After dinner at the Marquis' Mansion, Du Zongcheng took Du Yong to the study and asked about Pingzhou.

Du Yong answered in detail.

I omitted the real deal with Weishan, and only said that I dug the gold and gave it to Weishan's benefactor, but did not say that I helped Weishan find his wife and children.

I also did the processing when I went to the Wei Mansion, only saying that I was going to attack the zombies, but not saying that I was going to rescue Miss Liu.

Du Zongcheng listened very seriously, without interrupting it from beginning to end, but just nodded slightly occasionally.

After listening to it, Du Zongcheng was most interested in the part where the firearm exploded, and he slapped: "You kid is really a little smart. If you hadn't detonated the firearm and killed so many masters of the Fire Wolf Gang, the losses of the Pingzhou General Administration would definitely be even more serious."

Du Yong said modestly: "It's not a smart thing, it's forced by the situation. Because there were too many people involved in the battle at that time and it was too complicated. If you cut with a knife, you don't know when to cut it, so you went to the firearm warehouse to try your luck."

Du Zongcheng asked: "Have you reported to Wang Mukun and Qu Yixiong?"

Du Yong shook his head: "It's not yet, but he has written a report and I'll hand it over to Qu Shaoqing tomorrow morning."

Du Zongcheng nodded and suddenly reminded: "The part that detonates the firearm can be written in a blur."

Du Yong smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle, for your advice. The explosion was described as the truth, but not by me, but by the dead officers and soldiers and the righteous and righteous people in the world. I just helped a little and witnessed it by the way."

Du Zongcheng was very pleased and asked with interest: "That's a great credit, don't you care?"

Du Yong sighed and smiled bitterly: "Of course my nephew cares, but I'm afraid that the Fire Wolf Gang will target it wildly. In fact, it's good to push the credit to the dead officers and soldiers and people in the martial arts world. That can prove that the Pingzhou General Manager has made all efforts."

Du Zongcheng chuckled and said, "Have you ever met the Pingzhou general manager? Why did you help him speak?"

Du Yong shook his head: "How could my nephew meet the Pingzhou general manager? So there is no way to talk to him. My nephew just thinks that no matter how talent and courage the Pingzhou general manager is, if he replaces him now, it will only make Pingzhou more and more chaotic."

When Du Zongcheng heard this, he immediately turned cold and said, "Why is it your turn to comment on such a big thing?"

Du Yong was not afraid: "Uncle, don't worry, my nephew never said anything randomly outside, nor did he speak inclinedly on the report. Now he is just talking about his opinion to you."

Du Zongcheng's face was slightly relaxed: "This is almost the same."

After saying some gossip, it became dark and Du Yong offered to say goodbye.

Du Zongcheng did not try to keep him, so he asked Du Yong to be careful when he went back, and he would not go to the south of the city alone recently.

Du Yong responded, said goodbye to the old lady, left the marquis's mansion, and rushed home leisurely.

When I was almost home, I met Yang Jin who happened to be back.

"Why is it so late?"

Yang Jin was a little surprised. Du Yong said he would come back after dinner.

Du Yong explained: "The old lady is very enthusiastic, and her uncle is also very concerned about Pingzhou affairs. She talked in the study for a while."

Yang Jin nodded and talked about the snack bar: "Luckily we came back early."

Du Yong was stunned: "What happened?"

Yang Jin sighed: "Some days ago, someone did go to the snack bar to make trouble and put medicine in the porridge. Fortunately, the chef found something was wrong during the tasting process. After taking it, he vomited and had diarrhea, and almost lost half of his life. However, for the reputation and business of the store, he did not tell everyone about this. At that time, he found an excuse to dump the porridge and strengthened his defense in the past few days. If we don't come back, he will be ready to find your fourth uncle."

Du Yong frowned and a rage surged in his heart: "It's outrageous! Who did it?"

Yang Jin shook his head: "It's hard to judge who it is. No matter who it is, we have to calm down. We must not joke about the things at the entrance. We cannot put diners in a dangerous place to make money. I have discussed with the people in the store and temporarily closed down on the grounds of launching new dishes. All employees' wages will be paid as appropriate. As for the chef, I compensated him for fifty taels of soup and medicine, and also rewarded fifty taels."

Du Yong calmed down: "This is great. But you must not give up on this matter."

Yang Jin snorted coldly: "Of course you can't give up. You probably won't go out of the city to do business recently. Just work in the city. I will do my best to investigate the truth of the matter."

Du Yong nodded.

After returning home, Du Yong and Yang Jin both returned to their normal faces, drank a few glasses of wine in the living room, and went to rest.

"Lingling!"

Du Yong returned to the attic of the backyard and saw Lingling sitting in the corridor with a chair, holding her chin in a daze.

Lingling came back to her senses and said in surprise: "Young Master, you are back!"

Xuan complained again: "Why did you come back so late? Lingling hasn't had dinner yet."

Du Yong was stunned: "Don't tell me that you haven't left the backyard because you are embarrassed?"

Lingling nodded, as if it was natural.

Du Yong laughed silently: "It's okay, what do you want to eat? I'll go to the kitchen to get it."

Lingling touched her belly: "Pig trotters, beef, noodles, and juice, it must be frozen, there are ice-storage items in the cellar."

Du Yong murmured to himself: "There are quite a lot of requests, it's so cold. You've really become a young lady!"

When Lingling heard this, her expression immediately dimmed, she slowly lowered her head and said nothing.

Du Yong quickly apologized: "Sorry, I just said it casually, and I absolutely have no intention of blaming you. In our family, you are the eldest lady, okay?"

Lingling then raised her head and said happily: "Young master, you are such a good person!"

Du Yong waved his hand: "I am a good person, just remember it in your heart. Don't send out good people's cards, you're all upset."

Lingling said curiously: "Young Master, what does a good person mean? You have said it twice."

Du Yong chuckled and said, "This word is difficult to explain. I will tell you if you have the chance. Pig trotter beef noodles, iced juice, right?"

Lingling nodded: "Hurry up."

Du Yong went downstairs and came to the kitchen.

Aunt He was washing pots and dishes and cleaning. When he saw Du Yong coming, he quickly put down his work, wiped his hands clean, and walked forward a few steps to greet him respectfully: "Young master, do you want to have a midnight snack?"

Du Yong nodded: "Four pig's trotters, a large plate of beef, and a bowl of egg noodles, are there?"

Aunt He smiled and said, "There are all there. I gave some to Miss Ling before, but she didn't get up."

Du Yong explained: "When I went back to the backyard, she had already gotten up and asked me to bring her food."

Aunt He sat down and burned the fire, and asked with concern: "Young Master, is Miss Ling's cold better? Do you want to boil another bowl of medicine?"

Du Yong said lightly: "I think she has recovered a lot. She doesn't need to boil the medicine for the time being. She should be cured after sweating tonight."

Aunt He nodded slightly: "It's better to take less medicine, but it's three parts poisonous. I hope Miss Ling can get better soon, and the snack bar will ask her to take charge of the overall situation."

Du Yong explained: "Auntie He, the snack bar is temporarily closed."

"ah?"

Aunt He was stunned and asked, "The snack bar business is so good, why did it suddenly close?"

Du Yong said lightly: "Isn't there a team of sects in Yong recently? I'm not worried that they will come to mess with me, Du Yong, but I'm worried that they will build the employees and diners in the store. I don't want to implicate others, so I chose to close my business and wait for a while."

Aunt He said oh, expressing his understanding: "Okay!"

Du Yong went to the cabinet to get a few pots of juice. He wanted to freeze it with Hanjin, but it was not easy to exert the Hanjin in front of Aunt He, so he went to the cellar to get a piece of ice storage.

When she came back, Aunt He had already prepared the food and put it neatly in the food box.

Du Yong returned to the backyard loft with the food box, and Lingling, who was looking forward to it, was in full bloom in the corridor: "Wow!"

"Wow, why don't you move a small platform to the corridor?" Du Yong ordered.

"Oh!" Lingling took the order and hurried into the room to move the small table with tea, and then moved two more chairs.

Du Yong put everything on the stage.

Lingling was not polite either. She immediately sat down and ate it. After eating several bites, she looked up at Du Yong: "So much, let's eat together."

Du Yong shook his head: "You eat, I'll go take a shower."

After saying that, he flipped straight from the corridor to the yard, went to the well in the yard, and fetched water with a bucket.

The well is very deep and the water inside is very cool. It is just right to take a cold shower at this time.

Lingling was eating on it and watched Du Yong take a bath. The picture was quite harmonious.

"If you don't eat, what are you looking at?" Du Yong scrubbed carefully and suddenly raised his head.

"Where do you think of you?" Lingling quickly lowered her head and ate the noodles.

"Do you want to wash together? It's very cool." Du Yong invited with a smile.

"No!" Lingling refused flatly.

"If you don't come, you have to carry water by yourself when I finish washing." Du Yong poured a bucket of water on his body, poured the water on the ground, bringing a stream of water vapor, and the surroundings became cooler and cooler.

"Take it yourself." Lingling didn't care.

"That's good, but I'll see you wash it later, otherwise I'll suffer a loss." Du Yong said sly.

"Ph!" Lingling spat loudly.

"It's useless. If you look at me, I'm going to see it back. What's this called? Eye for eye." Du Yong smiled slutty.

"Lingling didn't sweat today, so it's okay if she doesn't wash it. And now there is iced juice, which makes her heart feel cool." Lingling took a big sip and deliberately made a very cool look.

Hurry!

Du Yong poured a bucket of cold water on his body again, shook his hair, and raised his head and shouted, "Have you finished eating? After eating, go to the room to get a dry towel."

After drinking the last sip of noodle soup, Lingling took another sip of tea and rinsed her mouth. Then she got up and went to the room to get a dry towel. She returned to the corridor and swung her hard. However, the distance was too far and she didn't throw it into Du Yong's hand. The towel fell on the ground and was covered with mud.

Du Yong couldn't help but complain: "I didn't have the strength to eat such a big bowl of noodles."
To be continued...