this. After all, we have done a good thing, right? Needless to say, this is worth a few swigs!
But Xiao Han didn't ask, and Zhang Bao also forgot to say. There are several people involved in this matter, such as the brothel's madam... The poor female assassin didn't arrive at the case for a day, so she couldn't get out of prison.
There is no way around this. Now even though everyone in the yamen knew from top to bottom that the madam was innocent in this matter, in order to give Xiao Han an explanation, they could only do it to her. Besides, she's really not a good person.
The owners of the brothel were imprisoned, and the once prosperous brothel, the largest in the city, became a thing of the past overnight. A bold girl sneaked into the madam's room and took out all the deeds hidden under the bed. Under the gaze of all the girls, a box full of deeds was burned to the ground!
I went to a brothel once and actually brought her down, and also rescued the girl on the first floor?
Xiao Han himself never thought of this. Perhaps, without the ties of the brothel, those girls would eventually start a better life.
Things in the city are always annoying. Big and small things, interests and favors are all entangled together, giving people a splitting headache! How could Xiao Han be as comfortable as being free here?
After being cured by Sun Simiao's "acupuncture", Xiao Han went to wander around the rice fields during the day, discussed with Sun Simiao the various illnesses he knew about, and finally went to guide the gem craftsman's work. If you are really bored, just cook a few delicious dishes to reward yourself. Such a life would not be changed even for an emperor!
"Hey, it's a nice weather again!" When he woke up naturally after sleeping, the sun was already shining brightly outside. Xiao Han stretched out and walked out, and Xiao Qi, who was sticking out his tongue, had already touched him.
One person and one dog skillfully arrived under the crooked-necked willow tree. The wind blew the willow branches wildly, and the flies and mosquitoes around them did not dare to come near. This was why Xiao Han liked this place the most.
It's not good to sit on the ground all the time, because I'm afraid my butt will get cold, and I'm afraid of being bitten by sitting on Xiaoqi. Xiao Han had no choice but to find a carpenter and draw a drawing to make a recliner.
Xiao Han is very familiar with the recliner. It was Xiao Han who dismantled the recliner for the director of the nursing home. The old man was so angry that he had a dark face for several days. It wasn't until Xiao Han assembled it for him that he finally smiled.
It was also from that time that the old dean discovered that Xiao Han's little boy's hands-on ability was indeed a bit powerful.
"I haven't got a bottle of wine for the old man for a while, and I don't know if those bastards will forget the old man. The old man has been a good drinker all his life, but for the sake of little guys like himself, he has never been willing to drink a bottle of good wine, and always drinks cheap ones. Alcohol is blended with wine. When people like me grow up and can make money, the old man has already gone to another world. I can only pour the good wine I bought in front of his grave, and I don’t know if the old man can drink it. "
Somehow, he suddenly thought of the old dean. As Xiao Han thought about it, tears flowed down his cheeks. When several carpenters saw it, they carefully ran to the side holding the drawings, not daring to disturb the Marquis.
Touching Xiao Qi's head unconsciously in his hand, Xiao Han's thoughts had completely flown to another world.
I still remember that when the old man left, no one informed him. When he received a call from his neighbor and frantically dropped everything and rushed there, the old man breathed his last.
Seeing himself barging in the door disheveled, the old man's dim eyes were actually a little sulky. I'm afraid that I blame myself for not working well, which will affect my future work...
Stupid old man, he doesn't even think about it, he only has so little time left, why bother with those things?
That day, the old man still left, peacefully and without suffering. Just before leaving, he looked at Xiao Han and the others greedily, as if he wanted to remember each of them.
Xiao Han still can't remember what happened after that. He heard from others that he was like a wooden man at that time, doing whatever others wanted to do.
Wearing mourning clothes numbly, carrying an ax on his back, he went to see the old man off on his last journey.
There were actually a lot of people coming to the small town. At the end of the day, both sides of the road were crowded with people seeing them off. The hearse could only move forward little by little. The half-hour journey lasted for a whole morning...
"Old man, how are you doing there? Xiao Han can't visit you anymore..."
While muttering, suddenly water droplets fell on his face, awakening Xiao Han who was silent in his memories.
"Who?" Looking around with red eyes, Xiao Han suddenly discovered that Sun Simiao and Ren Qing were there! Sun Simiao was also holding a copper basin in his hand. It seemed that he had poured the water just now.
"Boy? What's wrong with you? Why are you so sad?" Sun Simiao held the washbasin and looked at Xiao Han with tears streaming down his face strangely.
Raising his hand to wipe the water from his face, Xiao Han didn't know if it was tears. He forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I think of a deceased elder."
"Oh..." Sun Simiao nodded, sat cross-legged next to Xiao Han, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse and said: "Anger hurts the liver, happiness hurts the heart, sadness hurts the lungs, and thinking hurts the spleen. Boy, let the past matter go by."
