Chapter 147

"What responsibility?"

"Responsibility."

"What responsibility?"

"…"

Feng Ah Jiu was expressionless. "Bro."

"Okay, okay, okay. I'll be responsible." Wang Quan was helpless. "Have a good rest. I need to calm down."

After that, he turned around and left the room.

Feng Ah Jiu looked at the closed door and fell back on the bed. Then she turned sideways and hugged Wang Quan's pillow to her face, closing her eyes.

There seemed to be a faint smile on her face.

…

Outside the door, Wang Quan was frowning.

He fumbled in his pocket, but there was nothing there.

The cigarette was gone.

Maybe he dropped it by accident?

How did he come back?

He had no recollection of it.

But for some reason, he felt a lot more energetic.

It seemed that Ah Jiu was really helpful in alleviating his symptoms.

It was not that he did not want to bring Ah Jiu with him. It was mainly because he was a 27-year-old man in society, and it was a headache for him to deal with the practical problems.

Of course, it was not a problem to bring her back. But first of all, Ah Jiu was an unregistered citizen.

Getting a household registration was a problem.

Old Wang and Ah Jiu were not related by blood. How was he going to get a household registration?

What was he going to say when people asked about their relationship?

That she was his adopted daughter?

The law stipulated that there must be a forty-year age difference in adoption between the opposite sex!

But if he did not get a household registration, he could not send her to school.

Actually, this was not a problem. If she did not go to school, then so be it. Although Wang Quan felt that it was really important for children to go to school.

Although he was quite selfish, he did not want to stop Ah Jiu from going to school.

Also, he was very confident in himself. It was impossible for something like "Yanzi, I can't live without you" to happen.

This was for the sake of getting a marriage certificate in the future.

Getting a marriage certificate required a household registration.

Old Wang himself had a household registration, but what about Ah Jiu?

He could not possibly bring Ah Jiu to the Civil Affairs Bureau when she turned eighteen and say, "This is my daughter-in-law," right?

If that was the case, he would probably be singing the song "Tears Behind Prison Bars" in ten minutes.

"Xiaowang, are you alright?"

Wang Quan was worried when he turned around and saw Cheng Weihua walking over.

He waved his hand. "Uncle Cheng, have a cigarette first."

"Didn't you quit?" Cheng Weihua threw him a golden leaf. "Are you alright now? Why do I see you frowning? "

Xiaowang was indeed insane. He was starting to doubt that entrusting Ah Jiu to Wang Quan was unwise.

Previously, he was like a psychopathic killer who was unscrupulously slashing people. Later on, he was like a sissy, but he also felt very dangerous.

Now he looked like a normal person, but it was not normal for him to look like this …

Quit? Quit?

Wang Quan was puzzled, but he still went along with the conversation. "I just feel that I'm not as strong as I want to be."

He was a good young man of the new era, and he could not go against the country.

He didn't want to immigrate, so what could he do?

"I'm not as strong as I want …" Cheng Weihua's eyes went straight to his crotch. "What did you just do? Oh yes, where's Ah Jiu? "

Wang Quan pointed at the house behind him. "She's still sleeping."

Still sleeping?!

Cheng Weihua's eyes widened.

First, "I can't do what I want", then "she's still sleeping" … What the hell did you guys do?

"No!" Cheng Weihua panicked. "What the hell did you guys do?"

Wang Quan scratched his head. "We were just chatting. She got tired and went to sleep. What else can we do?"

Cheng Weihua's eyes were red. He pointed at Wang Quan. He wanted to vent his anger but couldn't.

"You! Yes, I have entrusted Jiu to you, but can you not be in such a hurry? Ah? Why are you so anxious? "

Cheng Weihua was so angry that he could only smoke.

What should he do?

He couldn't beat him, and he was in no position to scold Wang Quan.

After all, he was not good at what he did.

At this moment, Cheng Weihua felt like his heart was being cut by a knife.

Wang Quan's father, Cheng Weihua, who was squatting on the ground and smoking, suddenly had an idea.

He squatted beside Cheng Weihua and touched his arm with his elbow. "Oh yes, Uncle Cheng, I need to tell you something."

Cheng Weihua's nostrils were smoking as he looked at him.

"Do you still have your household registration book? I need to go back and get Ah Jiu a household registration book. "

The way he smiled with the cigarette in his mouth and the suit he was wearing made him look like a bank clerk who was blocking someone's car on the street and begging for an ETC.

Cheng Weihua looked at Wang Quan deeply. "No, 'Hell' is a place that people go after they die. My body has been cremated long ago. Where would I get my household registration book?"

Moreover, Little Wang was someone who had escaped. Someone who had escaped could only struggle to survive in the quest dungeon that he had escaped from.

He wanted to get his household registration book …

But they were definitely short of money.

Cheng Weihua slapped his forehead and took out a safe from behind him. "Little Wang, I … I can't help you with anything. There are 25 pounds of gold in here. That's all I have left. You can use it. The password is 0707. "

Wang Quan was stunned and immediately declined. "No, no, no, how can I accept it!"

As he said that, he put the safe on his side.

Cheng Weihua: "…"

Wang Quan did not care about his expression. He was overjoyed.

The price of gold at his place was about 450 yuan. Even if the recovery price was much lower, he would still keep it at 400 yuan.

There were 25 pounds of gold here and 15 pounds of gold that he had taken from the village head's house.

This eighty jin of gold was equivalent to sixteen million red notes!

Heh! I've struck it rich today!

Men can make money from blind dates these days? That's unheard of!

But … it feels so good!

"Anyway, I don't have anything else to say. I'm not qualified." Cheng Weihua took a puff of his cigarette and sighed.

Wang Quan was taken aback, but he understood what he meant.

But he did not deny it. He smiled and said, "That's for sure. I'll definitely treat Ah Jiu well. I won't ask her to bring water to wash my feet or anything like that. This is a man's promise.

"Uncle Cheng, don't worry. I, Wang Quan, will not let her down!"

"That's good." Cheng Weihua was relieved.

He could not do anything about it.

"Then let's get down to business." Cheng Weihua shouted. Xin Zihao and the other two came out of the farthest guest room and walked over.

When everyone was there, Cheng Weihua said, "Now I'll talk about the information I have. If there's anything you need to add, feel free to speak up."

Wang Quan grinned. This feeling … made him feel like he had returned to the past.

Big Boss often said this in meetings at work.

Then, there was one who really raised an opinion. The next day, he was eliminated because he stepped into the company first.

Now that he thought about it, that was a long time ago.

About five days ago?

Not caring that he was daydreaming, Cheng Weihua's expression became serious. He said, "The most important people in this village are three people. I think it's necessary to find out where they are first.

"The most important one is the village chief."

Wang Quan came back to his senses. He was a little embarrassed. "Then, we can put the village chief aside."

Seeing the puzzled expressions on their faces, Wang Quan scratched his face. "I have bad news and good news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Xin Zihao was straightforward. "Quan Ge, tell us the good news first."

"Well, the good news is that I've killed the village chief."

Cheng Weihua and the others: "…"

"But there's bad news." Wang Quan naturally took out a cigarette from Cheng Weihua's pocket and lit it. He smiled and said, "That means he's alive again."