The ancestors were all dumbfounded and stared blankly at this scene.

Porridge had already begun the next step, pulling the woman and sitting down again.

"Auntie, please wait for me for a moment. I'll make a call."

As she said that, the little fat paw touched her phone and watch. Qin Lie came over and took a look, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.

When did their relationship become so good?

Over there, Lawyer Feng quickly got through, and his usually cold voice said with a hint of gentleness: "Porridge."

"Uncle Feng." Hearing his voice, Porridge's eyes suddenly widened. He hurriedly told the guest's story and asked, "Uncle Feng, is there anything else I can do for her?"

She only knows how to do it, but not the marriage law.

Over there, Lawyer Feng pushed aside the tens of millions of cases he had in hand, reopened a document, and quickly wrote down a few keywords.

Said: "Since her husband has passed away, she is the first heir, and she can inherit his movable and immovable properties."

"In addition, his pension and provident fund are also inheritable."

Hearing this, Porridge quickly turned on the speaker and signaled the woman to listen carefully.

Women didn't understand these things at all, so they hurriedly joined in.

Lawyer Feng continued: "As well as the money her husband spent on a third party, they can all be recovered."

This can still be recovered.

The woman was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.

Over there, Lawyer Feng heard the outsider's voice, and his tone instantly became businesslike, "Okay, that turns out to be your joint property during marriage."

"You can just ask a lawyer to help you with the specific content. It's very simple and not too difficult."

The woman took note of the key points he said, nodded repeatedly, and asked him a few more questions.

Porridge's arms were almost sore. After they finished chatting, he hurriedly took it back and said, "Uncle Feng, thank you. When are you free, I'll treat you to dinner."

Hearing this, Lawyer Feng chuckled lightly, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Qin Lie say: "He doesn't have time, he has to work overtime this weekend."

Lawyer Feng: “…”

He picked up the labor law aside with an expressionless face. It was time to educate the boss about the law.

Qin Lie said casually, and Porridge did not have any doubts at all. He only said in disappointment: "Okay, Uncle Feng, please pay more attention to rest. I will go visit you on the weekend and bring you something delicious."

Hearing this, Lawyer Feng laughed slowly again, "Okay."

Knowing that Qin Lie was domineering, he hung up the phone without saying much.

But logically speaking, he understood him.

If he had such a lovely daughter, he would wish she could talk to him alone.

But legally, he still has to discuss the issue of working hours with him.

Lunchou didn't know that he had been deceived by Qin Lie again. After hanging up the phone, he raised his head and asked the woman in front of him, "Auntie, do you understand?"

"Yeah." The woman nodded repeatedly and looked at Zorridge gratefully, "Thank you, little girl."

"It should be, it should be." Porridge waved his little fat paws and smiled like a lucky cat, "You should cry more sadly when you get to the hospital."

Although her husband is a scumbag, he can't give anyone any excuse.

People are often more tolerant of people who have passed away.

The woman nodded, glanced at her gratefully, and left.

Porridge held his chubby face, very happy that he had helped someone solve something.

Grandmaster looked on from the side with a complicated expression on his face.

But I no longer resisted at the beginning.

Suddenly I felt that there was nothing wrong with what the little fat girl did.

There is no sympathy for a scumbag who betrays the wife who raised his children and his savior.

That's right, why did it happen today?

This made Qiu Qiu firmly believe that getting close to a man would make him lose money.

Dad was indeed right!

Um!

Porridge muttered, lulling himself to sleep.

At this moment, Zhaocaifa was suddenly grabbed.

Porridge looked up and saw a baby face.

"Brother!" When she saw the person coming, her eyes lit up and she said excitedly.

Lan Tian looked at her with a smile on his face.

He squatted on the ground to be at eye level with her, looked at her stall, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Are these the things you set up your stall?"

"Yes, yes." As he said that, Qunchu grabbed a handful of amulets from the stall and gave them to him, "Here, it's a gift for my brother."

Lan Tian did not refuse and raised his hand to take it, more curious about the porridge.

This is following Ye Lingfeng on a mission, and she is also good at medical skills. Now she can actually draw talismans. What else can she not do?

Thinking about it, he became curious and asked.

Hearing this, Qi Zhou thought about it carefully and said with a smile on his chubby face: "I can do everything! I am the best!"

Really immodest.

Lan Tian burst out laughing, pinched her chubby face, and smiled even happier.

Porridge looked at him, then looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he leaned over and asked softly: "Brother, do you have any news about my father?"

Little Fatty counted on her fingers. Her father had been gone for several days and he hadn't sent her a message. Did he forget about her?

Thinking about it, Porridge's mouth pouted even higher, with an unhappy look on his face.

Lan Tian thought for a moment, they did not belong to the same system as the Fourth Bureau, but sometimes they would cooperate with them on tasks, and he could know a little bit about their movements.

He couldn't say anything specific. He just touched Porridge's head and said, "Don't worry, your father is so powerful, he must be fine."

Of course.

Her father is the most powerful.

She just missed him a little bit.

Thinking of this, Qunchu held his chubby face and sighed heavily.

Qin Lie came over, touched her head, and comforted her: "He is fine."

There is still time to get jealous with him.

But he actually didn't even have time to reply to Porridge. I'm afraid he was really busy during this period.

Speaking of which, that person is real.

Sometimes you show off to him, but you don’t have time to send even a few seconds’ voice message to Porridge?

It's really not Ye Lingfeng's fault.

He had just returned over there and was about to send a message to Porridge.

As a result, before I had time to type, the task came again.

It was so urgent that he didn't even have time to change his equipment. He only replenished some ammunition and left again.

At this time, he was sitting on a tree in the primeval forest, chewing herbs in his mouth.

On the side, Wan Leng finished his alert and made sure there were no enemies around, then turned to look at Ye Lingfeng, who had been bitten just to save him.

Worried: "Boss, how are you?"

Ye Lingfeng shook his head and applied the herbal medicine to the wound, his face pale.

"Fortunately, there is porridge medicine."

When he left, Qunchu stuffed him with a lot of medicine, including one that could cure hundreds of poisons. Otherwise, his life would have been decided here today.

Sure enough, he still had to rely on his daughter.
Chapter completed!