He leaned into Fang Shibo's ear.
"Do you want me to tell your two sisters about your secret meeting with the youngest daughter of Butcher Fan's family?"
Fang Shibo was startled and instinctively took a step back.
"How did you know?"
Kong Fang did not answer directly. He twirled his virtual goatee and looked enigmatic. "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself."
Fang Shibo subconsciously touched his lower back, where a self-defense dagger was hidden.
The little brain was thinking about killing people and silencing them.
Kong Fang didn't even know that he had half-stepped into the gate of hell. He still enjoyed the pleasure of handling Fang Shibo with a smug look on his face, waiting for him to cry and beg for mercy.
Unexpectedly, Fang Shibo reached out to grab the hosta, and the tip of its tail touched his soft waist.
"If you dare to say even half a word, I will stab you!"
A cool autumn breeze blew.
He immediately put on a smile and took back the hosta with his orchid fingers.
"Shibo, how can you have the nerve to take back the things you gave away?"
Fang Shibo didn't bother with him and let him take back the hosta. Kong Fang took back the hosta, and he was embarrassed again. Fang Shiqing clearly refused, and he did not dare to give it to his sister-in-law again.
He is a man and an old dog, and he cannot use this thing.
After hesitating for a long time, he returned the hosta to Fang Shibo.
Fang Shiyi frowned slightly, feeling that something was not right between them. Unfortunately, she was too far away to hear what they were saying, and she was too embarrassed to ask.
She turned and left.
Fang Shibo and Kong Fang returned to their respective rooms. Lying in bed, Kong Fang was still brooding over the failure of the star-making project, although he finally took a shot of Skylark Black Brick, which was a relief.
But what he lost was his vain money and his reputation.
No one will die well! He ferociously greeted the female ancestor of Skylark eighteen times!
Don't blame him for being a dirty little chicken.
If it weren't for Skylark's troublesome stick, calling a deer a horse, confusing right and wrong, and suppressing him due to selfishness, he might have achieved both fame and fortune very soon! Will Fang Shiqing dare to call him a waste then?
Do you still dare to confront each other with swords at every turn?
If it weren't for someone in the elegant hall calling a deer a horse, and making no distinction between elegance and vulgarity, would a person who writes poems about shit and urine dare to have the delusion of joining the Writers' Association?
Although it is often said that people are doing it, but God is watching.
But who doesn’t know that good people don’t live long, but disasters last for thousands of years?
…
"Brother-in-law..."
Kong Fangzheng was thinking wildly, and Fang Shibo, who was too energetic, pushed the door open and walked away. Kong Fang was extremely speechless. He had said countless times that he had to knock first before entering other people's rooms. This kid never had a long memory.
The most speechless thing was that it wasn't that he didn't have a way to make Fang Shibo remember it, but he just didn't dare to take action.
"What's wrong?" He lay on the bed, weak.
"Glasses!"
Fang Shibo didn't hear that he was angry, so he grabbed one of his legs and dragged him under the bed like a dog.
This naughty kid! Kong Fang suddenly became angry and anxious. Da Xingchao's bed was almost one meter high from the ground. If he dragged her down like this, her buttocks would fall apart, or her spine would break.
"Hey, do you want to throw me to death?"
He hurriedly kicked with his other foot, forcing Fang Shibo to let go. "Brother-in-law, can you change your bad habits?"
Kong Fang was puzzled. What bad habits do I have?
"I just lie on the bed when I get back. Although we are a wealthy family and don't have to do menial or hard work, we can't hide in the room and lie on the bed during the day. It's too decadent."
Kong Fang was speechless.
Well, this isn’t called decadence, it’s called homesteading!
The otaku's living habits were accidentally brought to Daxing Dynasty, and the cheap brother-in-law was the first to dislike it. I guess the Fang sisters couldn't stand it either, but Fang Shibo was just a childish boy who dared to speak out.
Fang Shiqing didn't bother to say it.
Fang Shiyi was embarrassed to say it.
He cheered up, "What did you just say? Clear eyes? Glasses?"
"Glasses." Fang Shibo gestured.
"It's those glasses made of crystal. They're ready. Go take a look."
Kong Fang was stunned. Wasn't the stonemason Lao Wang cut off by Fang Shiqing? In order to forget the bloody scene, he deliberately forgot to make glasses.
Fang Shibo never mentioned it again. He thought everyone had forgotten it. Why was it suddenly done again?
Could it be that Lao Wang's ghost is back and continues his unfinished career?
The two came to the workshop, and unexpectedly Fang Shiyi was also there.
When she saw Kong Fang, she smiled sweetly and said, "Brother-in-law, I asked Master Geng to make the glasses according to your drawings. Can you take a look at them?"
Only then did Kong notice an old man with gray hair and beard standing next to him. Although his hands are rough, his fingers are long and slender, and he is a talent for doing fine work.
When he saw Kong Fang looking at him, he nodded humbly and smiled.
Kong Fang responded with a smile. I received the hand crystal glasses, which were a bit heavy as expected. The lenses were polished evenly, transparent and bright. The frames made of soft copper were slightly larger than those in my previous life, but they were polished very smoothly.
He tried to put it on, and the shortcomings of the heavy mirror body became more obvious.
He asked Fang Shibo to find two ropes of suitable size, tie them on both ends of the frame, and then tie them to his head to reduce the weight of the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
The visual effect is great!
Fang Shibo looked amused and insisted on trying it on. Kong Fang put it on for him, but when he saw that he had just put it on for a while, he hurriedly took it off, threw it aside, and screamed in horror.
"Brother-in-law, I'm dizzy! It's a demon mirror, a demon mirror that can harm people!"
Fang Shiyi's pretty face changed color, "Brother-in-law, what's wrong with Shibo?"
Kong Fang looked calm, everything was as expected, "Shibo is young and not short-sighted. Of course he will feel dizzy when wearing glasses. He will be fine after a while."
Sure enough, Fang Shibo quickly returned to normal.
But Fang Shiyi was still worried, "Brother-in-law, are you sure Mr. Dai is okay?"
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to you." Kong Fang assured him, patting his chest.
"By the way, where is sir?"
"His home is in Qinghe County." Fang Shiyi answered.
"Because of his eye disease, he could no longer teach us, so he went home to recuperate."
It turns out that this is the case, no wonder I have never met the husband that Fang Shibo misses so much. Fang Shiyi suggested that the three of them give the glasses to their husband together early tomorrow morning.
Kong Fang glanced at Fang Shibo with a guilty conscience.
I just filmed Skylark Black Brick today. If I go to the county town tomorrow, will I fall into a trap? Fang Shibo gave him a big look, he was as timid as a mouse and not like a man!
Fang Shiyi looked at them doubtfully again, and her sixth sense told her that something must be wrong with them.
"What the hell have you been doing? Have you been sneaking around all this time?"
"us……"
Although Kong Fang was not as afraid of taking advantage of his sister-in-law as he was afraid of Fang Shiqing, he couldn't bear to hide it from her, so he wanted to tell the truth, but Fang Shibo stepped on his toes hard.
"hiss……"
Kong Fang sucked in the air-conditioning and danced one-legged while holding his painful foot.
"Shibo, what are you doing!" Fang Shiyi's expression changed and she scolded.
Fang Shibo spread his hands innocently, "I didn't do anything, I just accidentally stepped on my brother-in-law. Brother-in-law, I'm sorry, why don't you sit down and I'll blow it for you."
He transformed into a little warm boy and tried to muddle through.
