Strongest Guard

To be able to give a crisp and clear clapping sound without harming the inside, this was definitely a match for the young Beijing roast duck. It gave people a great sense of accomplishment.    

Lee Nanfang waved his right hand, feeling deeply moved in his heart. He stared at Loong Zaikong's mouth with an eager expression, hoping that Loong Zaikong would swear again and give him more chances to practice slapping.    

However, what made him deeply regret was that Loong Zaikong actually woke up. He shut his mouth, covered his face with his hands and stared at him with an extremely vicious gaze.    

Lee Nanfang would definitely do it if the eye bubbles were dug out and could still be used properly after being stuffed.    

Unfortunately, this wish of his was obviously unscientific and could not be realized.    

Lee Nanfang was unwilling to accept this. He asked earnestly: "Why aren't you scolding?"    

"You …"    

Instinctively, Loong Zaikong wanted to ask Lee Nanfang, "You know who you are slapping and what grave consequences you will have if you slap me." However, he swallowed the words that were just about to reach his mouth.    

He was certain that if he dared to ask like that, Lee Nanfang would slap him in the face and ask him who he was and what grave consequences would be left if he were to slap him.    

"Sigh, Xiaolong, you're finally becoming more and more intelligent."    

Lee Nanfang, who was waiting to answer Loong Zaikong with a slap, sighed with regret. His face turned cold: "Take your men and get lost now. "Also, if I see you doing this again in the future, I will see you do it once, and I will beat you up once."    

Loong Zaikong took two steps back and a blurry voice came from the gap between his fingers, "Who, who are you?"    

The most depressing thing in the world was that the person who thought himself to be awesome would not know who he was even after he had been violently slapped in the street.    

"What, you want revenge?"    

Lee Nanfang smiled and took a step forward.    

Loong Zaikong was once again scared into retreating. He waved his left hand: "Don't come over, don't come over."    

"Don't worry, we won't bother you anymore."    

Lee Nanfang felt slightly guilty for scaring his cheap brother-in-law to such a degree. He stopped and said slowly, "If you want to know who I am, go home and ask your sister."    

"Ask my sister?"    

Loong Zaikong was a bit confused, then immediately became angry out of embarrassment.    

He thought Lee Nanfang was joking with his most respected sister. However, he didn't know that Lee Nanfang was just a cheap brother-in-law. Lee Nanfang wasn't joking with him, he was just speaking the truth.    

From Loong Zaikong's reaction, Lee Nanfang could tell that he didn't know about the relationship between him and Loong Chengcheng.    

Since Lili was hiding it from him, Jack couldn't introduce himself. He was Mu Zili, Jack from Northern Goose Flying Nanfang, and also your cheap sister. He could only furrow his brows and look down at his raised right hand.    

This action of his scared Loong Zaikong again. He didn't dare to ask even half a word and immediately turned around to leave.    

In times of crisis, it was one of Young Master Long's many good habits to leave his henchmen and flee alone.    

Since the young master had left, he would be a fool if he stayed to challenge Lee Nanfang. Naturally, he endured the soreness from his groin as he carried the unconscious Liang Chong and left in a sorry state.    

"Alright!"    

Within the crowd of onlookers, no one knew who shouted "Okay, okay!" and took the lead in applauding.    

For a moment, the scene was filled with thunderous applause.    

There was still a lot of justice in the world.    

While sighing in his heart, Lee Nanfang cupped his fists and cupped his hands towards the onlookers to show his modesty.    

He then looked at Beautiful Woman who was standing there quietly. He slightly swung his arm and turned around to leave, but he was still reminding himself if this action was in accordance with her elegant demeanor of "doing things well and hiding her skills".    

After walking a few steps, Beautiful Woman suddenly said, "Wait."    

Stopping, Lee Nanfang smiled: "Madam, it's a small matter, not worth mentioning."    

After a hero saves a beauty, even if the beauty does not betroth herself to herself--but ask what is the name of the hero, where the immortal country, and where the high courtesies, should still be said.    

Similarly, a hero would be like Lee Nanfang, full of gentleman's dignity as he calmly said those words.    

Only in this way would it conform to the footage familiar to many of the onlookers.    

However, Beautiful Woman didn't continue acting according to the tradition. She smiled. "Do you think that I wanted you to stop because I wanted to thank you?"    

"Isn't it?"    

Beautiful Woman's unexpected words stunned Lee Nanfang a little. "Madam, you don't think I'm helping you because I have other plans —"    

Beautiful Woman interrupted him. "Call me Auntie." Don't talk about a lady like that. It sounds weird. "    

"What?"    

Lee Nanfang thought he heard wrong, so he subconsciously reached out to dig.    

Indeed, from the killing intent that flashed in Beautiful Woman's eyes just now, Lee Nanfang was sure that she wasn't an ordinary person. That was why he acted in time to save his brother-in-law's life.    

But even if Beautiful Woman wasn't an ordinary person, she could tell that he was' taking care 'of Loong Zaikong out of selfishness. So what? Why would Lee Nanfang call her his aunt?    

Was this' Auntie 'a casual way of addressing her?    

Auntie is an elder.    

Lee Nanfang couldn't remember, this Beautiful Woman in front of him was his elder.    

Lee Nanfang's refusal made Beautiful Woman frown slightly. She asked lightly, "Lee Nanfang, you have hearing problems. Didn't you hear what I said?"    

"Auntie."    

Lee Nanfang immediately addressed her respectfully. "Excuse me, you are Seventh Uncle Qin —"    

To be able to call out Lee Nanfang's name and say that there was something wrong with his ears, the beautiful aunt definitely had a huge background.    

As Lee Nanfang had so many mysterious uncles and aunts, he had better be careful. If he was not careful, there would be a birdman like Qin Laoqi flying out of the crowd and giving him another big slap.    

Lee Nanfang suspected that Beautiful Woman was Qin Laoqi's woman. He just knew that Beautiful Woman was a pretentious person who loved to put on an act. His wives were infected by him and he was too eager to put on the airs of a senior in front of his juniors.    

Beautiful Woman snorted coldly, "Hmph, if you ever dare to misunderstand me and Qin Laoqi's relationship again, I'll wring your ears off."    

"Yes, Aunt Wang."    

Lee Nanfang immediately knew who she was.    

Wearing the clothes of a woman, walking on the streets of Beijing, he called Qin Laoqi with contempt. Who else could it be other than Jinghong Ming's wife?    

Jinghong Ming's wife was surnamed Wang. As for what her name was, Lee Nanfang had never heard Lao Xie mention it before, so he wasn't very interested in it.    

A woman in her forties or fifties, no matter how outstanding she was and how attractive she was now, other than someone like Loong Zaikong, it was normal for other youths to be uninterested.    

But Lee Nanfang didn't expect Mrs. Jinghong to be so outstanding. No wonder Lao Xie sometimes got drunk and envied the Tenth Brother for marrying such a good wife. How could he, who was suffering so much, be under the shadow of a shrew for his entire life?    

"Kid, at least you're smart."    

Only then did Mrs. Jinghong smile in satisfaction. She raised her head to look at the street and said, "Come over here and help me buy some vegetables."    

You want me to help you buy vegetables?    

It's just a dish, is there a need to bother me?    

I'm very busy, okay!    

Lee Nanfang really wanted to say that, but Mrs. Jinghong didn't give him the chance. After throwing down those words, she walked out of the crowd.    

It wasn't a good child that didn't listen to his elders. Lee Nanfang wasn't interested in whether he was a good child or not.    

He could only be sure that if he wasn't a good kid in front of Mrs. Jinghong right now, he might be in for a ride of misfortune.    

Beijing was Jinghong Ming's territory. If he really offended his wife, the result wouldn't be too good.    

Therefore, Lee Nanfang felt that it would be best for him to be a good kid and help Aunt Wang buy vegetables.    

It was fine to help her talk up the price.    

Those unscrupulous vegetable farmers, relying on the fresh soil on their roots, actually sold the radishes for two and a half kilograms, which was a full eighty percent more expensive than the ones in the supermarket. Wasn't this clearly a scam?    

Lee Nanfang was able to turn a blind eye to the trap set by the heartless farmers, but Aunt Wang was the one they were going to screw over. That was not right.    

Lee Nanfang's body shook, and he started to talk nonstop, saliva flying out of his mouth. After fighting with the small eyed vegetable farmer for 300 rounds, he finally bought 3 Jin for 3 taels of silver per catty, which was 7/4 for Aunt Wang.    

It was for radishes, then for eggplants, and then for cabbages — a total of two and a half dollars saved.    

Lee Nanfang really enjoyed the feeling of talking about prices with the unscrupulous vegetable farmers. Mrs. Jinghong also enjoyed the feeling of talking about prices with the unscrupulous vegetable farmers.    

When they arrived at the intersection waiting for the bus, Lee Nanfang naturally had to greet Jinghong. He also tactfully said that if he wasn't busy, he would go to Aunt Wang's house tonight to try out her cooking skills.    

Lee Nanfang felt that as a junior, he was already competent enough to help her carry her bag, pay the taxi fare in advance.    

However, his performance was so competent, why didn't Mrs. Jinghong let him off?    

The driver was about to start the car when she suddenly said, "At seven o'clock sharp, wait for me here. I'll take you somewhere."    

"Huh?"    

Lee Nanfang was stunned, he stuttered and asked: "Wang, Aunt Wang, where do you want me to go tonight?"    

I'm really busy.    

How can I have the time to accompany you somewhere?    

Besides, the key thing is at night, at night!    

You say that you are a female senior, yet you maintain yourself so well. If I take you to a place at night, people will mistake you for one.    

If he knew and misunderstood again, wouldn't he cause trouble for me?    

What Mrs. Jinghong said next made Lee Nanfang and Xinn'er shudder, "Yeah, let's go to a place that can embody the most what it means to be intoxicated with money."    

Since she said so, Lee Nanfang had to figure out what was going on: "Aunt Wang, Uncle Jinghong is going as well, right?"    

"He won't go. He rarely went to such a messy place. Just the two of us, remember. "    

Without waiting for Lee Nanfang to say anything, Mrs. Jinghong waved her hand, signaling the driver to drive.    

When the driver was driving, he looked at Lee Nanfang ambiguously and almost made Lee Nanfang pounce on him, tearing the guy's eyeballs out and then asking him why his thoughts were so dirty.    

What did this mean?    

Watching the taxi leaving, Lee Nanfang began to hate Loong Zaikong.    

Otherwise, how could Lee Nanfang be captured by Mrs. Jinghong in order to save his brother-in-law?    

If she was someone else's wife, even though she was a bit old, Lee Nanfang could still tolerate it, since she took good care of herself.    

But that's Jinghong Ming's wife.    

As long as Lee Nanfang's thoughts were not pure, he would feel a chill down his spine.    

If you are an obedient good child, you might be misunderstood by Jinghong Ming.    

Not obedient?    

Lee Nanfang did not forget Lao Xie's teachings, women are the most inverted black and white.    

If Mrs. Jinghong was angry that Lee Nanfang was disobedient and turned black and white in front of Jinghong Ming — alas, it was unknown whether he would be able to see tomorrow's sun.    

In his life, he would always face many choices.    

If Mrs. Jinghong to accompany in the evening to a drunken place, as the choice of which sports brand sports shoes as simple as this, how good?