Chapter 824: Xiaosan came home spicy!

Asked her completely as a scammer, Mrs. He Lan really couldn't stand it, and shouted, "I said, he's real, it's true, it's true ... why don't you just believe it? Yue Pengcheng's photos of you I also saw that the two are exactly the same without any difference. How could there be such a degree imagined in this world, even the twin brothers ca n’t, can your policeman handle the case a bit longer?

The recorded policeman was not angry and said: "The world is so big. What kind of course is weird? Yue Pengcheng's death certificate is complete and certified. You can refuse to acknowledge it today, but after we find out everything, you Even if you want to talk again, it's useless. "
Mrs. He Lan's vomiting blood.
The police left, and she was lying there alone, only to feel the pain from her chest.
He Lanming was not there, and He Lanfang was not there. Her daughter still doesn't know what it looks like.
Mrs. He Lan was in a mess.
Someone came in, and Mrs. He Lan thought it was the police, and she said, "I said it all, I don't know, don't know, what do you want to ask? Do you want me to be tortured?"
After a while, a timid voice sounded at the door: "Sister Zhang, don't bother ..."
Mrs. He Lan heard the voice and turned her head sharply, but she saw a woman in her 30s standing in front of the door. She looked handsome and looked younger than her age. Good to hear.
It was a person who seemed to have no aggression, both in voice and appearance.
However, seeing this man, Mrs. He Lan instantly became a cockfighting: "Who asked you to come out, get out of me, get out ... bitch, fox spirit ... Run to my glorious beauty, the beauty you want, you immediately roll……"
This man, Mrs. He Lan, of course knew each other, because this was the third young Li Jingyi raised by He Lanmingde.
This was another thorn stuck in Mrs. He Lan's heart. He always wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it off.
At that time, she knew that He Lanmingde was derailed and went to check, but ... in order to maintain her image in He Lanmingde's heart and to stabilize her position, she could not bear to move. She felt that the third person outside was the third person, and he would always wait. It ’s impossible to see the Daya Hall, not to mention that if she is in trouble, everyone else already knows, how can she maintain a deep and emotional image of herself and He Lanmingde in front of the outside?
So she tolerated Mrs. Li Jingyi and He Lan.
This forbearance will endure her now.
Li Jingyi smiled mildly. She came in holding the insulated bucket, and was hostile to Mrs. He Lan, as if she didn't hear many of them,
Li Jingyi laughed: "I'll bring some chicken soup to Sister Zhang. I just boiled it at home, and it was simmered for a whole day on the low fire. Sister try it."
Li Jingyi poured the chicken broth into a bowl. The black chicken broth and the broth were boiled clearly. The oil slicks on it were carefully skimmed out. The aroma overflowed especially to evoke the appetite of others.
She picked up the spoon and filled it with a spoonful, and blew it carefully to Mrs. He Lan several times: "Sister, you taste, this chicken soup, Mingde has always liked it, I do n’t know anything else, just I can cook some soup. Every time Mingde goes to me, my favorite thing is to drink a bowl of chicken soup. I believe my sister will like it too. "