Warm marriage: Mr.Nan spoils wife addictively

Shao Yichen walked calmly without fear.

Not that he is not afraid of death, but that he believes in the old man.

It's not easy to raise a proud owner of his own family. He was beaten to death in his own order. It doesn't exist.

Mr. Shao is also a businessman in the final analysis. How can he do a loss business?

But the ideal is very full, the reality is very bony. When the people in the ancestral hall came out to carry out the family law, Shao Yichen was also in a cold sweat.

A dozen seniors in their forties and fifties were carrying sticks as thick as Coke bottles. Many sticks still have black marks on them. I think these weapons are ancestral.

As soon as the gate of the ancestral hall was closed, Shao Yichen was hit on the shoulder by a stick. This pain almost did not cry out, scream is indispensable.

The ancestral hall was full of crying and howling. Of course, there were different sounds of sticks hitting bones and meat.

"Can Shao Yichen sustain a pillar of incense?"

"It's hard to say. Don't die."

"Yes, it's not like before. It's a lawsuit to kill someone."

"The Shao family's own family law, what does it matter if they are killed? You love me."

"What do you know? How valuable human lives are now. Who killed them should pay for their lives. "

"Who knows who beat so many people?"

As time went on, the noise outside decreased. Inside, the sound of the stick beating on the meat continued, but the voice of Shao Yichen's cry was getting smaller and weaker.

"It won't really kill you, will it?"

"He found it himself, too."

Housekeeper a cold sweat in the outside, has been prepared ginseng soup and medicine. As soon as the gate is opened, we need to give emergency treatment.

A pillar of incense lasts as long as a century. Finally, the gate of the ancestral hall is opened, and the ground is full of blood.

Shao Yichen's clothes were all red with blood. His facial features were stained with blood, but he could still stand.

He limped out holding the door, sneering.

"Is that all right?" Shao Yichen asked.

No one in the Shao family dared to speak any more. After all, he gave them an account. The old man also used this way to block the mouth of the people, not to let Shao Yichen leave a handle.

In the future, if someone uses this thing to blackmail Shao Yichen, the punishment of ancestral temple will be able to stop him. After all, this kind of punishment is not for everyone.

"Home owner." The housekeeper came up and held him.

With his help, Shao Yichen limped back to the main room step by step. It's the end of the precepts. I'm going to tell the old man.

Looking at Shao Yichen's back, some people feel that it's a pity to have such an opportunity, while others really feel that he is a man. However, in the final analysis, this hundred years of ambergris is even, and it will not be taken out again.

As soon as Shao Yichen entered the old man's house, he fell down and turned his eyes.

"Don't pretend. It's not that serious." Mr. Shao is cold.

But Shao Yichen was sweating, and the blood in his nose was still flowing.

"Don't these grandchildren say to keep their hands? Are you deaf? " Master Shao is also in a hurry.

"Yes, but one of them had a little bit of a bad time with the owner of the family. He was a little bit cruel." The housekeeper answered.

He is also out to see Shao Yichen is not right, busy people go inside to ask what's going on.

"Hurry up and give him the ginseng soup." Shao urged.

A bowl of ginseng soup makes up for vitality, and Shao Yichen is OK. He himself is also a practitioner, and there are still people blocking him, so he didn't suffer much.

It was at the beginning that he didn't find out the way and had to eat a few sticks, which made him seriously injured.

The medicine has been wiped, and Shao Yichen's spirit has improved a lot. It's the Shao family. A lot of good medicines are hidden by themselves. When he first came out of the ancestral hall, he was as swollen as a pig's head, but now it's only an hour and it's gone.

It's just that there are a lot of bruises on the body and face. It takes some time for those scars to disappear. No matter how good the medicine is, it can't work all at once.

"Old man!" Shao Yichen struggled to sit up.

"Nothing." Mr. Shao is cold.

Of course, he knew what he was going to do. He hoped that Mr. Shao would keep his promise and take out the ambergris.

Mr. Shao was worried about him, but he felt angry. He told liushou that he was beaten by others. In the end, the child raised by himself, he does not care who cares?

But it happened that this little boy didn't worry about eating the stick for the first time, but worried about whether he could get it,

The old man felt that his love had fed the dog.

Angrily, he dropped a box and left with the housekeeper. Anyway, Shao Yichen didn't hurt his muscles and bones. After all, they were all on the skin. The Shao family's way of beating people has been handed down for a hundred years. It is said that it was often used in the Imperial Palace in the past. Punishing people will be punished, which is a very technical work.

If you have skills, you can use three sticks to break your soul, or you can use hundreds of sticks to only hurt your skin and bones.

Shao Yichen obviously took advantage of the latter. Of course, the exception also made him suffer a small loss. However, when the matter was solved, he wanted to give the things to Jian Yao as soon as possible.

Jian Yao on the other side, of course, didn't know that Shao Yichen was desperate for himself. She is still negotiating with Nan Chenghe, because he strongly disagrees with her about social intercourse.

Jian Yao's hard work and hard work, at least for three hours, can be regarded as the biggest bottom line of Nan Chenghe. Of course, the other thing is that you can't drink.

In fact, there's no need for Nan Chengyi to say that. Jian Yao knows that. As a doctor, as a mother, how can she use the children's affairs to make friends?

"Director, meal order is ready, Japanese style non-smoking room." Lin Ke said.

I have to say that Lin Ke is careful. Japanese style places lack the entertainment of wine sharing, and smoke-free rooms directly isolate the troubles of second-hand smoke. Jianyao and Linke arrived at the place early to show their sincerity. These downstream partners are also very face saving. Although they take the initiative to propose a toast, they also ask her to drink juice.

Jian Yao also talked about some small plans of the company in the future. Of course, these so-called small plans are made with the partners. The partners and she flatter each other, which can be regarded as the pleasure of both the guests and the host.

They have a very good impression of Jian Yao. After all, they have been paid more attention to by Nan's young grandmother than they had before.

Approachable people didn't hold the shelf of Nanshi's business, they were more like ordinary partners, giving them respect and courtesy.

"Mrs. Nan, it's very kind of you. You don't have to." There's a visitor.

"We should invite you to dinner. We are all partners, right?" Jian Yao put them in a very high position.