Chapter 166

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Song Qiushui didn't care at all how much this breakfast cost... she only wanted to eat well herself; as for the suffering, let Second Uncle bear it.

Chai Mi and Song Qiushui had the same thought...

Although Song Qingshu wasn't a bad person, and wasn't stingy either, since Spiritual Little Sister Song Qiushui wanted to eat well, Chai Mi naturally wouldn't stop her.

Anyway, she didn't have to spend her own money.

Chai Mi didn't have many friends; Song Qiushui counted as one of the very few.

In her previous life, because of love, Song Qiushui became melancholy and spiritually oppressed before she even turned twenty.

She was also a woman with a bitter fate.

Both being bitter-fated people, Chai Mi hoped that in this life, Song Qiushui could also be happy and smooth-sailing.

The meal was ready quickly, and everyone ate happily and joyfully.

The fare was quite substantial; at Chai Mi and Song Qiushui's table, two large roosters were specially placed, eat one and pack one...

When Song Qiushui carried the cooked large rooster out the door, Song Qingshu was completely exasperated: "Niece, just eat it, why are you taking it too? Are you dividing up the family estate?"

"Hiss... Second Uncle, this is..."

Before Song Qiushui could finish, Song Qingshu said helplessly: "Are you going to say again that this is for my own good, afraid the leftovers will spoil overnight and I'll eat them and get sick and be hospitalized?"

Song Qiushui nodded seriously, patted Song Qingshu's shoulder: "Second Uncle, I've discovered you're progressing really fast. Your awareness is getting higher and higher; later when the Village Chief kicks the bucket, I'll definitely choose you as Village Chief."

"Cut the crap." Song Qingshu was not only helpless but also innocent; he sighed and said: "Let Liu Zhanggui hear that, and he'll deal with you later. Take the chicken meat back, give your Grandmother some to eat, don't cook it all for yourself. If you get fat, you won't be able to marry out."

"Don't worry, my Cousin Sister got fat as a ball and still got married off, didn't she?" Song Qiushui suddenly remembered something: "Right, Second Uncle, what did you beat Chai Youfu into last night?"

Song Qingshu didn't want to bring up last night's matter, only saying: "Don't eat it all yourself, leave some for your Grandmother."

"Got it, got it." Song Qiushui conveniently moved another case of beer from the small shop: "My Grandmother likes to drink alcohol, I'll get her a case. Put it on my tab..."

Song Qingshu waved his hand, too lazy to speak: On your tab? You already owe me nearly ten thousand, what's the point of a tab... Song Qiushui wouldn't pay it back anyway...

Song Qingshu lamented how he ended up with such a Niece...

After eating her fill, Chai Mi helped Song Qiushui move the beer back, then went to check on Zhou Fang by the Big Willow Tree.

Zhou Fang had been hung up all night; right now he was exhausted beyond measure, already dazed.

Chai Mi smiled, and also helped loosen his ropes a bit.

Zhou Fang was startled awake.

He was just about to say something...

Then the Police Station's patrol car arrived, directly handcuffed him, and took him away.

The towel stuffed in Zhou Fang's mouth was removed; he turned back and looked at Chai Mi with a somewhat strange expression, who knew what he was thinking, finally he laughed and said: "Later I'll treat you to a meal, for real."

"Reform well."

Zhou Fang laughed and shook his head, not angry at all.

After all, the two hadn't seen each other for over ten years; meeting and having some misunderstandings is normal.

Moreover, me accidentally wandering into the Melon Field and being taken back by the Police Station for questioning is also normal.

Zhou Fang wasn't that petty as to get angry.

The problem is...

This group of people didn't care about right or wrong, beat him up first, making Zhou Fang very uncomfortable.

He could only silently comfort himself in his heart: All beginnings are hard.