The stepmother who was sick and weak in the 1980s married the factory manager and was raised by Zaiz

Xu Lanshu?

Hearing this name, Mr. Mo's heart tightened and he looked at Feng Jun with an evil look.

"Did the Han boy mention it to you?"

Thinking of the previous scene, Feng Jun nodded.

"It is."

Mr. Mo said angrily: "Yes, that's right, what the hell is that?"

Feng Jun smiled and recounted what had just happened at the entrance of the hospital.

After listening, Mo Laonan fell silent.

Looking at this, Feng Jun knew something was going on inside.

He asked tentatively: "Mr. Mo, do you know this, Xu Lanshu?"

"No, I don't know this tree or that tree. I'm just an old man who knows how to treat some diseases. How can I know that kind of young man?"

That kind of young man? He also said he didn’t know him.

Seeing through Mr. Mo's little thoughts at a glance, Feng Jun did not expose it and stopped asking questions. He just said in a long tone, "Oh..."

Feng Jun's "I know everything, but I won't tell or ask" attitude made Mr. Mo, who was pretending to be stupid, blush: "Why are you still doing this? You just ignored such a big hospital? What do you think? Did you get up and wear this white coat?"

Feng Jun's eyes widened and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Mr. Mo, I didn’t expect you to be such Mr. Mo!

It seemed that the expression on Feng Jun's face was too exaggerated. Mr. Mo's expression was rare and unnatural, and he turned away: "Get out, get out quickly, don't hinder my old man's recovery."

Feng Jun followed Shan Ruliu: "Okay, just take a rest and I'll leave now."

The sound of opening and closing the door sounded. Mr. Mo thought Feng Jun was gone and was about to reminisce about the past.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jun responded: "Mr. Mo, let me clarify something for you. I am in charge of this hospital, and because I am in charge of this hospital, I am too busy every day. My wife dislikes me for neglecting her all day long, and wants to go back to her parents' home. "

At this point, tears flashed in Feng Jun's eyes, and his resentful eyes fell on Mr. Mo: "Why can't I be sorry for this white coat?"

Old Man Mo is stupid...

Mr. Mo's dazed expression pleased Feng Jun. He covered his fists with his hands to hide the smile at the corner of his mouth, leaving Mr. Mo with a lonely figure walking away.

Open the door and close the door in one go.

Feng Jun, who was standing at the door, gave himself an Oye expression, and then left with a smile on his lips.

Mr. Mo, who was lying on the bed, came to his senses and felt that his whole body was not well.

This kid, following the same routine he has learned, is so weird.

However, how could Xu Lanshu be mentioned again?

Could it be that Han Lan met that little girl's husband?

Thinking of the mess that happened to the Xu family in the capital, Mr. Mo sighed.

Years passed by, who would have thought that Xu Lanshu, who ran away from home for love, would now become the only heir of the Xu family.

Alas, things in the world are impermanent.

Thinking of Xu Yan, Mr. Mo was stunned.

When he first met Xu Yan, he was suspicious and thought he was Xu Lanshu's son.

Because they look so similar, I find fault with him a lot.

A few days ago, the sweet girl fell ill again. By chance, he saw Xu Yan's younger brothers, especially the tired Zi Yu, who looked exactly like the eldest lady of the Wang family.

The eldest lady of the Wang family was the woman Xu Lanshu wanted to marry even if she left the Xu family.

At that moment, he confirmed the identities of Xu Yan and others.

However, the current situation of the Xu family is not considered good.

Therefore, even though he felt sorry for his old friend, the old man of the Xu family, who was alone, he never told the old man of the Xu family about the news about Xu Yan and the others. Unexpectedly, I haven't escaped yet, it's fate.

Although that boy Feng Jun told him that Han Lan recognized the wrong person, he left without asking any questions.

But this boy from the Han family, he knew, would not be able to do anything early without any benefit.

For such a big achievement, he will definitely get it to the old man of the Xu family. It is only a matter of time.

However, fortunately, this guy has always done things right, so he can be given a month or two of turnaround time.

After all, after so many years, it is probably not that easy to check someone out, especially since the boy from the Han family will not stay here for too long.

Alas, really, he is an old man, and he has to worry so much at an age when he should be enjoying his old age. What a sin!

*

Seeing that Zhao Qiang had not returned for a long time, Liu Quan shouted: "Zhao Qiang, Zhao Qiang..."

"Brother Liu, come here."

"Falled? Why don't you just pee? What took you so long?" Liu Quan was a little dissatisfied.

Zhao Qiang picked up the wine bottle on the ground and shook it: "Brother Liu, look at what you said. I have drunk 4/5 of these two bottles of wine, so it won't last long."

"How about you give me more?"

"No, no, no, no..." Liu Quan quickly waved his hand and refused.

He still has to visit the factory, so how can he drink more?

If something bad happened, would he still do it? The family still relies on his work to support the family.

Seeing this, Zhao Qiang stopped trying to persuade him, took the cup, and continued drinking with Liu Quan.

After three rounds of drinking, while Liu Quan was pouring the wine, Zhao Qiang sprinkled the powder from his fingernails into the wine glass.

"Come on, Brother Liu, let me toast you again. Thank you for your advice to me. Although I am no longer here, I will always keep my kindness to you in mind."

When the words came to this, Liu Quan, who was about to refuse, took the glass and took a sip: "I accept your offer, but it's... it's really inconvenient. I'll take a sip and it's interesting. I'll have some free time in the future." I will make an apology to you."

"Brother, I understand everything. With your words, I feel relieved."

"Refreshing man, I know you've seen the right person." Liu Quan clenched his fist and poked Zhao Qiang's chest, as if he was a good brother.

After a while, seeing that it was almost time and the effects of the medicine were about to take effect, Zhao Qiang stood up and left.

Liu Quan pretended to stay for a few moments before sending Zhao Qiang out of the factory.

Looking at Zhao Qiang's figure swaying away, Liu Quan looked down on him: "You bitch, aren't you just two bottles of wine? Are you fainting now?"

Seeing Zhao Qiang leaving, Liu Quan returned to the factory and prepared to continue cleaning the chicken pens.

Unexpectedly, just after watching the chicken, a feeling of boredom came to my head.

Liu Quan thought to himself that if the chickens were fine, he might as well just take a nap and clean up.

Thinking so, Liu Quan did the same, fell on the bed in the lounge, and fell asleep.

*

After leaving the factory, Zhao Qiang turned around. His eyes were clear, his body was standing straight, and he was walking steadily. How could he look like he was drunk?

He turned his head and looked at the poultry farm not far away, with a flash of pride in his eyes.

Xu Yan, this time you will be defeated by me, Zhao Qiang!

People are in high spirits when happy events happen, and even Zhao Qiang's unattractive face becomes better-looking.

Zhao Qiang rushed towards him leisurely.

As soon as she entered the house, Zhao Cuihua heard the noise and ran over impatiently: "How is Brother Qiang?"

"What do you think? If your brother Qiang makes a move, how could he not succeed?" Zhao Qiang raised Zhao Cuihua's chin, with a look of pride on his face.

It's done, it's done!

Xu Yan, just wait and beg me, Zhao Cuihua!

"Ah!" Zhao Cuihua, whose center of gravity was unstable, screamed.

"Snapped."

Zhao Qiang picked up Zhao Cuihua, slapped her on the buttocks, and carried her towards the house.