"I don't believe it, Huairu, I just want to hear you say in person, who belongs to the child in your belly, and whether it belongs to me Yi Zhonghai."

For the children.

Yi Zhonghai completely sacrificed his life, and he didn't even want his old face.

"Oh, you are all here?" Captain Jia Guijia appeared stepping on the beat, without the folding fan he was familiar with, but was holding a Supreme Treasure Book.

Just finished speaking.

Jia Gui's eyes suddenly fell on Qin Huairu.

"Why is your belly so big? Qin Huairu, I just heard someone say that you admit that the child in your belly is from Jia Gui, and I just said, if you and Jia Gui get torn shoes, it is actually not like you are not making shoes. Your devil's husband's surname is Jia, and I, Jia Gui, also, have a surname, Jia, and I can't write two characters Jia. Our surname is Jia, which is equivalent to internal affairs of our Jia family."

Let's talk.

Captain Jia turned his eyes to Bai Shouye and the other two.

He was quite curious.

Why did these three things come here?

"Captain Huang."

“Blank translation.”

“Summer Translation.”

"Why do you have time to come here today? I remember you were studying?"

"We just come and take a look, and by the way, admit that the children in Qin Huairu's belly belong to us."

"It's all this." Captain Jia was so arrogant that he laughed, "I think why the big deal is that, otherwise, the four of us are the fathers of the children in Qin Huairu's belly, and they are all their own fathers. Now it's a whole thing."

"We don't care, and some people don't agree."

"Who disagrees?"

"Didn't Master Yi disagree with this? Master Yi just asked Qin Huairu if the child in Qin Huairu's belly is from Yi Zhonghai."

"It has nothing to do with you. The children in Qin Huairu's belly belong to the four of us." Jia Gui scratched the three giants in front of him with his hand.

The Anqiu alliance has been united.

"Huairu, who do you think it belongs to?"

"Qin Huairu, just tell Yi Zhonghai that the children in your belly belong to the four of us, I, Jia Gui, Huang Jinbiao, Bai Shouye, and Xia Xueli, are the children's biological fathers."

"There are no children in my stomach. I'm not pregnant." After the two policemen left, Qin Huairu could finally shout the words she had always wanted to shout.

I'm not pregnant.

Qin Huairu howled at the same time when she was not pregnant.

Because of shame, Qin Huairu's messing around with someone, she was blocked by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy on the way to school.

"Are you Qin Huairu's son?" The little boy who blocked Bang Tee's way out pointed out Bang Tee's origin.

When the other party asked if he was Qin Huairu's son, he was already angry that Qin Huairu was fucking messing around with someone and sulking alone.

In an instant he became the strongest ungrateful wolf.

He denied that he was Qin Huairu's son.

"I'm not, I don't have a mother like Qin Huairu."

Bang Ge is worthy of being the strongest ungrateful wolf, and he has begun to ignore his mother. He doesn’t think about it. If it weren’t for his mother, Bang Ge could have been so fat?

"You are Qin Huairu's son."

The kid seemed to have a hat with the words "woman's son" written on his head. He denied again and again that his mother was Qin Huairu and moved out his deceased father.

"I am Jia Wentao's son. I don't have a mother named Qin Huairu. My mother has long died."

"You can't deceive me, you are Qin Huairu's son." The little boy said in a hatred tone: "I saw it at the door just now. Your mother is Qin Huairu. Your mother is really shameless. She is still pregnant with a little baby when she is a widow."

"I am not Qin Huairu's son."

"You are the son of that shameless stinky woman."

"I'm not."

"You are, your mother is a broken shoe and is having sex with other men, and your mother is still a bad evil woman with pus."

"I'll beat you to death."

The extremely furious tit was as fierce as the angry little wolf dog, and rushed towards the little boy blocking his way.

I don't know who I learned it from.

The first move of the fight between the stick tee was to hit the head.

Just like a bull-headed rack, he hit the little boy with his head.

Although the head of the kid hit the little boy, it was because the little boy was holding a stone in his hand. In addition, the little boy was two or three years older than the kid, and his height and strength were far better than the kid in all aspects.

Therefore, the kid was at a disadvantage in this fight.

How can a flesh and blood be the opponent of stone?

Not only was his head broken, but his left knee was still fighting, and the stone in the little boy's hand was smashed a few times, and a small watermelon-sized bag was swollen.

When Qin Huairu learned about this, it was already three hours after the incident.

Hospital.

With the support of Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu, together with the courtyard manager Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao, the newly-established deputy director of the steel rolling mill, stopped the doctor who treated the bar geese.

"Comrade, I am Kan Tee's mother, I just want to know how Kan Tee is doing now?"

The person who was stopped was not very old, only at the age of sixteen or seventeen. His tender cheeks were filled with various conditions that were not convinced.

Xu Damao secretly smacked his tongue.

Asking is a waste of time.

Just looking at the age of these people and their enthusiasm for learning each of them to compete against time in the Taishang Book, you will know that the situation of the Kung Fu Meme is not very optimistic.

I borrow a famous saying from later generations that has become popular on the Internet.

The clown is in the palace.

The master is wandering.

People with experience and ability are intensive training, which has impacted the Guinness World Record, which has been hungry for seven days together. Those who have no experience and are nothing are popular.

It would be strange if you can be good.

"What are you?"

"I'm the mother of the genital."

"We are all neighbors in the courtyard, and I am the manager of the courtyard, Liu Haizhong." Liu Haizhong did not forget Xu Damao this time.

The main reason is that people are not very happy to take care of bangs.

Pulling a expressionless face.

In the eyes of others, the courtyard manager is a dispensable big and stinky fart.

I really use it as a treasure in my bangs.

"This is Comrade Xu Damao, the deputy director of our steel rolling mill."

The young man who was treating the bar trunk turned a little respectful, and it seemed that the title of deputy director of the steel rolling mill scared him.

"Are you the deputy director of the rolling mill?"

"Hello, Xu Damao, my deputy director of the steel rolling mill." Xu Damao stretched out his hand and shook hands with him. "Old Taishang educated us to go deep into life. On behalf of tens of thousands of employees of the steel rolling mill, I came to express my condolences to the rod trunk."

This is the clear statement.

As for the secret statement.

It was Xu Damao who heard that the knot was beaten and was sent to the hospital, so he wanted to see the results.

Most of the thoughts of gloating.

It’s not that Xu Damao is impure in mind and has problems with his character and morality.

But Xu Damao wants to see the ending where good people will be rewarded and bad people will be rewarded.

"Hello, Deputy Director Xu."

"Ban Teng is the son of Qin Huairu, the chef in our steel rolling mill canteen. How is he doing now?"

Xu Damao's face.

Young people still have to give it.

"Deputy Director Xu, Bang Ge's condition is very bad. On the one hand, he was injured too seriously. On the other hand, Bang Ge's time was sent to the hospital for a long time, and there was no major problem in other places. It was just that his left knee had some problems, but it did not affect his walking. However, it was not possible to run or do strong work."

"Comrade, we don't understand the professional terms you said. Just tell me in plain language, what will happen to my son's kid in the future?" Qin Huairu fully demonstrated all aspects that a mother should have, anxious and anxious.

"Then I'll tell the truth, but as the mother of the kid, I hope you can be strong, whether it's good or bad, to contribute to the country."
To be continued...