Chapter 702: Is this a large Shura field?
Ronina pursed her lips, a flash of coldness flashed across her eyes, and she replied coldly:
"Look at your fiancée!"
Tan Yong was slightly stunned.
Luo Nina pursed her lips at Yan Yao: "That's not true! She's a pretty little girl, congratulations!"
Tan Yong came back to his senses, glanced at her sadly and asked, "What, are you jealous?"
Luo Nina snorted, but Tan Yong became quiet and didn't ask any more questions.
He wanted to marry Ronina.
However, her father said that the Luo family was ruined and her brother was still a death row prisoner. The Tan family could not marry such a woman.
Tan Yong can never have children in this life, and his only remaining value is to marry in order to give the family more chips.
Moreover, Tan Yong learned that his parents seemed to be quietly preparing to have another child.
If the father really had a second child, he would be completely reduced to a useless son.
Therefore, he cannot cancel this marriage, at least not now.
But, these words cannot be said to Ronina!
The process of the banquet was very simple. First, the host came on stage to congratulate, and then all parties presented birthday gifts.
Afterwards, the meal was officially served.
According to Honglian and Yan Yao's wishes, Qiao Liancheng was allowed to eat at the same table beside them.
But Qiao Liancheng refused no matter what.
He had only one reason: "I'm just a follower, and I'm really scared to eat at the same table with you!"
Yan Yao was frightened and frightened, and Yan Yao saw that his expression was clearly full of resistance and reluctance, but his mouth was full of fright and duplicity.
I hate it so much that my teeth itch.
Finally Yan Yao said: "Since you don't want to sit at the same table with us, then just eat standing up!"
Qiao Liancheng was speechless for a while.
He didn't want to eat at this table because he was afraid of attracting the attention of people around him.
But now, he is even more eye-catching.
Qiao Liancheng looked at Honglian as if asking for help: "Aunt Hong!"
Honglian waved her hands awkwardly: "I don't care, this is a matter for you two young people, you can solve it yourself!"
Helpless, Qiao Liancheng pulled up a stool and sat at the table.
Yan Yao turned around and glared, but Qiao Liancheng turned a blind eye.
Yan Yao asked angrily: "Don't you say that you are of low status and don't deserve to sit at the same table with us!"
Qiao Liancheng turned around with a silly look on his face: "Old Wolf is Aunt Hong's follower, so he must be obedient!"
This was said so righteously that Yan Yao was choked and speechless.
"Huh!" She simply turned away from him.
There wasn't much movement here, so it didn't attract anyone's attention.
Qiao Liancheng ate very quickly. People from the army were very capable in fighting, whether it was fighting or eating.
Yan Yao's stomach had just dropped to the bottom, and Qiao Liancheng had finished his meal.
I also finished two bowls of rice.
Yan Yao glared angrily. Seeing this, Guren couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
I thought: It’s great to be young!
Seeing that a banquet was about to end, he could just drive away with Honglian.
At this moment, someone suddenly rushed in from outside, carrying a bucket in his hand.
The barrel smelled so bad that you could basically guess what it was.
The person carrying the bucket was heading straight towards Mr. Tang. As it happened, Mr. Tang was at the next table, about one meter away from Yan Yao's table.
Mr. Tang and Honglian were still on the same horizontal line, which resulted in the shortest straight line distance between them.
The man rushed over with murderous intent, clearly aiming for this direction.
Seeing this, Honglian exclaimed and hurriedly shouted:
"Old Wolf!"
Qiao Liancheng reacted immediately. The chopsticks in his hand flew out and directly hit the man's knees and elbows.
The visitor's feet softened and he knelt down on one knee.
The bucket in his hand took advantage of the situation and was thrown forward.
Who's in front?
Honglian and Tang Lao.
The two people were facing each other, one to the left and the other to the right. Qiao Liancheng didn't care about anything else. He reached out and grabbed the tablecloth and yanked it hard, then threw it towards the dung soup that had been spilled.
"Bang! Crack, crackle!"
A series of porcelain shattered, and the guests who came also screamed in surprise.
Both Tang Lao and Hong Lian stood up in shock.
At this time, the security guard who rushed in behind the man stepped forward and held him down.
The bucket of dung soup was mostly covered by Qiao Liancheng's tablecloth and did not leak out too much.
Even so, the odor spread quickly.
It spread all over the place in the blink of an eye.
After some confusion, Mr. Tang looked at the man who threw dung in shock.
"It's you?"
This is obviously known.
The man raised his eyes and roared angrily:
"Tang, if it hadn't been for you, my father wouldn't have died, and my mother wouldn't have committed suicide. Everything is your fault."
"My parents are dead, and you actually want to live another life, while I live your mother's life!"
He cursed incessantly!
Mr. Tang's face was extremely ugly, and the security guards quickly took him away.
Qiao Liancheng doesn't care what happens next.
He looked at the chaotic crowd around him and hurriedly approached Honglian and whispered:
"Aunt Hong, let's go. It's getting dark. It's hard to go up the mountain if we don't go back!"
Honglian glanced at him sideways: "Who told you to go back? It's so dark tonight, why go back? You won't go back!"
Qiao Liancheng was slightly stunned.
Honglian continued: "I'll stay in the city tonight, but I'll leave later. It wouldn't be appropriate to leave at this time!"
Qiao Liancheng had no choice but to agree.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Tang turned his head and looked over, and waved to Qiao Liancheng:
"Little brother, come here!"
Qiao Liancheng hurriedly turned his head and looked away, saying that I didn't see it and it wasn't me you were calling!
Yan Yao saw his dark face, grabbed his hand, and pulled him over there.
Qiao Liancheng was about to shake off her hand, but when he looked up, he saw everyone around him looking at him.
He hurriedly took a few steps, took out his palm from Yan Yao's hand without leaving a trace, and then walked to Mr. Tang.
He lowered his head and whispered: "What are your orders, Mr. Tang!"
Mr. Tang looked at Qiao Liancheng happily: "Okay, good boy, what you did just now was very neat, have you learned it?"
Qiao Liancheng shook his head hastily, raised his head and looked at Old Tang naively:
"No, I just practiced blindly with a veteran in the village!"
Mr. Tang's eyes brightened slightly, and he asked with a smile: "Where are you from?"
Qiao Liancheng deliberately raised his voice and answered in a more honest tone:
"From Spring City."
Mr. Tang asked in surprise: "Spring City? Is it the place where the earthquake happened a while ago?"
Qiao Liancheng nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, there was an earthquake and my house collapsed. I went out to make some money to build a house!"
Mr. Tang suddenly understood and patted Qiao Liancheng on the shoulder: "Okay, okay, he is a good hard-working boy!"
"I'll get someone to find you a job later!"
Qiao Liancheng grinned: "No need, I'm working with Aunt Hong. Aunt Hong gives a lot!"
"When I make enough money, I will go back to build a house to accompany my wife!"
After he finished speaking in a naive tone, a burst of laughter broke out around him.
Everyone knows very well what Mr. Tang means by working. At least a migrant worker cannot escape.
Those are all migrant workers, all migrant workers in Yanjing City!
He actually gave up like this. The key is that he only focused on building a house to accompany his wife.
Everyone was laughing except two people.
