Chapter 234: of Magic Phone: Give away billions at the beginning Chapter 234 Hey, the fish took the bait

"You two young men, please sit inside for a while and I'll go take a look."

Zhang Fu led the two couriers from Huangquan Express to the living room of the second hospital.

After making a pot of tea for them, they walked to the third entrance gate.

At this time, the door was closed tightly and there was no movement inside.

"Forget it, let them wait for a while, maybe the ladies will wake up later."

Zhang Fu hesitated for a while and returned to the living room.

"Sorry, you two, they haven't gotten up yet."

"I have to make you wait a little longer."

Zhang Fu smiled awkwardly and said sheepishly.

The two nodded slightly after hearing this, sat on the chairs, and did not speak.

But the box was always in their hands.

………

The third time we entered the hospital, there was peace.

Everyone in each room is still dreaming.

Liu Lang was sleeping in Shuang'er's room at the moment, Shuang'er was nestled in his arms, and the two were hugging each other tightly.

That's right.

Time was tight yesterday.

Liu Lang had entered two rooms.

One is Ling Meiqi.

The other one is Shuang'er.

After all, it can't be just to hand over a bag of grain.

At least they have to be fed well.

Since it is necessary to feed enough.

Of course it takes time.

It was pitiful that Lu Yutong waited for Liu Lang all night but still didn't see him.

She didn't fall asleep until morning.

Ling Meiqi couldn't sleep because her body hurt a little.

Liu Xinyi, Luo Yue, Liu Qianying, and Liu Qian were all so noisy that they couldn't sleep.

They didn't go to bed until Liu Lang and Shuang'er finished playing games.

At this time, in a courtyard house in Beijing, three men in plain clothes were sitting on a stone bench fishing by the pond in the center of the courtyard.

A man wearing a military coat was sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

There is also a woman sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

A neat row of straight people stood nearby.

Their facial features are not particularly outstanding, they are all in military uniforms, and their skin color is bronze, but there is a kind of righteousness between their brows, their expressions are solemn, and they are very powerful.

This courtyard covers an area of ​​approximately square meters and is the largest courtyard in Beijing.

It is divided into three roads, east and west, each composed of multiple courtyards, followed by a 160-meter-long two-story rear cover building.

Its first generation owner was the residence of a high-ranking official named He in ancient times.

Later it became the residence of a prince and was renamed Prince Gong's Mansion.

Prince Gong's Mansion is a royal palace located in the southwest corner of the scenic Shichahai in Beijing. It is located in a long, quiet and willow-shaded street.

"Hey, the fish is hooked!"

One of the men's eyes lit up, he pulled the fishing rod, and a carp flew quickly towards the man's position along the fishing line.

The man easily grasped it in his hand.

"Old Liu, you are not kind. If the fish takes the bait, you will take the bait. Why do you need to tell me about it? Look, you have scared away all the fish here."

Another man sitting on the stone bench held a fishing rod in his hand and kept staring at the man sitting one meter away from him.

"Lao Ye, what you said is wrong. Hahaha... look, what is this?"

Another man sitting on the stone bench laughed twice, pulled up the fishing rod, and caught a lively fish in his hand.

"It doesn't make sense, Lao Shu. You always lose, so why did you get the upper hand this time?"

Lao Ye frowned and looked at his motionless fish float, feeling a little depressed.

"Hahaha…"

"Hahaha…"

When Lao Liu and Lao Shu heard Lao Ye's voice and looked at his confused look, they laughed.

"Hey! Have you three old guys had enough? This is just a whole night of fishing!"

"You left us both alone all night!"

One of the men sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake patted the stone table.

His black eyebrows raised high like two sword blades, and the resolute eyes under the black eyebrows can only be possessed by those who have been honed in perseverance and perseverance in a long-term martial arts life. .

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Shu, Mr. Liu, Mr. Ye, it won't matter how long I wait."

This was the sound made by another person sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

She is a woman.

He is the secretary of the owner of Prince Gong's Mansion.

"Okay, okay!"

Tie Lao waved his hand and sat there all night, feeling a little unable to sit still.

"Old man, hahaha... you, you, why are you still acting like this?"

Lao Shu got up from the stone bench and put the carp in his hand back into the pond in the middle of the lake.

"Old man, don't scare my little fragrance."

Old Liu seemed a little anxious.

"Aren't I anxious? You guys have nothing to do this night. You fish here, then you catch the fish and release it again. Aren't you doing useless work? Have you thought of a solution? What should you do about that matter? "

Lao Tie's expression was serious.

"It seems that Lao Liu has thought of a solution."

"Lao Shu, didn't you think of it too?"

Old Liu smiled faintly.

When Lao Shu heard Lao Liu's words, he also smiled.

"You guys laugh and laugh!"

"If you have a way, please tell me!"

"It really makes me anxious!"

"Should we just kill those little Hijima ghosts?"

Lao Tie clenched his fists excitedly at the thought of being able to fuck the little Hijima ghosts directly.

"Shu Lao, Liu Lao, Tie Lao, Ye Lao. Xiangxiang went to the kitchen to see if they had prepared breakfast. You guys get busy first. "

Mu Xiangxiang, who was sitting near him, bowed slightly, and then left the Huxin Pavilion with gentle steps.

"Xiaoxiang, remember to bring me a plate of shredded radish."

Seeing Mu Xiangxiang leaving, Lao Liu shouted at the leaving figure.

"Mr. Liu, Xiangxiang knows."

Mu Xiangxiang stopped and replied, then walked towards the kitchen.

[Thanks to the 'Zhaotian Gang—Nuclear Pigeon Seller' for the gift of power generated with love]