The thug in the gambling stage pushed and shoved Song Fuliang out of the door and kicked him to the ground, "If you didn't see that you were the old customer, you would have chopped off your hand today, get out of here!"

Song Fuliang got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. He jumped and spat hard at the closed courtyard gate, muttering and cursing: "You can see things that are low on people. After today, I will tell you how to know!"

After cursing a few words, Song Fuliang turned around and left. Before leaving Li Renfang, a person stopped him. Seeing the person clearly, he asked, "Hu San, why are you here!"

Hu San gritted his teeth and cursed: "I'm here to find you. I don't forget to bet on such an important day. If it delays major issues, I can't spare you!"

"Isn't it dark yet? As long as you don't delay the shift, it's done."

As soon as Song Fuliang finished speaking, the drums of Jingjie started to ring. Hu San handed a cup of wine to Song Fuliang, "You will go back to Zhangshanfang now. If you drink this wine, you will sleep soundly. You can't wake up even if you thunder. You can't wake up."

Song Fuliang put the wine in his arms and lowered his voice, "I heard that boy was going to return to Guanzhong, why didn't he do it on the road?"

"Who knows what he is going to serve, Feng Lailou is about to hand over the account to the boss, and suddenly there is a loss of income. The boss asks you how to explain. Besides, if you do something on the road, you still have to do something. Remember to open the door on time at the third update. If there is any mistake, sink you to Luoshui and feed the fish!"

When Song Fuliang returned to Zhangshanfang, Li Qiao was stretching his head and looking out, "How come you come? Jingjie drums are about to stop and are about to close the door!"

"Something is delayed at home!"

"You are a bachelor. What can you do at home? You should go to the gambling house again... Hey! I brought the wine. It seems that I have won money today. Give me a few sips!"

"Go and go! This is the young man who can relieve his boredom at night to take advantage of me. You can leave quickly!" Song Fuliang pushed Li Qiao away and entered the doorman, locked the wine in the cupboard, turned his head to the young man sitting on the bed and eating Hu cakes, and said, "Dahe, Fang Zheng and Bald?"

The young man was tall and big, but he just crossed his eyes and looked a little funny, "They two have left long ago. Grandma Liu has opened a new Hu cake stall and has it for us to make midnight snacks. This one is for you!"

Song Fuliang took it and tore it into his mouth, and he felt that the Hu cake was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding a unique fragrance of sesame, pepper and salt. "Grandma Liu's craftsmanship is really good, it is better than the beard in Nanshi... Hey, why is there a wild goose under the bed!"

Dahe smiled and said, "This is what I bought in the South Market. I will use it for a marriage proposal in two days, hehe..."

"Oh, which girl is it?"

Dahe grinned and said, "It's the daughter of the old cow who set up a stall to sell fermented rice in our shop. He asked Fangzheng about my words. I was worried that I couldn't find my wife, so I agreed. In two days, I went to the door to propose marriage with Fangzheng."

"You often help Lao Niu close the stall. He must be interested in your loyalty. By the way, how does that girl look? Don't look the same as his grandfather?"

"It's just the lame little girl who came back to deliver food to Lao Niu. She looks so ugly!"

"Then you are so lucky. Don't forget my wedding banquet when getting married."

Although Song Fuliang's face was full of smiles, his tone was faintly envious and lonely.

The two of them chatted without any trouble after eating and drinking, and went out to patrol as usual at the time of Hai.

Dahe walked in front with a lantern and a stick. Song Fuliang shouted loudly as he knocked on the gong, "The weather is dry, be careful of the candles, close the doors and windows, guard against thieves and thefts, sit in a row with big ghosts and little ghosts, be safe and sound..."

When passing by the Yan family, Song Fuliang subconsciously shut up, and raised his ears and heard the movement inside. He vaguely heard two drunk people arguing.

"Brother Yan has another bowl, Buer, help me break your Lang's mouth apart!"

"If you don't drink, I won't drink pee! If you don't drink pee!"

...

Dahe laughed and said, "The life of rich people is happiness, and I also want to be rich!"

Song Fuliang sneered, "You are afraid you will never expect to be a gangster in your life... Dahe, do you really want to be a rich man?"

Dahe turned his head and said seriously: "Who doesn't want me? I have a wife and I will take her to live a good life. Does Brother Fuliang have any good money to make money and remember to bring me with me?"

Song Fuliang looked at Dahe with hope, and stuttered twice but kicked Dahe's ass, "Do you want to go in person if you want the saint!"

"Haha..." Dahe patted his butt and smiled: "I don't dislike the saints for being old, I'm afraid that the saints think I'm too ugly. I heard that the saint's face is more handsome than the courtesans in brothels!"

The two of them walked around the yard and returned to the gate. Dahe pouted and blew out the fire in the lantern. He took a paper bag from the head of the bed. When he opened it, he saw two stinky salted fish inside. "Brother Fuliang hasn't taken out the wine yet, my greed is almost hooked out!"

"You guy's nose is the tip of yours!" Song Fuliang took out the key from his waist and opened the cabinet, took out the wine given by Hu San and placed it on the dilapidated table.

Dahe couldn't wait to take it, poured a small mouth into his mouth and smacked his lips, saying, "Hey, today's wine is not sour at all. You're making a fortune with such a good wine! For you!"

Song Fuliang pushed Dahe's hand away and said, "I ate too much meat at noon today and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. You can drink it yourself!"

"Really! Then I'm not polite!" Dahe raised the bottle and poured a big mouthful into his mouth, "Ha, what a good wine!"

Song Fuliang took a salted fish and chewed it slowly, "Of course, this is Jiannan roast. It will only be comfortable to drink it warmly on the stove in winter."

A small bottle of wine soon saw the bottom. Dahe shook his head, "This wine is so powerful. I got drunk after drinking a small bowl. If not, I can't open my eyes!"

"If you can't open your eyes, go to bed and lie for a while. I'll stare here. Anyway, there's nothing wrong at night."

"Okay, I'll go to bed!" Dahe staggered and fell on the edge of the bed after only two steps.

Song Fuliang stood up and helped Dahe onto the bed, pulled the bedding beside him and covered it with him, sighed and said, "I'm sorry, brother, don't blame me if you are caught by the government in the future."

The night is as cool as water, everything is quiet, and in the dark, there are only the low chirping of cuckoos.

Song Fuliang was full of anxiety and felt that every moment was torment. It was not until the sound of the third pm drum came from a distance that he suddenly stood up.

Turning his head and looking at Dahe who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Song Fuliang quietly went outside the house, took out a key prepared in advance from his arms, opened the door lock, opened a crack in the door, looked out, and there was no one in the alley under the moonlight.

Just as he was about to close the door, he stretched out his hand and stuffed it into the crack of the door. Song Fuliang stretched out his head and saw several people nesting in the corners of both sides of the door, "Is it Hu San?"

"If I don't have anyone else, you finally opened the door!"

Hu San and a few mermaids came in one after another. When they came in, Song Fuliang quickly tied the door, "Don't stand outside, don't let someone see it!"

Song Fuliang took the few people into the house, moved the oil lamp to the window, turned his head and saw a man holding a knife and making gestures on the bed. He couldn't help but shout, "What are you going to do!"

The man holding the knife smiled and said, "What else can you do? It will be a consequence of him!"

Song Fuliang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Don't kill him! He is about to start a family just after he is twenty."

The man sneered, "I won't kill him, and I will implicate him even if the case occurs. Instead of being beaten to death, I'd better give him some fun."

Hu San said: "Don't kill for the time being. I've earned a lot of money from Yan these days. I'm afraid it won't be too late to do it tomorrow. Tell me what the Yan family will tell you about tonight."

Song Fuliang whispered: "As soon as the sky was dark, they would drink at home. Half an hour ago, I went to see that there was no movement at all, and I was probably drunk for a long time. By the way, the man named Yuchi is here, and I heard that he is a prince of a county uncle."

Hu San smiled disdainfully and said, "I know his origin better than you. There are fewer royal families who have died in the past few years. You can only treat the county tyrants far away in Guanzhong as dishes. We will kill people and rob money now. Just keep the door tight, and you will be beneficial if you look back!"

Song Fuliang watched Hu San and his party leave, and breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door. He felt his heart clattering and his mind was blank. He was stunned for a moment and turned his head to see Dahe who had a good life one day, with a bit of pity and regret in his eyes.

Suddenly, a slight footsteps sounded outside the door. Song Fuliang immediately got up and opened the door, "Why are you back..."

The words came to an abrupt end, just because a bright knife head was pressed against Song Fuliang's throat. He raised his head and slowly retreated. Yu Guang saw that the person who came in with the knife was supposed to be sleeping at home. There were still a few people standing behind Li Qiao.

Song Fuliang was shocked and shocked, "Li Li...qiao, why is it you!"
Chapter completed!