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Chapter 1890 can only be taken locally

The last thing the head of the Zhong family wanted to hear at this time was the words of Elder Zhong San, so he turned to the other elders and asked, "What are your opinions?"

"Listen to the head of the family," all the elders said in unison.

Why did the head of the Zhong family "" listen to him? He just didn't want to, so he asked these people.

Now it's good, the ball has been kicked back to his hand. It's really annoying.

"Then agree." After pondering for a long time, the head of the Zhong family had no choice but to relent.

Hearing what he said, Elder Zhong San couldn't help but become more sure that this guy must have a conspiracy. Otherwise, with his stingy temper, how could he let it go?

But what is the conspiracy?

Elder Zhong San is still not sure, but he has to be more vigilant.

The senior officials of the Zhong family discussed this trivial matter for several hours.

During this period, the head of the Zhong family did not let anyone visit Feng Qiyue and others, nor did anyone send lunch to Feng Qiyue and others.

I thought that Feng Qiyue and the others would be very hungry, but when I returned to the living room and took a look, I realized that I was overthinking it.

How can someone be so hungry?

No, the Zhongqing siblings actually lit a fire in their Zhong family’s living room and were roasting chicken.

The chicken fat dripped on the fire, and the aroma was overflowing, which was extremely tempting.

Helian Chengfeng was watching eagerly from the side, his saliva almost drooling all over the floor.

Seeing this scene, the head of the Zhong family shouted angrily, "What are you doing? Do you want to burn down the Zhong family?"

The floor of the Zhong family's living room is covered with new flooring. Now, in the area where the fire was, the floor has been burned black. It's terrible to see, but it makes the head of the Zhong family feel very distressed.

The large living room is the front of the Zhong family. The floor is made of the best and most precious wood. It is very expensive, okay?

As a result, they used such expensive floors as firewood.

This is really unreasonable

"Where's the roast chicken? I can't see it," Zhong Qing raised her head and said.

"Who allowed you to roast chicken here? This floor is very expensive, okay?" The head of the Zhong family felt so distressed that his heart was bleeding.

"It's just a few pieces of floorboard, why are you so valuable?" Zhong Qing was quite disapproving.

"You, you," the head of the Zhong family was furious. He pointed at Zhong Qing and shouted angrily, "What do you know? This is expensive sandalwood."

"It's just sandalwood, what's the big deal?" Zhong Qing looked disgusted.

The head of the Zhong family was so angry that he couldn't speak. He was so loud and it was just fragrant sandalwood.

Do you know how precious sandalwood is?

"Why is the noise disturbing my sleep?" At this time, Feng Qiyue's voice rang.

The head of the Zhong family took a closer look and saw that there was actually an extra tent in his living room, and Feng Qiyue was getting out of it, yawning and stretching her waist.

This, this

"Feng Qiyue, you actually set up a tent to sleep in the big living room of our Zhong family," the head of the Zhong family said with a speechless twitching of the corner of his mouth.

"Otherwise?" Feng Qiyue asked.

"It's rude, it's really rude, how could you do this?" the head of the Zhong family shouted with his eyes wide open.

"Master Zhong, when you left, you didn't arrange a room for us to rest. I don't know when you will come back, and I'm afraid you won't be able to find us when you come back. So I can only use local materials and hurt myself a little." Feng Qi.

Yue said helplessly.
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