Chapter 68 (1/2)
Xiao Yifeng didn't speak. He raised the collar of the other party and threw the guy out like a bidding gun.
Just next to a sand pile, Liu Si directly put his whole body into the sand pile, leaving only one foot shaking outside.
Looking at this scene, Fang Siqi couldn't help laughing. Xiao Yifeng clapped his hands and said, ”OK, let's go.”
”Brother, brother, are you ok?”
With Fang Siqi and Xiao Yifeng leaving, the guys lying on the ground all stood up with pain and pulled Liu Si out of the sand.
At this time, Liu Si's face was covered with sand and his breath was extremely short. He almost felt suffocated.
”Asshole, I must make that boy look good.” Liu Si's angry face roared, and his eyes flashed cold.
”Brother, this guy is good at Kung Fu. I'm afraid we are not rivals.” Liu Si's brothers said with fear on their faces.
”Well, no matter how good his kung fu is, I'll see how strong he is. Let's go and find brother Qiang.” Liu Si got up and left here quickly with the group of people.
Soon Fang Siqi took Xiao Yifeng to an old courtyard. This is a bungalow, which was built in the style of 1970s and 1980s.
”Brother Xiao, this is my home. It may be a bit shabby. I'm sorry.” Fang Siqi took a look at Xiao Yifeng and looked a little unnatural.
”It doesn't matter. Let's go in.” Xiao Yifeng said, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, he pushed the door and went directly into the courtyard.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, they heard a lot of quarrels coming out of the room.
”Fang Zhenghua, I tell you, if you don't promise me these conditions, you don't want to marry my daughter. You two won't have a chance to see each other again.”
”Auntie, we have already agreed before. Why should we suddenly change our mind? Besides, I really can't do what you said.”
”Well, then you don't have to get married. You don't want to see my jade swallow again. Just like your poor family, I wouldn't have given you the chance to marry my jade swallow if it wasn't for her continuous pleading. Now that you can't even do this, what kind of marriage is there?”
After a quarrel, a middle-aged woman with heavy make-up and expensive clothes came out of the room angrily.
”Aunt Jiang, you...”
Looking at this middle-aged woman, Fang Siqi couldn't help crying. She swept Fang Siqi with a touch of anger in her eyes and walked out.
Fang Siqi rushed into the room. In this shabby room, a pair of honest looking middle-aged men and women sat there sighing.
And a young man in an old suit, his face full of unwilling expression, fist can not help clenching.
”Mom and Dad, brother, what's going on? What are you arguing with aunt Jiang? ”
”Siqi, you're back, ah...” Sitting on one side of the middle-aged man looking at Fang Siqi can not help but sigh, his face sad. ”
” who is this, Siqi? ”
The woman sitting next to the middle-aged man, who was plainly dressed and looked very old, looked at Xiao Yifeng beside Fang Siqi and asked.