Dressed like a crazy gangster's sick and weak partner

Chapter 27

Jiang Beiting was held by the collar by Nan Qingqing, and he was speechless.

Seeing the persistence in Nan Qingqing's eyes, he could only sigh: "No!"

Nan Qingqing didn't ask any more questions, but let go of her hand readily.

Jiang Beiting still didn't believe that he was let go so easily?

Nan Qingqing snorted twice: "I've seen Xinghua, she's not as good-looking as me, she's not as good-looking as me, and she's not as good at acting like a baby. It's normal if you don't like her!"

Jiang Beiting: ...

Nan Qingqing didn't wait for Jiang Beiting's reply, and hummed again: "Did I say something wrong?"

Jiang Beiting laughed.

"You can act like a baby?"

He was leaning against the wall, keeping his knees bent. Anyway, Zha Mabu was a piece of cake for him. At this time, he was just coaxing Nan Qingqing, but it was rare to follow her in a good mood.

Seeing her now, she feels like a little fox with fried fur, which is interesting no matter how you look at it.

Nan Qingqing coughed lightly: "Although it's not as good as my brother's voice, he can really act like a baby!"

She wrapped her arms around Jiang Beiting's waist, "Brother Ting, can't you feel it?"

The sweetness is absolutely beyond standard.

Jiang Beiting stood up in embarrassment and pinched Nan Qingqing's mouth.

He felt that there might be something really wrong with this woman.

"Brother Ting, what's the matter with you? Don't you like me acting like a baby? Or does my brother love me?"

Nan Qingqing is addicted to playing, and she doesn't intend to let Jiang Beiting go.

Jiang Beiting directly covered her mouth this time.

"You can act like a baby!"

The voices are a little embarrassed.

Nan Qingqing narrowed her eyes with a smile, feeling that she had finally pulled back a victory.

She rubbed against Jiang Beiting's arms, and asked in a low voice after a long time: "Brother, if we continue here, do you think those at the door will stretch their ears and plug them in?"

She hung on Jiang Beiting's neck on tiptoe, and the warm breath sprayed against Jiang Beiting's ears, and the crisp heat wave slid into the ears along the fluff on the ears.

The tingling sensation went straight to the tailbone.

Jiang Beiting knew he was doomed.

He really couldn't bear Nan Qingqing's acting like a baby.

For a moment, he suspected that his countless records would be broken.

Fortunately, he grasped the key point of Nan Qingqing's words, raised his eyes to look at the door panel, and saw some people's figures through the gap.

He clasped Nan Qingqing's waist and tied the belt behind him, grabbed the door bolt with his fingers, and pulled the door panel open forcefully.

Ouch sounds one after another.

Soon, several guys fell in at the door.

But it's just a few inches.

Inch and the others struggled to get up from the ground, giggled a couple of times, and ran away.

Jiang Beiting's devilish voice sounded behind them: "Since you are so free, you can't finish changing the roof today, so you are not allowed to eat!"

A few people with inch heads wailed, but they dared not stop doing it.

Nan Qingqing nestled in Jiang Beiting's arms, paralyzed with laughter.

Today is the happiest day for her since wearing a book.

Jiang Beiting took Nan Qingqing out and asked her to accompany grandma obediently, and he had to go to the village party secretary.

Nan Qingqing complained to her grandma that Jiang Beiting was too clueless.

Grandma cheerfully asked back: "Then if he is a glib, smooth-tongued person, would you still care about him?"

Nan Qingqing thought for a while, "It's probably difficult!"

Grandma patted her hand, "That's right, although Da Bei is cold, he has a good heart!"
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Jiang Beiting and the village party secretary entered the house one after another, and the old party secretary directly took out a small box and handed it to Jiang Beiting.

The small box is made of camphor wood, and the unique aroma is very easy to distinguish.

Jiang Beiting held the small box and looked around, raised his eyebrows and asked the old party secretary: "This is a mechanism box!"

The old branch secretary packed himself a cigarette bag and pot of shredded tobacco, and nodded.

"If it weren't for the agency, do you think it can still be kept until now?"

Although...but..., this is the truth, but it doesn't have to be so straightforward, right?

Jiang Beiting didn't have any extra thoughts. It was beyond his expectation that the old branch secretary could keep his promise.

"You should be able to open it?"

The old branch secretary was also curious about what was in the box. He had tried to open it, but he had met a very good carpenter a few years ago, and he knew that if this kind of wooden box was not opened right away, the contents inside would be destroyed.

Even though the old branch secretary is not very educated, he still has some sense of loyalty.

Knowing that Jiang Beiting can be picked up, the future will definitely not be easy.

Rather than destroying a wooden box, it is better to keep this wooden box and make a good relationship.

Not sure when it will be available.

Jiang Beiting looked around at the wooden box, and thought of Nan Qingqing's wooden box, the mechanism turned out to be the same, which made him suspicious.

Is it all done by a carpenter?

He shook his head at the old branch secretary.

"I need to go back and study it! I have no clue!"

The old branch secretary was very disappointed, but he also thought that Jiang Beiting had no need to lie to him.

"Well, it's okay to be cautious."

Jiang Beiting nodded, put the wooden box aside, and asked about the uncle's family.

"When the uncle's family left the village to go to the county seat, did the village still keep the homestead for him?"

Jiang Beiting's old party secretary gave a negative answer to Jiang Beiting's question.

"Back then you had a lot of trouble with your uncle's family, and the people who came to pick you up made it clear that your uncle's behavior would never be forgiven. So we kicked out your uncle's family back then, and our Jiang family's genealogy also His name is gone!"

Speaking of this matter, the old branch secretary's memory is still very clear.

The problem is that there are very few people who can be removed from the family tree.

Jiang Beiting got a satisfactory answer and talked about meeting his uncle today.

"Uncle will definitely return to the village soon, and I have to ask you to help me deal with it. I am afraid that if I do something, there will be casualties!"

The pipe in the old party secretary's hand almost burned himself.

He gave Jiang Beiting a blank look, and pressed the shredded tobacco in the cigarette pot with his thumb again, and then struck a match to light the shredded tobacco.

He took a deep puff, exhaled the smoke slowly, and warned Jiang Beiting in a bad tone: "Restrain me, killing people is breaking the law now!"

Jiang Beiting snorted.

The old party secretary was choked.

Only then did he remember the particularity of Jiang Beiting, many people died in his hands.

He coughed heavily twice: "You must remember not to do anything!"

Jiang Beiting squeezed his fingers, and seemed to be able to feel the warmth of being held by Nan Qingqing.

"As long as he doesn't have brain twitches, I won't do anything!"

The old branch secretary was depressed.

As far as the boss of the Jiang family is concerned, as long as he is instigated by his wife, his brain twitches will be light.

"The death anniversary of your grandparents is two days away, so you have to pay attention to it and don't kill anyone!"

The old branch secretary gave another warning, and Jiang Beiting nodded casually, "How did you go about the meeting yesterday? How are you going to deal with the matter between Hu Chunsheng and Nan Jiaojiao?"

　Nan Qingqing: What are you going to do?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)