Crispy little husband

After Su Gaoping finished speaking, Old Master Su glared at him with a slightly ferocious face.

Old Mrs. Su's chest was heaving and falling, his eyes were full of doubts, he heard right, right, what did this son say?

After listening to Su Gaoping's request, the strong man with a black mole looked at his companion and nodded immediately. They were originally ordered to send Su Gaoping back. Since they were in the same county, it would not take much trouble to send him there.

"Thank you, let's go now." Su Gaoping heaved a sigh of relief.

Along the way, he got along with the two strong men and got to know them fairly well. He knew that they were not the kind of people who liked to listen to pretty words.

Really not much to say, the strong man with black moles and his companion easily lifted Su Gaoping's reclining chair one after the other, and walked out under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Su family.

Old Master Su's lips were trembling with anger, which made his deliberately long beard flicker, making him look a little funny.

The movements of these two strong men were extremely fast, and within a few breaths, they walked out of the courtyard gate and walked towards the gate of the Su family.

Mrs. Su raised his finger and pointed at their backs, took a few deep breaths and cursed: "Nizi!" "Bastard!" "You, you..."

Old Mrs. Su, a pampered old man, did not have a loud voice, and his words could not be heard clearly when he walked farther away, and Su Gaoping didn't want to listen carefully.

With the third master of the Su family leading the way, the servants of the Su family were either afraid or frightened, but in short they did not dare to approach, allowing the three of them to leave the Su family smoothly.

At this time, the sun was already very low, there were no people on the street, and the sky was dark, just like Su Gaoping's mood at this time.

Previously, he had gone home full of expectations and joy, only to hear such news when he got home.

Su Gaoping's mood was depressed for a while, thinking that he would see Fu Lang and the children soon, he finally cheered up.

Thinking about his own affairs made people see the joke. After Su Gaoping regained his mood, he said rather embarrassedly: "You two strong men, I'm really sorry that you made such a fuss as soon as you got home. Don't worry, I will Fulang's family doesn't have so many things to do, you will send me to Fulang's family later, have a good rest, stay for one night to get refreshed, and come back tomorrow, go back there again."

Along the way, Su Gaoping proposed several times to buy or rent a horse-drawn cart or an ox cart, but the two strong men from the military camp relied on their strength to lift him with bare hands for three days, and carried him out of the forest where the military camp is currently located.

To them, Su Gaoping was very grateful. In his opinion, this journey was very hard. No matter what, he had to let the savior rest for a night before talking about leaving.

Hearing the words, the strong man with black moles didn't agree, nor refused. Their brothers are not hard-working, and they will feel tired. If the family of Mrs. Su's husband is not as hard-to-say as Su's family, they can take a rest before returning to camp.

Lying on the reclining chair, Su Gaoping saw that his complexion had recovered, but the wounds on the back of his hands that had healed were slightly cracked due to his clenched fists too hard, and he didn't care about them.

It was only a quarter of an hour's journey from Su's house to Tang's house for the two strong men, and soon they saw the alley where Tang's house was located.

At this time, Tang Xi and the others had already begun to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion banquet under the afterglow. With Tang Dong, a guy who was open-minded and active, they were all in a good mood, talking and laughing.

Aunt Chun also brought her and Yuan San's meals to the concierge's room to eat. When someone knocked on the door of Tang's house, both of them were taken aback.

How could someone come here at such a time?

Liangzi, Zhou Zheng and the others had already come in the morning or afternoon, and according to the usual practice, everyone was at home at this time.

"Who is it?" Yuan San put down his rice bowl and asked at the top of his voice.

Outside the door, Su Gao calmed down his heartbeat, and replied: "Yuan San, it's me."