Therefore, this was a typical strenuous and unrewarding task. Naturally, no one was willing to do it.
Fangzheng chatted with everyone for a while and gained a deeper understanding of Eighth Qiu's situation before bidding them farewell.
After leaving the store, Red Boy came over and asked, "Master, what do you think Eighth Qiu is thinking? He ignored those who were good to him, but he stuck to those who were bad to him, thinking of all the benefits. Is this guy a masochist? "
Fangzheng ruffled Red Boy's head and said, "That's right. Normal people should treat Qiu Jinyu better, but the truth is the opposite. It's indeed puzzling."
Red Boy pouted and said, "Master, what do we do now? Should we go to Qiu Baihong's house and teach this woman a lesson? "
Fangzheng shook his head. "Don't be in a rush to make conclusions. Let's take a look first."
This was also Fangzheng's usual style of doing things. He would only take action after investigating everything clearly.
Qiu Baihong's house wasn't far from the store, so it only took a short walk to get there. There was a small van parked in Qiu Baihong's house, and the yard was very big. The old hen was sitting outside the window, basking in the sun to keep warm, and a big yellow dog was in its kennel. Upon seeing Fangzheng and Red Boy, Big Yellow immediately ran out. He bared his teeth and wanted to shout to show that he was still useful as a guard.
Nonetheless, before the big yellow dog could bark, it ran back to its kennel with its tail between its legs after being frightened by Red Boy's fierce gaze.
Fangzheng raised his hand and rapped Red Boy on the head. He told him to behave and not to scare tiny animals for no reason.
Following that, Fangzheng activated A Golden Millet Dream and walked into Qiu Baihong's house with Red Boy.
At this moment, Qiu Baihong was sitting on the kang playing mahjong with a few people. The children on the ground were sitting there eating melon seeds and watching TV. The house was quite lively.
Fangzheng did not look at anyone else. Instead, he activated his Wisdom Eye and looked at Qiu Baihong. Fangzheng frowned deeply. Although Qiu Baihong had a baneful aura, it was not as rich as Fangzheng imagined! In this world, being unfilial was definitely a great sin! If a person was extremely unfilial, the baleful aura on his body would definitely be very thick, like that of an evil spirit. However, the Qiu Baihong in front of him, although she had a murderous aura, it was only one or two times thicker than the average person. It was not even comparable to the average gangster! Although there wasn't much golden light on her body, Qiu Baihong didn't look like a heinous person.
What was going on? Could it be that the rumors were wrong?
With a bellyful of questions, Fangzheng activated his Dharma Eye and looked again …
Boom!
The scene in front of Fangzheng shattered!
Fangzheng saw a set of images appear in front of him.
"Old man, it's almost the New Year. Where are the chickens you're raising? Why aren't you sending it over? Don't tell me you're still thinking about that bastard you threw out? "Qiu Baihong roared into the phone.
It didn't take long before Eighth Qiu walked in with a chicken in each hand. His wrinkled face forced a smile and said, "Daughter, Daddy brought the chicken you wanted."
"Why are there only two? Don't you have three at home? What about the other one? You ate it? Or did you give it to your bastard daughter? "Qiu Baihong said in a strange tone.
Eighth Qiu's expression turned nasty, but he said, "That one has to be kept to lay eggs. It will hatch into chicks next year …"
"I don't care! What I want are three chickens, not one less! I'll be keeping these two. Quickly bring that one over! "With that said, Qiu Baihong chased Eighth Qiu out.
Eighth Qiu walked out the door and turned to look at Qiu Baihong's house. He sighed and left.
Before long, Eighth Qiu walked in with a hen in hand. By then, Qiu Baihong had already slaughtered the chicken, defeathered it, and cut it into pieces. She was stir-frying it.
The moment Eighth Qiu entered, he caught a whiff of the meaty fragrance as he subconsciously gulped a mouthful of saliva. At this moment, the man in the house said, "Dad, come in and have a seat. Baihong is cooking. Let's have a drink later."
Eighth Qiu immediately beamed with joy when he heard that. Just as he was about to agree, he heard Qiu Baihong's cold snort from the kitchen. "What's there to eat? All you know is eating and drinking all day! Aren't you afraid of bursting from eating so much? All you talk about is eating. Do you have any extra rice at home? Eighth Qiu, you have to plant more land next year. Eating has been a problem every year. "
Eighth Qiu's smile froze on his face when he heard that, especially when he heard her call him Eighth. It was unknown if Qiu Baihong had called him father out of tune or if she had done it on purpose. However, Fangzheng guessed that Qiu Baihong had done it on purpose. She had never treated Eighth Qiu as her father!
The man in the house also looked at Eighth Qiu awkwardly. Eighth Qiu grinned and said, "About that … I still have something to do at home. I'll leave the chicken here. I'll be leaving first."
With that said, Eighth Qiu turned and left.
After Eighth Qiu left, Qiu Baihong said to the man on the stove bed, "In the future, stop messing around with our family matters!"
The man didn't say a word.
The scene changed.
Qiu Baihong walked into Eighth Qiu's house reluctantly as her husband said, "Alright, don't pull a long face. It's your father's birthday today. Just treat it as a formality and come, isn't that right? "
"Heh heh … You might acknowledge him as your father, but I don't," Qiu Baihong said eccentrically.
The man felt helpless and could only shut up.
When the two entered the house, they saw Honest Liu sitting inside, chatting with Eighth Qiu. Qiu Jinyu was busy in the kitchen, and the stove bed was burning hot. There was even a bottle of Erguotou on the table. On the cabinet by the side was a bottle of well-packaged red wine.
Qiu Baihong pricked up her brows when she saw this. "Aiyah, Eighth Qiu, you are even drinking red wine? Your days aren't bad! How much money do you have stashed away? "
Eighth Qiu's expression turned nasty when he heard that.
Honest Liu said gloomily, "I bought it. Dad's blood vessels aren't good. I heard that drinking red wine can soften his blood vessels."
"You bought it!" Qiu Baihong dragged out her words as she looked at Eighth Qiu through the corner of her eyes.
Eighth Qiu lowered his head and didn't say a word under her gaze.
Qiu Baihong walked to the side of the red wine and took a careful look. "Eighth Qiu, with that tongue of yours, you probably can't tell the difference between good and bad wine. It's a waste for you to drink it. Let's do it this way. I'll take it back and buy you something worse. You can drink it. "
Honest Liu was instantly infuriated when he heard that. Although he was honest, it didn't mean he didn't have a temper! Just as he was about to flare up, Eighth Qiu hurriedly pulled him back and said with a smile, "I have a cheap life, so I can't drink anything good. If Baihong likes it, you can have it. "
"That's more like it." With that said, Qiu Baihong took the red wine and placed it by her side, as though she was afraid someone would take it away.
The entire meal was eaten in a depressed manner.
The scene changed again.
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