There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 269: Express delivery of clothes
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Early the next morning.
Tao Wenguang finally woke up from a coma.
"It's just that my foot was accidentally smashed. My old bone is not so delicate yet."
Tao Wenguang's voice was full of anger, and people who spoke on the second floor could hear him on the first floor. It can be seen that the old man has a strong body and strong blood.
Only those who are well-informed and well-versed in energy and blood can still have strong energy and blood at this age.
In the yard, facing Fang Zheng, who was breathing in the rising sun, and the old **** stick who practiced ordinary Taoist breathing mantras, looking for the sound, they turned their heads and looked behind them. They happened to see Tao Wenguang walking from the second floor. Downstairs.
However, Tao Wenguang's legs and feet are a bit inconvenient, one foot is still wrapped in a bandage, he is holding the stairs downstairs with his hand, and limping down. Behind Tao Wenguang, followed by his wife who was worried about his thoughts.
"Chen Daochang." Tao Wenguang saluted the old **** stick first.
At this time, the old **** stick, under the golden glow of the sun, pretended to be fluttering in his clothes. The fairy-style and dao bones were of extraordinary high temperament, and he nodded lightly as if he gave a soft hmm, fully Reflects the aura of an expert.
"This must be Brother Fang, right? My student Yushu told me about you. Brother Fang is Chen Daochang’s personal apprentice, and he is really a hero. Thanks to Brother Fang for helping out last night." Tao Wenguang looked towards him. Fang Zheng said solemnly.
He kept his eyes on Fang Zheng, and only mentioned that Fang Zheng shot, not the old **** stick. Obviously, this old professor who has been educating children and reading countless people has learned from Fang Zheng and the old **** stick. I can see the subtle relationship between the two.
"Does the professor believe that there will really be people in this world who die and come back to life to seek revenge?" Fang Zheng, who was praised, did not feel complacent this time, nor did he answer Tao Wenguang's words, but did not answer questions.
Then Fang Zheng described the appearance of the corpse he saw last night, and began to pay attention to the expression on the face of the old man in front of him without blinking.
Nevertheless, when Tao Wenguang finished listening, the retired old professor's eyes were red, and he lost control of his emotions on the spot, and cried out with grief.
Fang Zheng has been looking at Tao Wenguang, not like a disguised sadness, as if he really recalled sad memories.
"It was him, it was him, forty years, forty years, not only he couldn't let go, but the other four of us at the time couldn't forget this incident, and could always wake up in nightmares! That It is a nightmare that will never be forgotten in a lifetime!"
Tao Wenguang cried in pain and loss, crying very sadly.
The old man's face is full of sadness, self-blame and regret.
……
Zhongshi.
When Sun Yushu was sent back to his residence, the old Jetta in the water truck was only left with Fang Zheng and the old **** stick.
And, there are back seats, guitar backpacks with "ethnic classical percussion instruments"...
"Brother Fang, do you believe what the retired old professor said?" The old **** stick asked Fang Zheng as he drove his car, looking ahead.
"What do you think of the old **** stick?" Fang Zheng didn't answer immediately.
Old God Cudgel: "In my life, I have traveled north and south. I have seen a lot of people, such as fake monks, fake priests, and country goddesses who pretend to be deceived and deceived. The wrong person. The sadness of this old professor is not like pretending. In him, there is a sense of righteousness of a scholar. This kind of person can give up his famous wealth, can put aside everything, and is willing to live in a small mountain village for the elderly. It shows that he He has a peaceful mind, unlike a narrow-minded or petty person."
After hearing the old **** stick say so much, Fang Zheng looked weird: "Aren't you talking because of the fifty thousand profits that Professor Tao paid?"
Professor Tao retired from poverty and didn't have much savings. This 50,000 yuan profit is almost the same as the savings of Professor Tao and his wife.
Sun Yushu, who had a wealthy family, wanted to give Fang Zheng a second big red envelope for his teacher, but Fang Zheng didn't ask for it.
He works for Tao Wenguang, so naturally he only takes Tao Wenguang's profit as money.
When Fang Zheng said that, the old **** cough coughed and immediately defended: "Little brother, do you look down on my personality like this?"
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who bends my waist for five buckets of rice?"
The old **** stick is plausible.
I just finished speaking, the old **** stick’s decent and handsome face is only three seconds old, and his face has returned to a little wretched: "Little brother, look, triple the salary, and my high-speed invoices, gas station invoices, yes Can’t I get reimbursement with you?"
Founder: "..."
Old **** stick, isn't it okay to bend the waist for five buckets of rice?
……
When I returned to the city, it was almost noon. Yesterday it was another night's vigil. Today I drove for two hours. The old **** stick was exhausted enough, so Fang Zheng gave the old **** stick a day off. Count him on paid vacation, and go back and take a good day's rest.
At the same time, the invoice was reimbursed for the old **** stick. The 50,000 profit was also used as a dividend for the old **** stick. Although the old **** stick brand self-propelled human body hanger was not used this time, there was no credit and hard work.
I heard that there was dividends, which pleased the old **** stick, and Ju's old face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.
When Founder returned to the community, it was almost afternoon.
When Fang Zheng was about to walk through the security room, Captain Liu in the security room stopped Fang Zheng: "Fangzheng, here is your express delivery."
A black question mark appeared on Fang Zheng's face? ?
Why doesn't he remember that he bought express delivery recently.
Captain Liu bent over to find the express package, looked down at the express delivery side and said: "The recipient is Fang... Yuyi, is your niece's name, right?"
Hearing this, Fang Zheng was stunned.
No wonder Yiyi suddenly asked him a few days ago to apply for a bank card and a certain treasure account. Fang Zheng didn't think too much about Yiyi's online shopping.
Holding a tablet computer to surf the Internet all day, even elementary school monks know how to register for a treasure.
Furthermore, the total savings for clothing is only two hundred yuan, and Fang Zheng is not worried about spending money on clothing.
It's just that he is a little curious, what did Yiyi buy online?
Thanks to Captain Liu, Fang Zheng entered the community and walked to the door of the house. The sound of renovation came from Officer Wei’s house next door. The renovation of the house is almost almost done. It is estimated that the renovation will be completed in about ten days.
However, Zhang Yiwen, who didn't meet Police Officer Wei's cousin this time, had a bit of an abnormal brain, and felt relieved when she thought that it was time for class during the day. What happened last time did not leave a psychological shadow on Zhang Yiwen, because the people in the Special Operations Department once again collectively falsified the memory.
At this moment, Fang Zheng, holding the courier box, just took out the key to open the door, and saw his clothes and Xiao Hei with a small tail behind him. He couldn't wait to run to the door.
Fangzheng immediately discovered that something was wrong. This kid, a Mao kid, was staring at the express box in his hand, and couldn't move his eyes away.
Fang Zheng looked suspiciously: "Yiyi, Xiao Hei, said, are you two fooling around with me?"
"You two bought this courier together?"
"What did you buy?"