Restart the Flying Age

When Peng Xiaojuan cried, Zhao Fu burst into tears.

Zhao Dafu was irritated by the situation where the two girls were crying together. He coughed and vomited out the door, and the whole person calmed down.

If you say a thousand words and ten thousand, your own temper shouldn't be directed at an outsider.

What's more, the experience of this period also gave Zhao Dafu a deep understanding of what it means to be cold and warm, and the world is cold.

In the past, when you were beautiful, everyone called you brothers and sisters.

Now you are in a loss, the wine and meat friends immediately hide away like a plague god, and there is no one who can help.

No one even reached out even for such a small task as eating.

As for those who come to visit, they are even rarer.

Now it is very rare for my daughter's classmates to come to visit.

As for telling the truth, what does it matter?

Zhao Li did not cry, not only did not cry, but also pulled Zhao Fu into her arms and wiped her tears away.

Zhao Dafu sighed and sat down and said, "I also know that I can't blame her for business matters."

"... But I took pains to send her to Beijiang Middle School. What did I do? Isn't it about trying to make her go to university in the future? Isn't it promising?"

"...Now she's doing well, her grades are mediocre, but she still doesn't know how to work hard, holding a drawing book all day, and drawing endlessly from morning to night. Even if something like this happened at home, she didn't stop... …"

"...I don't understand, painting can be eaten as a meal!"

"Yes!" Before Zhao Dafu had finished speaking, Wu Tao slapped his legs and said, "Not only can it serve as a meal, but it can also help you clean up the current mess and end this messy situation!"

Zhao Dafu's face was stunned, ‘I’m not mistaken, right? This kid is crazy, what nonsense is he talking about! ’

Although Zhao Dafu didn't believe it at all, Peng Xiaojuan stared at Wu Tao with wide eyes like catching a straw.

These days, hiding like a dog in the family, there is a lot of noise, and the family hasn't even eaten a hot meal.

She has had enough.

What's more, the New Year's Eve is approaching. If the current problem is not resolved, how can I celebrate the New Year?

The most desperate thing is that now there is no one to help, not even an idea.

She is also very helpless, and the whole family is very helpless.

So even though Wu Tao's words sounded like talking in a wild night, she still had to listen to them.

Even if there is a little hope, she is not willing to give up.

In short, she didn't want to live on such messy days for a moment.

"You said, Xiaoli's paintings can really help us tide over the current difficulties?" Peng Xiaojuan hesitated.

However, Zhao Dafu said with a disdainful expression: "You listen to him as a child who is talking nonsense, and it is unreliable when you hear it. Do you also believe this?"

At this moment, there was a vague roar of vehicles at the door.

Zhao Dafu and Peng Xiaojuan stood up like frightened birds, and they were about to run out.

Wu Tao gestured with a look, and Song Zhuang immediately blocked the door like a door.

The couple looked at Wu Tao in panic, and said anxiously: "You let us hide, or they will kill us..."

"The problem must be solved. When will you hide?"

"Solution? You said it is light, more than 40,000 yuan, how to solve it? Selling this house is not enough!" Zhao Dafu widened his eyes and shouted desperately.

Peng Xiaojuan calmed down unexpectedly, turned around, and looked at Wu Tao's eyes, rekindling hope.

Let the dead horse be a living horse doctor, what if it really becomes?

"How to solve it? You just stand and watch it." Wu Tao didn't bother to explain, and said at Song Zhuang: "Uncle Zhuang, go to the door and stop. Anyone who can sit down and talk honestly, put them in one by one. I want to. Come to beat people to vent your anger, you figure it out by yourself."

"Sure, I know." Song Zhuang took off his jacket and put it on the trembling Zhao Fu, then touched his little face and said, "Child, don't be afraid."

Watching this scene, Peng Xiaojuan burst into tears for a moment.

An outsider knows how to cherish his children so much. But these days, when they met a debt collector, they left their children and went to hide alone.

Although they believe that the other party dare not do anything to the children, what do the children think about this matter?

My mother is too incompetent!

Thinking of this, Peng Xiaojuan simply sat down with a ass, determined, and didn't run away anymore.

Zhao Dafu looked at the light coming from the door and jumped anxiously: "Your mother three are crazy? Hurry up and hide!"

"If you want to hide, go out and hide by yourself! The three of us are not going anywhere!"

Wu Tao got up and moved a small stool across from him, while he himself sat facing the hall door, looking directly at the courtyard door, and sitting proudly.

When Zhao Dafu saw this, he couldn't move his feet.

No matter how bad he is, he can't leave his mother to escape alone. In case the three of their mothers have a long and two short, he will be poked in the backbone for a lifetime.

"Die or die!" Zhao Dafu gritted his teeth, moved a small stool, and stood in front of the three mothers. He glanced at Wu Tao and said: "If they do it for a while, I can only protect their mothers to death. Gu Bu Go on you, don't be offended."

Wu Tao smiled freely, "If you can protect the three of them, I will treat you as a man."

Dozens of motorcycles stopped outside the courtyard.

In the headlights of the car, steel pipes were dazzling, making it frightening.

Song Zhuang took the iron bar on the window lattice, while still in his hand, picked up a piece of torn clothes by the way, and blocked it in front of the door.

That imposing manner is quite a bit of being a man, meaning that he can't open himself.

"My boss said, if you come to solve the problem, he welcomes you to enter; if nothing happens, I'm sorry, you won't even be able to enter this door." Song Zhuang tore the torn clothes into cloth strips and wrapped them around the iron bars. Slowly and honestly on one side.

"Brother **** on that road? Do you know how much money the Zhao family owes? I can tell you frankly, his family can't do anything good!"

"How much money is owed, in the eyes of my boss, that is not a problem! If you don't believe me, you can go back and inquire, what is my boss's background!"

Someone said impatiently at the moment: "What's the matter with him, take up the stick and punch in!"

"Yes, we can't beat him with so many people?"

A crowd of people panting for alcohol~www.wuxiaspot.com~ blood is on their heads.

Afterwards, there was a Lengtouqing with tattoos on his neck, waving a steel pipe, and rushing up.

After swiping twice, he plopped and fell on the ground, holding his stomach, so pain that he couldn't even scream.

Lianjiazi?

The crowd looked at each other.

Only the older man headed by the head said with a stern expression: "Soldier?"

Song Zhuang didn't say a word, but just watched these debt collectors in his spare time.

"Okay, depending on your face, brother, I'll go in and talk to your boss!" As he said, the middle-aged man was about to walk in with his little brother.

Song Zhuang stretched out his iron rod to block, "Only one person can go in!"

"Md..."

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man decisively stopped as soon as the little brother was about to utter a bad mouth, "Sure, I will go in alone."