There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Everyone understands that this is coming...

"Originally, I planned to leave some things to the public, but think about it, things in our circle are still handled behind closed doors. To be ashamed is in front of my own family, do you think I am wrong?"

Although I don't know what happened, who can object to this? Even if you don't deal with it normally, at this time, who is so stupid to offend people!

Zhang Guoqing secretly looked at everyone's approving expressions with satisfaction: "Next, let my wife say something."

At this turning point, everyone was stunned and burst into laughter. Everyone knows how much Zhang Guoqing loves his wife, but he didn't expect to drag her out on such occasions.

Of course, except for most of these thoughts, a small number of people have already awakened in laughter. This time the incident should be related to the Zhou family. After all, Zhang Guoqing is a son-in-law, and some things are not easy to intervene.

Fang Fei immediately lifted his spirits and quietly stared at Zhou Jiao who stood up and walked out. He knew too much about the power of this woman, and didn't know which idiot had offended her?

You must know that since that year, he has never seen Zhou Jiao lose his temper again. Behind the crowd is always the gentle and pure as a white rabbit.

Gongzi Wu looked down at the corner of his clothes that was held by Fang Fei, frowned, and then raised his head to look at Zhou Jiao who was walking in the courtyard, with surprise in his eyes.

He looked at Fang Fei thoughtfully, saw him staring at Zhou Jiao nervously, then looked at Zhang Guoqing, who was calm, and smiled. Interesting, really interesting...

Here Zhou Jiao was holding the cup and slowly walked towards Liang Jiajun's table not far.

Under the eyes of everyone, she raised her wine glass around, and her clear voice spread all over: "Everyone, today Zhou Jiao is rude, replace tea with water, and do it first."

"Sister, come on, what the **** happened?"

"I'm scared to death, whoever **** has done something bad come forward."

"Shhh, don't make noise."

Zhou Jiao ignored these words.

She continued to walk to Liang Jiajun's table, looked at each other, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Liang, in front of so many brothers and sisters today, I would like to ask you a question."

Liang Jiajun has been playing drums since she approached. As soon as she spoke at this time, her mind went blank, and Zhou Jiaran knew it when it was over.

"Where did the little girl offend you?" Zhou Jiao's stern face was like a father, and his eyes were staring at each other, "Is there anything I can't come face to face?"

Liang Jiajun thought about Zhe quickly, and waved his hand again and again: "Sister, are you misunderstanding? I offend no one dare to offend you?"

"At this time, don't you admit it? Brother Liang, I am very disappointed. I saw the confession yesterday, but I thought it was impossible. Who in our circle is not a rectum?"

"The Gu family house has been dug up by you for more than a month. Is there any treasure? Isn't the next goal to plan the Gu family's ancestral grave? Even kidnapping and blackmailing my family, have to make the name of the unnecessary treasure?"

"Somehow, your Liang family claims to be a famous family, how can you have the face to do such a cocky thief? You have a good fellowship with our Zhou family, secretly come by any means. This is the famous family? This is your Liang family's tutor?"

Liang Jiajun was forced to stand up by her series of words and pointed at Zhou Jiao: "You have little blood! What kind of treasure? Will my Liang family look at that bit of wealth?"

Zhou Jiao coldly cheered, and double-clicked to applaud: "Okay, okay, very good. Today I will let everyone see if Zhou Jiao is talking about me?"

Liang Jiajun kicked off the stool, turning around and cursing: "Mad man! She's a crazy man! I can't offend him, I can always hide!"

Zhou Jiao looked at his back coldly, "The five people are in my hands, take a step and try!"

Liang Jiajun heard this and immediately turned around and stared at her.

Zhou Jiao glanced at him, looked at the five people who had been taken over, turned around and smiled sarcastically at him, "Do you want to be sure?"

Liang Jiajun's face turned pale when he saw these five people being pressed over in white and blue uniforms.

Zhou Jiao looked at the quiet people in a circle, sighed, and said with a sad expression: "These five people bite the dog and spit it out. You paid a lot of money to hire them to dig out Gu's treasure.

To be honest, I really didn't care. Because there is no Gu family treasure at all. My grandma personally donated such a large sum, and anyone with a brain can guess what's going on.

If your Liang family likes to dig, just dig. In fact, if you say something, I will do my best. How big is the matter? Did you make a move in the middle of the night?

Is your Liang family short of money?

No one in these four or nine cities lacks money, and it is impossible for your Liang family to lack money. No one knows how much wealth you have accumulated over the generations. If your ancestors don’t count, just count from your grandfather’s generation, really have to donate clean?

No matter how greedy you are, I can't control it, but you shouldn't do bad things. He smiled and talked with our family, secretly not only invited people to dig Gu's family, but also sent someone to contact Lin's daughter-in-law Jiang Jiangyu, in order to make unreasonable accusations and plant faults on my Zhou family.

I want to ask you, my Zhou family fell, is it right that the next step is to imprison our family and torture the so-called Gu's treasure?

That wealth during the Ming Dynasty was not enough for your Liang family to enjoy the glory and wealth? "

With these words here, where would Liang Jiajun refute?

He excitedly shouted incoherently: "Framing and framing our Liang family, how can you bear it? Your Zhou family is a guilty conscience, a thief and a thief. Don't think that your dad can be arbitrarily framed by a high status."

Zhou Jiao frowned and shook her head: "My dad has a high status? Are you telling a joke? A big man like your aunt dare not say that she has a high status~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After that, she was almost crazy looking at him. With a demeanor, she looked at the people who were watching the play and she was suddenly uninterested, why bother?

He stretched out his hand and beckoned, took his bag from the service staff on the side, and lifted the letter paper and five confessions inside and shook it towards Liang Jiajun.

"On the relationship between Zhou and Liang's family, this time I chose to deal with it in the circle. If there is another time, don't blame me for playing fish and nets."

Liang Jiajun was furious. With so many people gathered today, what is the difference between inside and outside the circle?

"This is the end of the matter. You will take these five people back to deal with. Of course, just in case, I have to leave their confession.

Today’s meal, I will be your wine of apology. Brother Liang, looking at the relationship in the past, my sister advises you. Cherish the good days ahead! "

Fang Fei over there watched Zhou Jiao walking in surprise. This seems a bit anticlimactic, which doesn't fit the girl's temperament. He subconsciously looked at Zhang Guoqing.

And Zhang Guoqing had stood up at this time, uttering polite words like rudeness, saying goodbye to everyone, and walking towards his wife.

Young Master Wu on the side looked at each other, smiled inexplicably, and quickly followed them out of the private restaurant.

Fang Fei followed their footsteps, walked out for a while, turned to look at Liang Jiajun who kicked the stool in the courtyard, and shook his head secretly. This fool is still in a temper!

Today's deep-water bombs were thrown out, and as their children returned home, the waves were calm, and the torrents and undercurrents gathered together, just waiting for the day when the storm surged.

Some take it as a warning, and some plan again. The wages of avarice is death. There are always people who walk on the historical track for the sake of profit.