"You were wrongly accused. They didn't beat you, right?" Qin Yu checked on Liang Yong. Liang Yong didn't come home for a day, so she naturally inquired about the situation.

"Damn, I'm so angry when I meet a big-breasted and brainless old woman..." Upon hearing this, Liang Yong immediately eloquently poured out his bitterness to Qin Yuda.

"Oh, this world doesn't allow good people to live, so why is there no Bao Qingtian anymore!" Grandma also came out of the room at this time, looking at Liang Yong lovingly and sighing.

"Brother, don't go to those places in the future. Sister Yu's place is not a good place." Qin Lin persuaded in a low voice.

"Damn it, if you don't have money or power, you are bullied. Sister Yu and the others also earn their hard-earned money by relying on their skills. They go to check every day. It's not like those co-ops want to make extra money..." Liang Yong said angrily.

Qin Yu's face darkened, she didn't say anything more, and silently brought out the food for the two of them to eat. It was obvious that she also had something on her mind.

Liang Yong had been hungry all day. When he saw the delicious food, he immediately lay down on the dining table and ate it. He ate most of the entire table of food by himself, and then he burped and patted his stomach comfortably and laughed.

That look made Qin Yu cover her mouth and chuckle. Grandma, who had only eaten a few mouthfuls of rice now, also shook her head lovingly.

When Liang Yong saw Qin Yu stretching out his hand to cover his mouth, his face changed drastically. A murderous look shot out from his eyes, and he shouted angrily: "Is your wrist injured? Did that kid go to block and pester you again? I'll go chop it off."

he!"

There was a circle of purple on Qin Yu's wrist, which was very conspicuous on her fair skin. She had been holding it with a handkerchief just now, and now it was accidentally exposed.

Liang Yong jumped up and grabbed a foot-long machete from the room and was about to kill him.

Qin Yu and grandma exclaimed in unison. Qin Yu quickly stepped forward and grabbed Liang Yong's wrist to persuade him: "Brother, forget it, the boss has already reprimanded him. Don't go..."

"That birdie Da Liu can't even take care of my sister in his territory. I'll kill him too soon." Liang Yong roared, but he didn't dare to break away from Qin Yu for fear of hurting her wrist again.

Grandma also tremblingly walked to the door and guarded it, otherwise Liang Yong would go out.

"Brother, I won't let you mess around. I will handle it myself..." Qin Yu's eyes were full of determination, and for a while, he was not as soft and gentle as before.

"Yongzai, listen to me and don't cause trouble..." Grandma was also persuading.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of them, Liang Yong could only throw down the machete in frustration, and with a gloomy face, he ran back to the room and fell asleep...

Qin Yu put away the dishes and cleaned the room, but she didn't sleep much. She looked here from time to time, fearing that Liang Yong would rush out while they were not paying attention. She knew Liang Yong's temper, and she would definitely go to find that guy whenever she went out.

Try your best. But that guy is not easy to mess with. His family is rich and powerful, and he is often guarded by more than a dozen of his subordinates...

When Liang Yong woke up, Qin Yu and the others next door had already calmed down and were probably asleep. Qin Yu's odd job was very hard. He had to get up at 5 o'clock every morning and had to work at Da Liu's food stall until after 4 o'clock.

It was Liang Yong who insisted not to let Qin Yu do it until night, otherwise it would take even longer.

After waking up, Liang Yong tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall back asleep. His mind was full of things. He thought of the big-breasted and brainless Xiao Ling, and then of Qin Yu and Li Dachang who bullied him...

Finally, I thought about the 10,000 yuan that I owed Sister Hua, and I had to pay it back as soon as possible. Although Liang Yong didn't save money, he still had many ways to make money. In the past few years, he had been living in Huadu, and he had also made some names on the road.

.It’s not that he dares to fight and do those underworld activities, he plays racing. Although he is fat, he is a racing expert. Whether it is a motorcycle or a car, he has few failure records in the black market of racing in Huadu City.

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The stakes in these racing cars are very high, with each win or loss amounting to tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. As a driver, he will receive thousands or tens of thousands of rewards every time he wins. The money he spent on buying an air conditioner last time was earned from racing cars. That is because

After Qin Yu overheard him bragging about racing to Lao Wu, she was so angry that she ignored him for several days and resolutely refused to allow him to participate in this dangerous underground racing activity again.

Liang Yong knew that Qin Yu was worried about him, so after he swore to Qin Lin and promised to ask for her forgiveness, Liang Yong also did not want to participate in underground racing anymore. He used to like racing because he liked the excitement and the thrill of speed. It was not to win.

Money gambling. Today's underground racing has become more and more degenerate. It is a gambling behavior controlled entirely by bookmakers. It has lost the true feeling of racing in the past. He is tired of it.

It seems that the idea of ​​making money by participating in racing is no longer a last resort. Apart from racing, Liang Yong really can't think of a way to make money quickly. Although he has done many jobs, they are not ways to make big money. Now Xiu Xiu

Air conditioners can earn several thousand yuan a month, but it still takes two or three months to pay off Sister Hua. Liang Yong felt a little sorry that he had been in arrears for so long.

Damn it, how can it be so easy for those corrupt officials to get money...

Liang Yong was so angry that he cursed secretly, but then he had an idea and thought of something. He got up and walked to the living room. The temperature of the air conditioner was set very low, and it was a bit cold with his bare arms. Liang Yong looked sneaky when he moved around.

"Brother, where are you going?" Qin Yu's cry came from the darkness, and she ran out quickly wearing small clothes and pants. The doors of the two rooms were not closed, and she didn't even sleep.

"Oh, why aren't you sleeping so late?" Liang was startled, and he turned on the light in the living room and said.

"I'm afraid you'll go out while I'm asleep..." Qin Yu blushed and whispered, but her body firmly occupied the position of the door.

"Silly Yu'er, I went to find Li Dachang to settle accounts at such a late hour, but I couldn't find him! Go to bed! I'm looking for something." Liang Yong smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand to gently scratch her nose.

"You didn't lie to me, Lagou!" Qin Yu's pretty face turned even redder, and she stretched out her glittering little finger.

Liang hooked her fingers with his thick black thumb.

"If you hang yourself with a hook, you won't regret it for a hundred years. If I lie to others, I will become a big fat pig!" Qin Yu said playfully, pulling her fingers.

"Go to sleep! You have to go to work tomorrow." After pulling the hook, Liang Yong urged Qin Yu to go back to the room. She still stood curiously until she saw Liang Yong take out a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and

There was a wooden box. Then she believed that Liang Yong had not lied to her and went back to the room obediently.

Afterwards, he turned around and advised: "Brother, don't smoke, it's not good for your health!"

"Tch, if a man doesn't smoke, can he still be called a man?" Liang Yong dismissed it and deliberately walked back to his room with his head held high.

Qin Yu covered her mouth and smiled softly. She knew that Liang Yong rarely smoked, and he suddenly looked for a cigarette in the middle of the night. He must be depressed, so she was obedient and didn't try to persuade him.

Liang Yong threw the Chinese cigarette aside, took a few glances at the gold-plated lighter, and bit the gold foil on the lighter with his teeth. He had seen others using this lighter, and if it was really worth more than 00 yuan. But

This is an old one. It would be great if it could be sold for thousands of pieces, but it was thrown aside.

Finally, I picked up the sandalwood box, opened it and took out a palm-sized peach blossom fan. I rubbed the ivory fan handle with my palm, and a cool feeling came from the palm of my hand, especially the two little buns and the pointed curls of the beautiful woman on the fan handle.

The butt actually feels real soft when touched...

It seems that this thing is really a valuable thing...
Chapter completed!