Shouli.

Nine Uncle's birthday feast.

Right now, the two main things.

Meng Fan has always felt that don't look at the teacher Body's high analgesic, in fact, he also has his own temperament, such as::

Good face.

In the original.

Coffee does not add sugar, drink it hard.

Egg tarts add polysaccharide, sweet enough to eat.

Therefore, this birthday banquet, the juniors headed by Meng Fan, performed very much. After the uncle's departure, he gathered together to discuss.

Awei said that he would go to the provincial capital, but it was too high -profile and the road was inconvenient. Meng Fan proposed that it was better to go to the county seat.

Although Renjia Town is the center of Shili and Eight Township. When it comes to prosperity, it is not much worse than the county seat, but there is some of them.

Like the masters who are good at major cuisines, they are in the county's restaurants.

"Riding a horse, get it in half an hour."

Qiu Sheng felt a bit, and said seriously.

Next to him, Wen Cai faced his face: "I don't know much about ride. Last borrowed the fast horse of Ren Ren's house, I turned back to Yizhuang all the way, and the whole person was almost scattered ..."

"It is estimated that at noon from Yizhuang, you can rush to the restaurant to drink the leftovers in the evening, lick a plate."

Looking at the talented talents who are always hindered, Awei joked: "It's okay, I pay for you to set up a table alone, you don't come, no one moves chopsticks."

"Really?" Wen Cai jumped.

"It is impossible to think about it with your head. Master's birthday, apprentice is late?"

Looking at the two of the two, Meng Fan sighed helplessly in his heart, and said, "There are still a few days, what should I do, Awei."

"Yes, brother."

Since seeing Meng Fan's ability and following a lot of good babies, Awei is completely convinced. When he heard his brother's opening, he stopped playing with treasure and waited silently.

"It's okay today's Yamen? Go to the street."

"I have passed."

Avi nodded, and the Yangtze Dynasty waved his hand:

"Goodbye to Brother Qiusheng."

When the words fell, he turned and left.

In this way, there was only a casual person in the courtyard, and Meng Fan had nothing to say. Ask him to be tired. The sun was poisonous in the afternoon.

Wen Cai went to it with joy.

Seeing this way, Qiu Sheng sighed and didn't care about it. He decided to meditate and practice. It was a ray of more strands. In the evening, he went to the town to see the shop in the town.

Meng Fan, who presided over the "overall situation", lay on the vine chair and watched with the Book of Changes.

Since the people of the Society and the opening method of the second set of ground, after being able to control the five elements of gossip, "Maoshan's Evil Secret Book" is not a book he read all day.

Mr. Yang, a gambler who played the dice together, said wrong. Young people really have to read more, especially for a person who can cross the heavens.

The courtyard is silent.

In the room, Wen Cai scratched his sweating cheeks, turned over, and made a snoring sound.

The setting sun is under the west.

Qiu Sheng temporarily ended cultivation and was ready to go to the town's rouge gouache shop. Meng Fan closed his eyes and sorted out school from the Book of Changes to school, which is likely to create a path for new skills.

Bang!

Suddenly, the door of the courtyard was hit.

"Brother, big things are bad."

A Wei, who was in a yellow police uniform, rushed in, whispered, and people who didn't know had seen it. They thought that the uncle was caught by the monster.

In fact, Shi Bo worshiped the ancestral statue in the house and communicated with him silently.

"What's going on?"

Faced with Meng Fan, who was still calm, Awei calmed down a little bit and answered:

"A special commissioner came to the provincial capital, knowing that we have dozens of guns in Renjia Town. To collect it, we must also collect the security team and send it to the battlefield to fight."

Awei from the army?

This is not nonsense!

"What do you say, what about the county?"

The Ren family has power. It is a big family who has taken root for a century on the place. You can noisy, at least you can pull out thousands of youths.

Then move the relationship, spend some money, hundreds of long guns can definitely get it, coupled with the soil guns and earth cannons made by rural workshops, it is not necessarily afraid of being threatened.

"The county chief is his own. He asked the security team to stop and hide all the guns. He usually holds a short stick, patrols steel fork, and with a maximum of a few birds."

"People are all bird guns to change guns. What special assignee is here, no, what special commissioner? Oh! It is a bandit. He runs over and hurts us.

Avi was full of anger, obviously resisting to be a cannon fodder, and Meng Fan could understand that when he hit his own, or for the selfish interest of some people, what did you do?

"Listen to the arrangement of Master, hide all the guns, what can the special association a foreigner?"

"My cousin said the same, so please help Yizhuang here, the gun room in the yamen is not safe." Awei rubbed his hands, his face was getting hotter.

"Come here."

This is what the master Meng Fan can do.

Moreover, Uncle Jiu also knew what the group of semi -agent was. It was impossible to watch the guns used to defend the villagers.

"Well, people have arrived outside."

Awei rushed out quickly and greeted it.

Immediately afterwards, the two carts were raised in a group of red eyes, and they could still smell the green onion flavor. A few of them were quite familiar. They were members of the guards who were sent to the guardian next door to the county town not long ago.

At the same time, there is still a stinky salted fish flavor.

Obviously, the two groups on the wooden trucks were bulging, and the strict things wrapped were not corpses, but stinky salted fish mixed in the gun ...

"This idea comes out of your boy?"

Facing Meng Fan's eyes, Awei smiled happier, as if it was recognized.

"Hey, Brother, this box cannon also asked you, too publicity, it is easy to be stared at by any shit special agent."

"Um."

Meng Fan nodded, greeted Qiusheng and Wencai to dig a pit between the migrants, wrapped dozens of guns disguised in the camouflage, wrapped it in oil paper, put it in the box and buried it.

As for himself, there is actually an old -fashioned Brangine pistol, but because of his identity cover, he is not worried that he will be stared at.

After all, Meng Fan rarely takes it out.

The special association is not a bandit, and he should not dare to tear his face, not to mention that even if he is, as long as he dares to mess around, he can walk out of Renjia Town, which is all created by heaven.

"I hope I don't have any troubles recently, but this time I have no guns."

I went to the lobby room and checked it, and Avi wielded the police stick with emotion to perform poison milk.

"Brother, I'll take a step first, I have to pay a difference with my cousin, buy some cold dishes at night, and eat cooked to eat."

"A few of you stayed and kept crying, and then walked for a while. Remember not to expose the stuffing. Don't come to the door for two days to do things and treat it at home."

Before leaving, Awei told His Majesty to play the guy of filial sons and sons.

At this time, Meng Fan also said: "If there is no business recently, you will also come to Yizhuang, and I will explain to Shi Bo."

"Your little boy is too diligent, that guy will definitely notice it."
Chapter completed!