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Chapter 110 Is it necessary to resort to family methods?

 Liang Jiafen helped bring the tofu into the kitchen. As expected, the kitchen was in full swing, which made it even more boring in this hot weather.

She took out the tofu and put it on the table nearby, waiting for Mrs. Wu to pay the bill, and then she could leave.

Aunt Wu was naturally very happy. They were all old acquaintances. She put the tofu away, took out the money from her pocket and paid it to Liang Jiafen.

After counting the money, he said goodbye to Aunt Wu and walked out as he came, carrying a basket on his back.

The back door is meant to be convenient for shopping. Liang Jiafen just stepped over the threshold with one foot and suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

Liang Jiafen naturally thought that it was her who was calling, and thought that she had miscalculated the money just now, so she quickly stood and waited.

Suddenly, a man in rather fancy clothes ran towards her quickly, shouting hurriedly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Liang Jiafen was stunned. Didn't he tell her to stop? Why did he tell her to get out of the way again?

This stunned man ran up to her. He was anxious to go out, but Liang Jiafen was carrying a backpack and she was standing at the door, so the man had to squeeze out by himself.

He took advantage of his long legs and went out from behind Liang Jiafen's basket. When only his robe was inside the door, he looked up at the old man chasing after him, his expression changed, and he tugged at his robe vigorously.

Liang Jiafen was pulled unsteadily by him and fell towards the door.

The man accidentally fell down too.

Both of them were gritting their teeth in pain, and Liang Jiafen was even more depressed, how could such a thing happen to her even if she gave him a nice gift?

"You bastard, run away."

The panting middle-aged man put his hands on his knees and stared at the young man lying on the ground.

Seeing that his father did not chase him, the man must have considered that there were outsiders here, and said quickly: "Dad, I have sent out the invitations, so don't be angry. I will definitely listen to you in the future."

After saying that, he stood up and ran away. Liang Jiafen, who had just started to do it, was dragged down by the man again.

The man saw her and looked at her apologetically: "I'm sorry, girl."

He quickly tore off his rotten clothes and slipped away.

The pain from Liang Jiafen's fall worsened again after she bit it, making her want to curse.

Looking at the rags hanging on the backpack, I was speechless.

Looking at the county magistrate who had thrown the mess to his father, he felt very angry, but no matter how angry he was, it was still his fault, and he had to make amends if he did something wrong.

"Girl, I'm really sorry. I'm a little reckless. You can use these two taels of silver to buy some medicinal wine for rubbing."

Liang Jiafen is not hypocritical. She was injured, and this person deserves compensation.

She took the money, nodded to the county magistrate, and left. She was not flattering or trying to be miserable, and the magistrate couldn't help but look at her with a high regard.

The county magistrate's wife, who ran after him, saw the magistrate looking at the back of a woman, and became jealous. She walked to him and smiled sweetly: "Is that woman good-looking?"

"It's okay."

"A hot body?"

"Didn't pay attention."

"In the Mood for Love is naturally prettier than an old woman like me. Why don't you divorce me and marry me back?"

The county magistrate was frightened by the madam's words, swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "Look at what madam said, if my father-in-law and mother-in-law find out, I will lose the skin on my body."

The lady immediately yelled: "You still know your skin? Did you ever think about my son's skin when you were chasing him? He is still so young. Isn't it because he failed in the exam? You just need to teach him slowly. It will be useful."
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