Nanqin Chapter 47: Qian Feng’s distress

　　Qian Feng can still judge Zhang Nanqin's words, it is not a lie, but he frowned: "You want to tell me that the dictionary should be a bad idea?"

　　Zhang Nanqin smiled. Although Qian Feng is innocent, he is not stupid enough. Even if he didn't say it, he can still think of it. He nodded: "Before you had the sacred identity of the **** hunting camp to protect you. , Now you are just a piece of cloth, what do you think?"

　　 Before Qian Feng could speak, he went on to say: "No matter how many temptations in the dark you have refused in the Shenchui Camp, in the eyes of some people, you don’t like Shenchui Camp, especially you. If you don’t get in with oil and salt, you are incompatible with them. It can be said that it’s not an exaggeration to be regarded as a thorn in the flesh."

　　 "These people want to deal with you and yin you behind, what do you do?" He finished looking at Qian Feng.

　　 Qian Feng walked very slowly and seemed to be thinking.

　　Zhang Nanqin said again: "As you used to be, you can live here to prove that your income is very good. Now you are thinking about going to a **** shop. It seems that you have been unsatisfactory."

　　 Qian Feng frowned, his eyes flashed with unnoticeable sadness, he suddenly stopped: "I'm here."

　　Zhang Nanqin glanced at the environment, this is the end of the road, there is a small attic on the side, the courtyard: "Don't want to ask me to sit?" Then he took out a silver ticket from his arms and stuffed it directly Into Qian Feng’s arms, he said, “It’s okay, it’s a long day, but you should be careful.”

　　 Qian Feng just wanted to talk, the gate of the courtyard was opened, and she was an old woman with a kind face: "Xiao Feng, there is nothing wrong with the Shenchou Camp today?" After speaking, the old woman stretched her head and saw Zhang Nanqin's back and said: " Why don't you let your colleagues come in and sit down?"

　　 Qian Feng was taken aback, but then smiled: "Mother, that's my friend."

　　 After talking, Qian Feng glanced at Zhang Nanqin's figure, then at the silver ticket he was holding from his arms, sighed deeply and stepped into the courtyard. Only the small courtyard was small, but very comfortable. , I saw an old man sitting on a chair with a thick blanket.

　　The old man's body trembled slightly at Qian Feng, who called out: "Father."

　　 After listening to the old man, he kept humming in his nose, as if he was teaching Qian Feng, and Qian Feng said after hearing this: "Father, don't be angry, I know that I will do my best when I am on duty. It just happened to be here today. Something happened, so I came back and took a look."

The old woman on the side of 　　 also said: "Don't ask Feng'er with your previous set, don't get angry."

　　After the old woman finished speaking, she pulled Qian Feng into it, and then the old woman's face was serious: "The mother of God's capture camp is already known."

　　 Qian Feng was stunned when he heard that, and thought about his father in the yard before, so his mother spoke like that. Otherwise, given his father’s current condition, he was really afraid of being angry.

　　The old woman seems to be able to see through Qian Feng’s thoughts. She said: "This matter is hidden from your father for the time being. He is unhappy now, so you will feel wronged."

　　 "Mother, what are you talking about? What can I do wrong." Qian Feng smiled.

　　The old woman cast her eyes at Qian Feng: "You are my son, don't I know what you think? I wandered outside every day for the past few days, and only came back at a little later." Then he glanced at Qian Feng's hands. "I’ll find a chance to tell your father about this. You don’t have to worry about it. But your father’s life is a straight-up man, so don’t let him down. These two are given by your friend just now." Yours?"

　　Qian Feng couldn't hide anything from his father since he was a child. He felt uncomfortable at this moment, and looked back at his unsuccessful father who was lying on a chair outside.

　　 "Although your father needs silver to cure his illness, he doesn't need to be so. Do you know what a mother means?" The old woman looked at Qian Feng with a kindly gaze.

　　 Qian Feng nodded and said: "Mother, you accept this silver. That friend just now is not easy, he belongs to the name of Tian Zi, your son met a noble person."

　　 The old woman's eyes widened when she heard it, and she looked at Qian Feng with an incredible expression: "Feng'er, this is not a joke."

　　 Qian Feng saw his mother's expression like this, and he nodded: "Mother, I didn't laugh, you take this silver, and I will invite Dr. Zhang to come over. I will explain to my father about the God's capture camp. You don't have to worry about it. ."

After 　　 finished speaking, Qian Feng turned and went out. He felt his mother at the gate of the courtyard quietly watching him.

　　 He walked out quickly, stepped out of the Fujiwara Tower, and then slapped himself severely. He looked at this familiar and unfamiliar place around him, giving him a sense of loneliness.

　　 Especially Qian Feng thought of the lie he told his mother just now, he didn't know where he had the courage. You must know that his father used to be the instructor of Huangziying and has always worshipped the legendary Tiandixuan three-ziying camp. If he didn't say that, it is estimated that his father would be **** to death after he knew that he had left the camp.

　　 He sighed, thinking of Zhang Nanqin, with a wry smile, his only way now is to find Zhang Nanqin to lie, thinking of this, he went to the place where Zhang Nanqin lived.

　　 At this moment, Zhang Nanqin came to the cloth shop and hid in Huaqingzhu.

　　 It’s just that Wei Lanqing appeared not long after he came here. This made Zhang Nanqin’s eyes always fixed on Wei Lanqing, and his gaze seemed to say, You are so busy now, still have the heart to come here?

　　 Wei Lanqing may be cold-hearted from outsiders~IndoMTL.com~ But in front of Zhang Nanqin, she is a little woman. She is making tea and placing a cup of tea in front of Zhang Nanqin.

　　 Wei Lanqing said: "With the assistance of Ms. Fang Ying, the resources obtained outside have been integrated."

　　 Zhang Nanqin, screaming at the smoking pot: "You have a lot of sound transmission stones?"

The meaning of 　　 means, how can you know where I am?

　　 Wei Lanqing took a sip from the teacup, and then said: "The little master gathered the guards of several shops today and dispatched them. The people below notified me. I know that the little master listens to you and finds Little Master, I might as well find you."

　　Zhang Nanqin blinked after listening, and was shocked. He just asked Monk Heming to inquire about the matter, but he didn't expect to call some guards from the Wei's house. He couldn't help but smiled: "This bald man is starting to learn to be lazy."

　　 Wei Lanqing doesn’t seem to care: “It’s better to do things by one person than to do things with multiple people. The efficiency will be very high.”

　　Zhang Nanqin didn’t say much. To him, Wei Lanqing is not an outsider now, but compared with Qin Ruoan, that is incomparable, but thinking about his own causality, Wei Lanqing is dangerous next. , He always has troubles in his heart, so he didn't say much about this matter.

　　 After all, I don’t know how many storms will come in the future. Let Wei Lanqing become familiar with it. Knowing some things doesn’t matter.

　　 There were footsteps outside, familiar rhythm, Zhang Nanqin knew it was Monk Heming, and saw the other person walk in, originally laughing, but seeing that Wei Lanqing was also there, he retracted what he wanted to say.

　　Zhang Nanqin gave him an angry look: "You look for the guards under Miss Wei to do the work, and you want to keep the secret from Miss Wei. This is a bit unnatural, let's talk about it."