Yu Jingting saw him, although he denied it categorically, but his eyes were full of guilt.

   Uncle Fat felt guilty, but Suizi and his wife breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

   I'm afraid that he is not guilty. It's good to be guilty. A guilty conscience means something is going on.

  Yu Jingting pinched his fat uncle's face, intending to scare him, but was disgusted by the greasy feeling of his fingertips, he threw away his fingers, and did not forget to complain:

   "Other people's house eats, but yours eats pig feed? Did you move all the pig feed from the pig farm?"

   "What, what do you mean?" Uncle Fat was worried and afraid, not understanding what he meant.

  Suizi translated on the side: "He said, you look as greasy as lard."

   "Yes, yes, yes, I am oily all over. It doesn't mean much for you to catch me. Let me go." The fat uncle climbed along the pole.

   "Tell me about the whereabouts of Little Fat Mom, and we'll let you go."

  Hearing the word "little fat mother", the fat uncle's eyes wandered, trying to pretend to be confused and pass the test.

  Yu Jingting kicked him over, and said to Suizi, "Daughter-in-law, take the oil barrel off the car."

   Uncle Fat was scared out of his wits.

   "What are you doing with that?"

  Yu Jingting twitched the corners of his mouth.

"you guess?"

  Many scary pictures flashed in Uncle Fat's mind.

   Whoever Yu Jingting is, people from his hometown all know him.

   "Don't point me! I said! I said it's okay?"

   Uncle Fat was so frightened that he pissed. After hearing what he said, Yu Jingting brushed his hair triumphantly.

   It's good that he, an "out-of-date" street slut, can still exert some residual heat.

   "I'll get the oil barrel." Yu Jingting's words made the fat uncle's face turn pale. Could this be the fate of being ordered?

  Yu Jingting kicked him in disgust.

   "What's going on in your head? The oil barrel is for refueling. Oil is so expensive, who is willing to use it on you? Besides, other people's bodies have high water content. You have excessive oil content, so you still need to pour oil?"

  Yu Jingting put the lighter under the fat uncle's nose, and pressed it lightly.

   Thorn.

  Suozi covered her nose in disgust, smelling of burning pig hair.

   "Wow!" The fat uncle with his nose hair singed howled, watching the couple walk away.

   The fat uncle, who thought he had escaped a catastrophe, was rejoicing, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

   "Untie me! What are you doing leaving me in the wilderness! Let me go home!"

  In the car, Suozi looked at his watch.

   "We have a hundred minutes."

  On the chess field, winning or losing a game is counted by the second, and she and Yu Jingting have one more minute, no, one more second, it won't work.

   "It's enough. Find someone first, and after bringing him back, we'll settle the matter and wait until the game is over." Yu Jingting said.

  Suizi nodded, the matter was half settled, and she let go of her hanging heart a little.

   Just thinking of the fat uncle hugging a woman makes me feel sick again.

   "Nowadays, it is widely spread that men are bad if they have money. I don't think this sentence is right. If you don't have money, you're not bad?"

  For some people, stealing fish is a cheap instinct engraved in their bones. Regardless of whether they have money or not, as long as they have a restless heart, they can go out to whoring once in soy sauce, just like Uncle Fat.

  A man who does not love himself is not as good as a rotten cauliflower.

   "Is he playing tricks on people under the banner of our family?" Suizi seriously suspected that Uncle Fat was playing a gimmick of old Yu's relatives and friends outside.

  If it were just such a greasy old man, who would want to have **** with him?

   "Immediately fire him, just take this opportunity to send his whole family back to their hometown, and delay Xiaopang's competition. Such **** relatives are also a disaster if they stay around."

   Suizi changed her mind after seeing Little Fat Mom.

  Little Fat Mom was sent to the north of the city to make purchases. Fortunately, Yu Jingting drove out to look for it. Otherwise, with this distance, no matter whether it was taking a bus or a manpower tricycle, she would run back after 2 hours with a broken leg.

  When Suizi found her, she was still bargaining with the fruit farmers in the orchard, and she was quite surprised to see Suizi coming.

   "Suizi, why are you here?"

   "It's too late to explain, come with me first." Suizi pulled her to leave.

  Little fat mother still doesn't forget the basket of persimmons she bought, Suizi is almost suffocated seeing her like this.

  Little Fat Mom has been kept in the dark until now, and she doesn't know the little tricks her sister made.

  What kind of persimmon to buy?

   Obviously, he took this opportunity to distract Xiaopang's mother and called Xiaopang one day in advance to make Xiaopang lose the game.

   Suizi didn't bother to ask what the motive was, but she guessed that it was probably jealousy.

  Over the years, Suizi has come to realize a truth, that the person who hates her life the most is often not someone else, but probably a relative.

  Little Fat Mom has become a "soft persimmon" in the eyes of others. She squeezes it casually, and even helps count the money when she is sold.

  Suizi dragged the little fat mother away, even though the little fat mother repeatedly asked what happened, Suizi just diverted the conversation.

   Waiting for Suizi's car to leave, the two standing behind the fruit tree came out and looked in the direction of the car.

   "Chen Hansui looks much better than in the photo, but she seems younger? Are you sure that Yu Jingting's recent proposals are all written by her?" Standing in front was a man in his mid-twenties.

  The neckline of the white shirt was slightly open, and the scars inside were faintly visible. She smiled with a hint of evil, and her eyes were staring in the direction of the Jingting car like a falcon.

   "It's her. According to our careful investigation, although this woman seldom shows up, her participation is indispensable in every major decision-making of Yu Jingting."

   "If we get rid of her, will Yu Jingting's combat power be reduced by half? However, it's a pity to get rid of her for such a beautiful woman."

  The man rubbed his nose, thinking about Suizi's appearance just now.

   Just one side is enough to see the depth of this girl's heart.

  She could tell about Auntie Fat in front of the little fat mother, but she interrupted her several times.

   "Keep staring at her, I want to see how powerful this military division is."

  The man smiled playfully, his two dimples slightly dimpled.

  The intermission time is over, Xiaopang came out from the lounge.

  Looking across the crowd, he only saw Jiaojiao's anxious face, not Suizi and his wife.

  Xiao Pang’s heart sank, is it too late?

  Jiaojiao raised her fist at him and made a cheering gesture.

  Xiao Pang nodded, turned around and was about to enter the arena, when he heard a voice like the sound of heaven from behind:

"come on!"

  Xiao Pang turned around quickly, Suizi stood at the door and waved at him, and beside her was a confused little fat mother.

  The staff who came to stop him were stopped by Yu Jingting with his arm.

   These three people broke in.

  According to the regulations, as long as you go out, you can't come in again.

   Suizi ordered Yu Jingting to lead them through the barrier in order to let Xiaopang see that his mother was fine, and Suizi yelled that voice just now.

   Seeing that his mother was fine, Fatty relaxed his eyebrows for the first time, nodded gratefully at Suizi and his wife, and then followed into the arena.

   "It took so much effort to break in, just to shout? What are you trying to do?" The staff pushed Suizi and others out, still muttering softly.

   "You know what a fart." Yu Jingting took Suizi's arm and prepared to leave.

  The little fat mother hurriedly called them to stop.