Lian Changhe, upon hearing this, "smack" put down his chopsticks and indignantly said, they're not that hard to find, didn't my brother Bingcheng just randomly bump into his son?
He spoke with righteous fury, "As a long-term worker, he's always absent. I've remembered that fat deadbeat, when I see my son-in-law, I must accuse him, no, that's not how to put it, the official term is to file a complaint against him, right?"
"Right, file a complaint against him!" Lian Bingcheng nodded vigorously, exactly, just file a complaint: "Once I list his crimes, I'll let Musu make a copy, Musu has good handwriting."
The Shadow Guard felt a stir of emotions, these two old men had thought of a new scheme, eh? They used to just grumble but never suggested snitching, and now they grumble and plan to snitch? He suddenly felt a bit of sympathy for their Steward Hu.
