Rebirth of Everyday Life In the 1970s

"It's no wonder that for so many years, your family has never disliked Polaroid for not having children. I originally thought it was your kindness, Lu Gongzhi, and you, Lu Gongzhi, who was kind and righteous. I didn't expect, I didn't expect..." Du Cunzhi's eyes were black , Regretful fire burst into his eyes, and his angry face twisted into a ball.

When Lu Gong went to the door to ask for a kiss, Du Baoli was originally reluctant, but because he liked Lu Gongzhi's personality, she couldn't help but persuade Du Baoli a few more words, and she agreed to continue with Lu Gongzhi. Look at each other.

Over the years, what he is most proud of is not that his officials are getting higher and higher, nor that his sons have a bright future, but that he has found a good home for his daughter.

But now, he has become the culprit who pushed his daughter into the fire pit.

Du Cunzhi's eyes were red, and he raised his right hand and slapped a few more slaps: "Animal——"

Lu Gongzhi was dizzy, his cheeks swelled into two blood buns, two tubes of blood hung under his nose, and Du Cunzhi's hand was stained along his chin.

Lu Gongzhi tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch his nose, and then raised his hand to take a look. He didn't know whether it was stimulated by the bright red in his eyes, or the depression accumulated for many days finally broke through the critical point, and his distracted gaze began to focus.

Just when Du Cunzhi was unsatisfied, and once again slapped his slap to vent his anger, Lu Gongzhi's pupils shrank, and then he slammed away from Du Cunzhi's hand gripping his collar.

Xu was because Lu Gongzhi used too much force, and Du Cunzhi couldn't stand still and fell directly to the ground.

"Dad—" the Du family brothers shouted anxiously, and the nearest old Du family Dalian hurriedly stepped forward to help Du Cunzhi.

The second child of the Du family who was a step late was also a violent temper. He turned his head abruptly and looked at Lu Gongzhi with a sullen expression: "Okay, Lu Gongzhi, it's all for this purpose. Do you dare to fight back? If you don't teach you a lesson today, you really think my Du family is so bullying, right?"

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked quickly towards Lu Gongzhi.

Hearing this, Lu Gongzhi sneered and spit out blood at his feet. It can be said that Du Cunzhi's few merciless slaps broke his last guilt.

Just when the second child of the Du family stretched out his hand to tighten his shirt, Lu Gongzhi spoke. He stuck his neck, his eyes were torch, pointing to his face, and the jar was broken: "Come here, fight here, if you can't kill you today. I, I'm fighting to lose both sides, and I want to pull your Du family off the horse."

When he shouted so, the second child of the Du family really subconsciously stopped.

Lu Gongzhi sneered. He was really not afraid of the Lu family: "It's not just your Lu family, but also the Xu family." His gaze fell on Song Fengchen: "If this is carried out in feudal superstition activities, I would like to see it. Did you die first or I die first."

Before the words were over, the duo's second child punched Lu Gongzhi in the stomach.

"Woo-"

Lu Gongzhi snorted, his face swelled into pig liver color, and before he could react, the next punch followed.

"You--" Lu Gongzhi curled up, with blue veins on his forehead, squeezing a word.

Du's second child raised his foot and kicked him out.

"Okay." Just when Lu Gongzhi was beaten to death by the Du's second child, Du Cunzhi spoke.

The second child of the Du family panted and stopped.

Du Cunzhi retracted his cold gaze that fell on Lu Gongzhi, took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, then looked back at Du Baoli, and he said in a deep voice, "Baoli, what do you say?"

The dumbfounded Du Baoli came back to her senses, and looked at Du Cunzhi, who was worried, and then at Lu Gongzhi, who was curled up on the ground with a swollen nose and swollen nose. She opened her mouth for a long time and uttered three words: "Get divorced."

After speaking, her eyes were red.

"Okay." Du Cunzhi said with a choked voice.

As Lu Gongzhi said, he really didn't dare to do anything with Lu Gongzhi!

But isn't his Lu family still relying on his daughter to fly Huang Tengda? Now that his daughter and Lu Gongzhi are divorced, he wants to see how the Lu family can jump.

It is never too late for a gentleman to avenge him.

Du Cunzhi gritted his teeth and thought.

Hearing this, Lu Gongzhi's body trembled, closing his eyes, no joy or anger could be seen on his face.

This matter cannot be delayed, and it will change after a while.

Thinking of this, Du Cunzhi made a decisive decision. He looked at Lu Gongzhi coldly: "Boss, you take him to the Civil Affairs Bureau, first get the divorce certificate for him and your sister."

It will also prevent the Lu family from being unwilling to be stubborn and messing around.

"Okay." How could the boss of the Du family not understand the stakes, he nodded immediately, then walked to Lu Gongzhi, lifted him and walked out.

Lu Gongzhi was like a wooden man at the mercy of the boss of the Du family. His eyes were full of despair, and everything had been planned. As long as the man came and Ding Ruyun died, Lu Gongzhi would be free, and the Lu family could still rise up.

But now, all this has turned into a bubble.

The culprit of all this is not Song Fengchen.

Thinking of this, Lu Gongzhi suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Song Fengchen, with an expression of wishing to swallow the other party alive.

Noting Lu Gongzhi's gaze, Song Fengchen raised his head, his gaze fell on the blood scab on Lu Gongzhi's forehead, and sneered.

Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation, he thought.

As the footsteps of the Du family's boss faded away, Du Cunzhi's eyes fell on Ding Ruyun, who was also half-dead not far away. He turned and looked at Song Fengchen: "Nephew Song Xian, you see?"

Suddenly, the eyes of all the people present fell on Ding Ruyun.

"Meow!" The black cat barked at Song Fengchen.

Ding Ruyun shrank his body and looked at Song Fengchen with a pleading expression on his face.

Song Fengchen raised his eyes, Ding Ruyun, as the culprit in the whole thing, cannot be killed, but it cannot be easily let go either.

Thinking of this, he flipped his right wrist and a piece of talisman paper appeared on the tip of his finger.

"Go--" Song Fengchen gave a soft yell, then let go, and the talisman turned into a stream of light and flew towards Ding Ruyun who couldn't reach the guard.

When Fu Zhi and Ding Ruyun collided, a black light flashed.

Du Cunzhi put down the right hand that was covering his eyes and took a closer look. There was no Ding Ruyun's figure on the ground. Only a triangular pyramid the size of a fingernail was left in place. Looking at the color, it was the symbol that Song Fengchen threw out just now. The paper is no doubt.

Song Fengchen stepped forward two steps, bent down to pick up the triangular pyramid on the ground, turned and handed it to Du Cunzhi: "Leave this to Uncle Du to deal with it."

Thinking of the evil spirit sealed inside, Du Cunzhi's scalp went numb, but he still trembled and took the things over.

Then I heard Song Fengchen continue to say: "Find a place to keep it, when Uncle Du feels mad, find a Taoist temple or temple, and throw it into the merit box."

Isn't this the equivalent of putting Ding Ruyun in prison?

Good idea, Du Cunzhi nodded.

"As for Miss Du's body," Song Fengchen said, adhering to the principle of sending the Buddha to the west, "Don't see the sun these days. You can find some peach gum and soap jelly stewed rice soup, other tonics and so on. Don't touch it to prevent deficiency and no replenishment. At most one month, Miss Du will be able to heal."

"Good, good," Du Cunzhi said hurriedly.

Hearing Song Fengchen mentioning herself, Du Baoli came back to her in a daze, as if she was thinking of something. She reluctantly regained her energy and choked up her voice: "Mr. Song, my family Tuantuan--the black cat that saved me, it how is it now?"

Hearing this, Song Fengchen looked into the bed subconsciously.

Following his sight, Du Baoli followed, there was nothing there.

The black cat concealed his figure and shook his head at Song Fengchen.

It just doesn't want to make Du Baoli sad any more.

Song Fengchen's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he turned around and said, "It's very good, because it has saved you twice in this life. With its merits, you will definitely be able to get a good baby in the next life, with no worries about food and clothing, and a smooth life."

"Really?" Tears flickered in Du Baoli's eyes. This is probably the only good news she has heard these days.

"Really." Song Fengchen nodded solemnly.

The black cat yelled at Song Fengchen, then leaped slightly, jumped into Du Baoli's arms, and finally rubbed her chin, turned into a light spot, and disappeared into the air.

Like a blessing, Du Baoli lowered her head, looked at the empty embrace, and said, "It's gone."

For a long time, she choked up: "Thank you!"

Now that the matter has been dealt with, Song Fengchen didn't want to stay a lot, and immediately said goodbye.

Du Cunzhi listened, as if thinking of something, winking at Du's second child, while pulling Song Fengchen into a chat.

When the second child of the Du family came out of the room with a large bag and a small bag, Du Cunzhi touched a red envelope and stuffed it into Song Fengchen's hand: "I know the rules of your business. Small meaning, don't dislike it."

Song Fengchen pushed it for a while, and then accepted it.

Xu Shidao helped Song Fengchen bring things back home. Song Fengchen originally wanted to keep him for dinner, but he refused because he still had things to do.

When Xu Shujian came back from get off work, she opened the door and smelled a strong fishy smell, and then she saw Song Fengchen holding a dusty thing thinking about something.

He walked over and took a look, only to find that it was a dried abalone.

"You are back." Song Fengchen turned around.

"Yeah." Xu Shujian replied, looking down at the pile of dried seafood on the table, palm-sized abalone, two-finger-thick sea cucumbers, boxes of scallops, basin-sized fish gelatin, and some dried sandworms. , Dried cuttlefish, yellow clams, etc., the amount is also quite large.

"Where do all these come from?" he asked.

"It was given by the Du family." Song Fengchen picked and told Xu Shujian about his family's affairs.

Finally, he concluded: "The Du family is really sincere."

There is absolutely no derogatory meaning in this sentence.

Song Fengchen vaguely remembered that Lu Gongzhi seemed to have said that his father was the current director of the State Fisheries Administration. It is expected that these seafood should be given to the Du family by the Lu family, but now the Du family can’t wait to take the Lu family alive, and these things are naturally too. It became Ge Ying and the others. Packing and throwing them to Song Fengchen would not lose dignity and avoid waste, just right.

"Do you know how to do this?" Song Fengchen asked, he wouldn't be able to do it anyway.

"A little bit." Xu Shujian dialed the octopus whiskers in the box: "Is there any chili in the house?"

"No, I'll buy it." Song Fengchen replied.

"Row."

When Song Fengchen came back carrying the chili, Xu Shujian was busy in the kitchen.

Seeing his lover wearing an apron, looking so virtuous, Song Fengchen's heart became hot, and he stepped forward, stretched his hand around Xu Shujian's waist, and put his chin on his shoulder.

"Don't make trouble." Xu Shujian said, but didn't mean to push Song Fengchen away.

"Yeah." Song Fengchen grunted, and his eyes fell on the octopus whiskers being cleaned in Xu Shujian's hand.

The carrot-sized octopus must change shape in his hand.

Song Fengchen blinked, and could not help but think of some weird things.

Feeling a hot pestle on his butt, Xu Shujian let go of his hands, and the octopus he was holding fell into the basin with a plop.

He made a false voice: "You, you..."

Song Fengchen tightened his hands, opened his mouth to bite his red earlobe, and kissed it down, vaguely said: "These dry goods are delicious, eat fresh if you want."

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Xu Shujian: ...take a cucumber to find out!