Reborn as a sick pet with a tender heartReborn as a sick pet with a tender heart

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Reborn as a sick pet with a tender heart

Someone suggested, "Why don't we go door to door?" "No," Cui Leng first denied this view. "When you are sleeping soundly at night, going door to door in a big way is bound to cause public resentment." "What then?"? Just watch the thief run away again? When everyone was at their wits' end, Pei Yuheng withdrew his eyes from Cui Junyao's room and stepped forward, saying, "If Governor Huang believes me, I can draw the faces of the four thieves, and we can take the portraits to look for them." Pulling his hair, he stopped, walked back and forth, and stood where he was. Everyone looked at Pei Yuheng in amazement. Pei Yuheng stroked his sleeves and clasped his hands together. "When they came in to steal, I was lucky enough to see their faces in the moonlight," he saluted. "You mean you can not only write down what they look like but also draw them?" Asked Huang Changqi. "Exactly," he said in the face of disbelief and suspicion. "Great goodness!" Seeing that he was neither humble nor pushy, and that he behaved properly, he did not take his thief's face to heart at all. Governor Huang said to Cui Leng with a smile, "The younger generation is really awesome." Cui Leng board a night of face, finally a little relaxed, "in that case, we will let Pei Lang to draw a picture, looking for a picture to take people!" Governor Huang: "It should be so." The two men settled down,Pallet rack beams, and Governor Huang, with the yamen runner and Cui Leng, with his own servant, went out. The fire in Pei's yard had been put out, and now to catch the thief, there was no need to use such camouflage as fire. Cui Lengtong and Pei Yuheng, who was painting, said,radio shuttle racking, "Pei Lang, you'll work harder tonight. Follow us until we catch the three thieves." Three? Pei Yuheng, as if he had not heard anything, kept his wrist, and in two or three strokes he used a brush to outline the human figure on the rice paper. No more, no less, just right, three. Cui Leng went to the desk before Governor Huang, blocking his view. The person on the painting was so lifelike that no matter who held it, he could easily compare the results and be seen at a glance by a familiar person. After looking at the three portraits carefully, he was very grateful and said with restraint, "Pei Lang is a good painter." At this time, Governor Huang also squeezed over, and the thieves on the painting were ready to come out. He could not help clapping his hands and laughing: "With this painting, I will be able to catch them all tonight." Pei Yuheng dipped his brush in the ink and looked at Cui Leng with a heart to heart. The only thing missing from the three images is the thief who was beaten to death by random sticks. According to the law of Daluo, bitches who collide with officials can be killed at will. When he heard Cui Leng talking about three thieves, heavy duty racking system ,Steel racking system, he guessed that the thief with a dirty mouth had lost his life. When the brush fell, he put the tip of his tongue against his front teeth, his lips were very tight, and his eyes were calm before the eruption of the volcano. Do not draw that person, not only to help Cui Laozhang cover up, to maintain Cui Junyao's reputation, but also to be ridiculed as flat Xuan Yuening. His A-Mei is by no means something these people can talk about. Not knowing that Pei Yuheng wanted to catch the thieves in order to vent his anger, he drew pictures one after another in the study, and Xuan Yuening was coaxing Cui Junyao to take medicine with Mrs. Xuan. The two children in the family were awakened and stayed quietly on both sides of Mrs. Xuan. "I'm not afraid, Sister," said Pei Jingji. Not to be outdone, Pei Jingzhao advised, "Sister, drink the medicine. After that, I'll give you candied fruit." The little lady with dishevelled hair on the bed was still sobbing in a low voice. It was the first time that Xuan Yuening had seen the apple of Cui Lao's eye in her past and present life. I saw a palm-sized small face covered with tears, thin body, at this time around their slender arms, the whole person is showing a feeling of love and weakness. She and Cui Junyao are separated by a wall, but they have two tempers. This one doesn't like to wander around on weekdays. He likes to recite poems at home and explore the truth in the wind, flowers, snow and moon. Have you ever seen such a battle. Ordinary little lady into the house, will be frightened, not to mention she does not know vulgar things, today is to break her all kinds of beautiful illusions about the outside world. Her mother was not at home, and it was not easy to tell her father that such a big thing had happened. The maidservants around her were even more frightened. When Mrs. Xuan saw this, she took even more pity and advised her in a low voice. With Mrs. Xuan, an old and reliable woman, up to Cui Junyao herself, down to a group of quail-like maidservants, they all had a backbone, and Pei Jingji and Pei Jingzhao, two lovely children of ice and snow, spoke childlike words, and Cui Junyao soon drank the medicine. Then I couldn't help it any longer and burst into tears with a "wow". Mrs. Xuan held her in her arms and patted her on the back again and again. "Well, it's all right. It's all right. I'm not afraid." Cui Junyao cried so hard that she almost couldn't breathe. Seeing this, Xuan Yuening beckoned the two children to come over and asked Cui Junyao's maid to wait for them to go to bed. She touched their heads and said, "You have nothing to do here. Go to bed." The two children were reluctant to part with each other, but they obediently followed the maid. Xuan Yuening looked into the courtyard. After Cui Leng got rid of Mrs. Xuan to take care of Cui Junyao, he left behind the most capable servant and followed Governor Huang to look for the hateful clansmen. There is a thief into their own little lady's house, if she, she will not let go of those people! On the edge of the bed, Mrs. Xuan wiped Cui Junyao's slap face and combed her hair again. She moved gently and asked softly: "Does it hurt? Did it pull you?" Xuan Yuening listened to a body of goose bumps, this is not her mother, when her mother will speak like this. After Cui Junyao cried, she was still sobbing. Mrs. Xuan put on a beautiful flying bun for her, decorated only with pink silks and satins, and said to her, "The least valuable thing is tears. What's the use of crying?" This suddenly raised tone, startled Cui Junyao,Pallet rack supplier, Leng Leng looked at her, perhaps did not expect how suddenly like a changed person. Only Xuan Yuening covered his face and wanted to run away. Cui Junyao was not her. The delicate and weak little lady had never been spoken loudly. This Xiang Xuan's wife is already scolding, "can you be touched or touched by him?"? Are you the one who did the wrong thing? Why do you cry alone? Is your life so worthless? 。 omracking.com

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