Li Xiuling was actually a little shocked at Xiaojuan's behavior.
Especially after this incident was later confirmed from Linlin.
They are indeed cousins, and their mothers are real sisters.
In addition, both families have only this one child, so the relationship between Xiaojuan and Linlin is almost equivalent to a real sister.
What kind of place is the dance hall? How can a girl with such a close relationship be brought here?
Oh, then you... girl, you are still a big girl in yellow, just come here... Then... Li Xiuling sighed, but she couldn't hide her doubts and surprises.
I... I just make some money for dancing... Linlin answered hesitantly, and the two sat on the sofa at the edge of the Mingqu dance floor chatting. Li Xiuling was lazy and letting herself rest for a while.
It had been a week now, and they had contacted each other several times, and they gradually became familiar with each other.
Linlin's family was also in trouble. She barely graduated from junior high school and helped her farm at home for several years. She finally couldn't bear the day after day of poverty. She didn't want to follow the arrangements of her family to get married, so she ran out to join her cousin and wanted to work and make money.
Xiaojuan herself ate this bowl of food that sells herself in the dance hall, so she had no ability to arrange it, so she let her find several restaurants to sell goods in the shoe store.
However, this girl has grown up in a remote country since she was a child. She has never seen any world and is not satisfied with her words and affairs.
Later, Xiaojuan actually wanted to make more money without being tired. She didn't know how to do ideological work and brought a dance hall. The country girl had little knowledge and lacked correct three-view education since she was a child. When she first arrived, she was inevitably confused by the bright lights and wine in the city.
What's more, she has her own plans.
Sister...I actually have a partner at home... Linlin blushed and said hesitantly: His family is poor, and my mother doesn't agree with anything she says...
What about him?Come out with you?
No... His father is in poor health... No one is growing at home... I thought about making more money. In the future... my mother can't make things difficult for our marriage... Li Xiuling said oh, and suddenly turned her head. The so-called yellow-flowered daughter is probably because she was worried too much.
After Zhou Xianghong packed up Dazhuang, she sat alone in a daze.
After Lao Zhao's incident, she often sat alone at home for half a day.
Resisting the hustle and bustle of demolition, rushing in from outside the window.
A few days ago, the street organized some people to do work from house to house. There were often knocks in the corridors, and then there were scolding and insults. Perhaps Aunt An and others would do so a few tricks. Whose wife in the community who had been transferred in to work in the formal establishment suffered a lot.
I haven't been here in the past two days, but there are some more people in the community who are inexplicably busy. The residents have built small sheds in front of and behind the building and were often killed.
The old Feng, who likes to pick up waste in the back building, stood in the alley every day and cried.
It is said that in the middle of the night before yesterday, a pile of smelly domestic garbage was thrown away by Aunt An’s door. In the morning, the neighbors who were opposite the door came out and were almost rushed back to the house by flies.
The residents of the buildings in front and behind spent a whole day with Aunt An’s roar, and then naturally he gave a speech in the community, vowing to fight against the evil forces to the end.
But what does that have to do with her?
Unfortunately and ups and downs, she recently added a few traces of white hair to her temples, and the wrinkles on the corners of her eyes and forehead have also become a little bit worse.
It's really hard to live.
Her period was completely gone. She has felt her vagina was dry in recent days and she was also a little itchy from time to time.
This is a normal physiological reaction, which is caused by endocrine disorders.
She was anxious and depressed, and always felt unable to breathe, but all of this could be overcome, or it was not important.
In any case, people have to live, and often not for themselves.
This family needs itself because the wife has sacrificed herself to rush forward.
Thinking of her wife, she felt another slight sadness that was indescribable.
That was a good girl, and she thought so when she first saw her.
Dazhuang is down-to-earth and Li Xiuling is virtuous. Although Dazhuang's father left early, the family should have been happy and harmonious, especially later, it was added with joy.
However, everything changed overnight. She felt that the people in this family seemed to be soaked in a viscous and rotten vortex and slowly sinking.
She was panicked and worried, and she wanted to seize something that could be maintained by instinct, at least to maintain it.
But Lao Zhao's affairs took a step in her heart again.
If time could go back, Zhou Xianghong even thought that he had never known Lao Zhao, then maybe he would still be alive, maybe he would know another person and spend his old age in peace.
Instead of being like now, the passing is gone, and the rest of your life will be sad.
Thinking of Lao Zhao, she thought of Dazhuang's father again, and then Dazhuang...
These days, there was a vague idea in her heart, as dark as ink.
Could it be that he defeated them...
A few knocks woke her up from her thoughts.
It’s impossible that Li Xiuling is back. She has the key and always opens the door by herself.
It is unlikely that someone is related to the demolition. During this period, they have cleverly avoided their homes.
Zhou Xianghong knew that someone had registered, and among the crowd, his family was now an activist in cooperating with the government's work, and even smashing glass would not hurt his family by accident.
She was puzzled, but she walked over and asked her face to the door: Who is Ah?
Is it Zhou Xianghong’s family?
The male voice outside the door was a little bored: Please open the door, a friend asked me to tell me something about Mr. Zhao Zhenping.
Listening to the sound is a stranger.
She lay on the door and listened again. It was quiet outside, and the man didn't make any sound after he finished speaking.
Zhou Xianghong originally didn't want to open the door, but the three words Zhao Zhenping made her confused. Zhao Zhenping was Lao Zhao.
No matter what it is, it seems that it is not suitable for someone to talk in the corridor through the door.
He pressed the door lock by a devil, and when she came to her senses, the door had already opened.
Zhou Xianghong suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly wanted to close the door again, but a wide palm had already reached into the crack of the door and grabbed the door firmly.
Then, the door was opened, and a fat man with a little dark skin took a step: Well, it seems that he was looking for the wrong person...
The fat man was about forty years old, big and thick, with a big face and double chin, a bulging belly like a pot, wearing a fancy half-sleeved sleeves and big shorts, a black leather bag under his arms, and a slight hissing sound was made during his breathing.
Zhou Xianghong reached out to stop him in surprise: Hey, who are you?...Why did you come in?!
The fat man didn't say anything, but just walked in on his own. Zhou Xianghong stretched out his blocking arm, which was light and light to the fat man's weight and strength, as if it didn't do anything at all.
There was also a man with a buzz cut in his head, who was only in his twenties, with big black vests and big shorts, and a piece of tendon. He followed him in, tilted his head and looked at Zhou Xianghong, unable to tell what his eyes were, and snorted from his mouth.
Zhou Xianghong grabbed his arm: Who are you? I didn’t let you in!
Banbuhou shook her shoulders and shook her hand away. He leaned his head and walked in, and looked around for a few glances: Brother Qiang, this family is so poor!
Zhou Xianghong said a few times, and saw that no one paid attention to her, she had to turn around and walk into the house.
She was so careful that she just closed the door without locking it.
The fat man walked to the living room wall, sat on the chair and immediately let out a creak and exhaled: Sister, close the door, there is no one outside anymore.I guess you can't let your neighbors hear what we are going to say.
Zhou Xianghong stopped and replied with a tough bullet: What's wrong with you? Just say that, my man will get off work later... Hey, don't go to that house!
The buzz cutter glanced in through the crack in the bedroom door, stretched his head and looked into the kitchen, then turned around, leaned against the wall with his arms held, with a bad expression.
The fat man took off the bag he was holding, threw it on the table beside him, crossed his legs, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it himself, and then threw another one to the buzz cut. When he lit it, he spit out a cigarette ring, looked her up and down, and said with a smile: You are Zhou Xianghong... Brother, I am not a fool, there are no men at work in your family.
The windows are open, and although the wind is not strong, they can finally circulate and bring out the smoke from the house.
But Zhou Xianghong's sweat couldn't be done at once.
There was a little more trembling in her tone: You...what are you doing? Say something quickly!
This is our Qiang Brother.The buzz cutter is said behind the red circumference.The fat man took another sip of cigarette: Mr. Zhao Zhenping, you know him.Our brothers came for his business today.
I... don't know much... Zhou Xianghong answered carefully.
Not familiar with it?The fat man glanced at Zhou Xianghong and sneered: You can sleep together if you are not familiar with it. If you are familiar with it, you will not have a child!The buzz cutter is also a pleasure to be at the back.
Zhou Xianghong's face changed: Don't talk nonsense!I tell you, if you have something to do, why don’t I call someone? Ah!
Hey, we did nothing, just shout and see who looks bad on his face.You just ran to my house...
That door was opened by you.
You... Zhou Xianghong was angry for a moment, but she knew that she was at a disadvantage at the moment, and her tone couldn't help but soften: What's wrong with you?
It's nothing, I don't like to go around the corner, so I'll just say it.
The fat man threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his feet: I can't care whether I can sleep or not.Mr. Zhao is gone, you know this... Hey, I don’t care why he is gone... He waved his hand at Zhou Xianghong: But before the old man left, he withdrew some money from the bank... Did he take it away for you?
What money?I don’t know... Although I don’t know how the fat man learned about the money, Zhou Xianghong understood that he could not admit it under this situation.
Lao Zhao took the money to help her, but now that others have left, no one knows the story.
What's more, Lao Zhao's children didn't like her, so maybe the fat man was entrusted by them to ask for the money.
If she had enough money, she should have sent the money back to her family. But the current financial conditions at home, let alone 30,000 yuan, is the only one at the moment. She still doesn't know that Li Xiuling has completely sold her life.
The fat man smiled and pointed Zhou Xianghong with his hands, and touched the cigarette box and lit one.
The buzz cut suddenly shouted from behind, which scared Zhou Xianghong: Stop talking nonsense!Be honest with my brother Qiang!
Alas, Xiaoguo Ah, don’t scare you Sister Zhou… The fat man turned his face and looked at Zhou Xianghong: I’m afraid you won’t be able to admit this.The money that Mr. Zhao had withdrawn two days before leaving was gone, and you had contacted him during that period, and your relationship was unclear.Not only money, he also asks someone to help you do things, right?
The fat man sucked a sip of cigarette: Brother, there is nothing else to do today, you should pay back the money.
I really don’t know... Zhou Xianghong is actually so guilty that she is sweating all over her palms.
Look, you are not honest at all... The fat man spread his hands: What, do you have to ask everyone to explain clearly in person?Your place is so small, so we have to stand downstairs and say that everyone is not good-looking in terms of face...
You...who are you looking for!Zhou Xianghong was also a little anxious: Do you have any evidence that I took the 30,000 yuan, do you have any IOUs?!
Hey, hey, that's right. Look, I didn't say how much it was just now... The buzz cutter laughed with the fat man.
I...I guess...
The two of them were angry, and the buzz cutter was next to them, and they put on a gun and a stick. The fat man slapped his thigh: Come on, it's getting late, and I didn't expect to finish this matter today.Xiaoguo, let’s find a place to drink with me!
He stood up, took the bag and walked out, which was exactly the same as Zhou Xiang's red intention. She wanted these two guys who knew they were not good at first sight to leave quickly, and secretly reminded herself in her heart that she would not open the door easily in the future.
The buzz cut had already stepped out of the door. The fat man walked to the hall. She then turned her body and barely moved to the center of the living room. She was about to wait for them to go out and then rushed over and locked it first. However, the fat man paused, turned around and put his hand on the small cabinet with the TV: I advise you to think about this matter carefully, and brothers will come again another day.I'm here for the first time today. I'm kind of giving you face, but next time... I may not be there... He turned around and gently lifted the cabinet inadvertently. The elderly TV suddenly fell from it.
Zhou Xianghong yelled and rushed forward, but she didn't have time. The TV fell not far from her feet and made a loud bang.
The glass of the imaging tube flew around, and a few pieces hit her leg, which felt like a needle prick.
Dazhuang was also awakened in the room and made a whisper like asking.
Zhou Xianghong was anxious and angry. The fat man turned around and glanced at the ground like a person who was fine: Oh, it’s a pity that Ah, it’s going to be sold to a ragged person, so it’s going to be fifty yuan... After saying that, he walked out with a smile, and the two went downstairs. Zhou Xianghong rushed over and closed the door, and heard a voice with an echo from the corridor: You really don’t say it, this old lady is quite...
She lay on the door and panted, feeling the heart of her hands was cold. Then she forced herself to support her, and went to the bedroom to comfort Dazhuang. He was awakened by the loud noise and then turned back to the living room, staring blankly at the broken TV on the ground.
The glass burst everywhere, and even the ground was hit with a clear mark.
If it is broken, it is broken. No matter how much you feel sorry for it, it will not be able to piece it back together into a TV that can watch cartoons and TV series.
She took the broom and slowly searched for every corner, carefully collected the broken glass and some other fragments together, then picked it up into an old newspaper, wrapped it into a ball, stuffed it into a deformed TV shell, and thought while cleaning up, how to explain to her when Lele came back tonight.
Li Xiuling didn't express any distress about breaking the TV.
It’s not that I don’t feel sorry for me, but my mother-in-law explained that she accidentally touched her while cleaning, so that’s all.
It is said that the child is very dissatisfied. She was originally a must-see cartoon every day.
When Li Xiuling arrived home in the evening, the child had just been coaxed to sleep shortly after being coaxed by Zhou Xianghong.
Li Xiuling was thinking about what kind of TV to buy is the most cost-effective. Her mother-in-law's complicated face was mistaken for embarrassment, and she comforted her a few words.
Zhou Xianghong didn't say anything. She subconsciously thought that as long as she was careful in the future and did not allow strangers to come in.
She was afraid that her daughter-in-law would get angry and she did not mention what happened during the day at all, thinking that even if it was covered in everything, she would be calm.
From this we can see that different living environments of people will bring them different ideas of looking at problems.
What's more, Zhou Xianghong is just a housewife from a rural background. If the audience of this incident during the day was Li Xiuling, maybe the whole incident would have turned completely differently.
She has not considered the threat of the fat man before leaving.
But firstly, she felt that the fat man dared not do anything out of order, and secondly, the other party did not have real evidence to borrow money, so she didn't have to worry too much. Even if she went to a lawsuit, the other party would not win.
Of course, this will definitely be damaged for face, but at least the family’s financial situation can be preserved.
She is in a bad mood recently and has not paid much attention to the demolition confrontation in the community, otherwise she might have a clear understanding of the moral limits of fat people and others.
Two days passed and there was nothing wrong, and her heart gradually relaxed.
However, time is a road that cannot be turned back. Many years later, when Zhou Xianghong occasionally recalled this experience and her way of dealing with it, she was left with only numbness and sighs.
On the third day, the fat man came again.
Especially after this incident was later confirmed from Linlin.
They are indeed cousins, and their mothers are real sisters.
In addition, both families have only this one child, so the relationship between Xiaojuan and Linlin is almost equivalent to a real sister.
What kind of place is the dance hall? How can a girl with such a close relationship be brought here?
Oh, then you... girl, you are still a big girl in yellow, just come here... Then... Li Xiuling sighed, but she couldn't hide her doubts and surprises.
I... I just make some money for dancing... Linlin answered hesitantly, and the two sat on the sofa at the edge of the Mingqu dance floor chatting. Li Xiuling was lazy and letting herself rest for a while.
It had been a week now, and they had contacted each other several times, and they gradually became familiar with each other.
Linlin's family was also in trouble. She barely graduated from junior high school and helped her farm at home for several years. She finally couldn't bear the day after day of poverty. She didn't want to follow the arrangements of her family to get married, so she ran out to join her cousin and wanted to work and make money.
Xiaojuan herself ate this bowl of food that sells herself in the dance hall, so she had no ability to arrange it, so she let her find several restaurants to sell goods in the shoe store.
However, this girl has grown up in a remote country since she was a child. She has never seen any world and is not satisfied with her words and affairs.
Later, Xiaojuan actually wanted to make more money without being tired. She didn't know how to do ideological work and brought a dance hall. The country girl had little knowledge and lacked correct three-view education since she was a child. When she first arrived, she was inevitably confused by the bright lights and wine in the city.
What's more, she has her own plans.
Sister...I actually have a partner at home... Linlin blushed and said hesitantly: His family is poor, and my mother doesn't agree with anything she says...
What about him?Come out with you?
No... His father is in poor health... No one is growing at home... I thought about making more money. In the future... my mother can't make things difficult for our marriage... Li Xiuling said oh, and suddenly turned her head. The so-called yellow-flowered daughter is probably because she was worried too much.
After Zhou Xianghong packed up Dazhuang, she sat alone in a daze.
After Lao Zhao's incident, she often sat alone at home for half a day.
Resisting the hustle and bustle of demolition, rushing in from outside the window.
A few days ago, the street organized some people to do work from house to house. There were often knocks in the corridors, and then there were scolding and insults. Perhaps Aunt An and others would do so a few tricks. Whose wife in the community who had been transferred in to work in the formal establishment suffered a lot.
I haven't been here in the past two days, but there are some more people in the community who are inexplicably busy. The residents have built small sheds in front of and behind the building and were often killed.
The old Feng, who likes to pick up waste in the back building, stood in the alley every day and cried.
It is said that in the middle of the night before yesterday, a pile of smelly domestic garbage was thrown away by Aunt An’s door. In the morning, the neighbors who were opposite the door came out and were almost rushed back to the house by flies.
The residents of the buildings in front and behind spent a whole day with Aunt An’s roar, and then naturally he gave a speech in the community, vowing to fight against the evil forces to the end.
But what does that have to do with her?
Unfortunately and ups and downs, she recently added a few traces of white hair to her temples, and the wrinkles on the corners of her eyes and forehead have also become a little bit worse.
It's really hard to live.
Her period was completely gone. She has felt her vagina was dry in recent days and she was also a little itchy from time to time.
This is a normal physiological reaction, which is caused by endocrine disorders.
She was anxious and depressed, and always felt unable to breathe, but all of this could be overcome, or it was not important.
In any case, people have to live, and often not for themselves.
This family needs itself because the wife has sacrificed herself to rush forward.
Thinking of her wife, she felt another slight sadness that was indescribable.
That was a good girl, and she thought so when she first saw her.
Dazhuang is down-to-earth and Li Xiuling is virtuous. Although Dazhuang's father left early, the family should have been happy and harmonious, especially later, it was added with joy.
However, everything changed overnight. She felt that the people in this family seemed to be soaked in a viscous and rotten vortex and slowly sinking.
She was panicked and worried, and she wanted to seize something that could be maintained by instinct, at least to maintain it.
But Lao Zhao's affairs took a step in her heart again.
If time could go back, Zhou Xianghong even thought that he had never known Lao Zhao, then maybe he would still be alive, maybe he would know another person and spend his old age in peace.
Instead of being like now, the passing is gone, and the rest of your life will be sad.
Thinking of Lao Zhao, she thought of Dazhuang's father again, and then Dazhuang...
These days, there was a vague idea in her heart, as dark as ink.
Could it be that he defeated them...
A few knocks woke her up from her thoughts.
It’s impossible that Li Xiuling is back. She has the key and always opens the door by herself.
It is unlikely that someone is related to the demolition. During this period, they have cleverly avoided their homes.
Zhou Xianghong knew that someone had registered, and among the crowd, his family was now an activist in cooperating with the government's work, and even smashing glass would not hurt his family by accident.
She was puzzled, but she walked over and asked her face to the door: Who is Ah?
Is it Zhou Xianghong’s family?
The male voice outside the door was a little bored: Please open the door, a friend asked me to tell me something about Mr. Zhao Zhenping.
Listening to the sound is a stranger.
She lay on the door and listened again. It was quiet outside, and the man didn't make any sound after he finished speaking.
Zhou Xianghong originally didn't want to open the door, but the three words Zhao Zhenping made her confused. Zhao Zhenping was Lao Zhao.
No matter what it is, it seems that it is not suitable for someone to talk in the corridor through the door.
He pressed the door lock by a devil, and when she came to her senses, the door had already opened.
Zhou Xianghong suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly wanted to close the door again, but a wide palm had already reached into the crack of the door and grabbed the door firmly.
Then, the door was opened, and a fat man with a little dark skin took a step: Well, it seems that he was looking for the wrong person...
The fat man was about forty years old, big and thick, with a big face and double chin, a bulging belly like a pot, wearing a fancy half-sleeved sleeves and big shorts, a black leather bag under his arms, and a slight hissing sound was made during his breathing.
Zhou Xianghong reached out to stop him in surprise: Hey, who are you?...Why did you come in?!
The fat man didn't say anything, but just walked in on his own. Zhou Xianghong stretched out his blocking arm, which was light and light to the fat man's weight and strength, as if it didn't do anything at all.
There was also a man with a buzz cut in his head, who was only in his twenties, with big black vests and big shorts, and a piece of tendon. He followed him in, tilted his head and looked at Zhou Xianghong, unable to tell what his eyes were, and snorted from his mouth.
Zhou Xianghong grabbed his arm: Who are you? I didn’t let you in!
Banbuhou shook her shoulders and shook her hand away. He leaned his head and walked in, and looked around for a few glances: Brother Qiang, this family is so poor!
Zhou Xianghong said a few times, and saw that no one paid attention to her, she had to turn around and walk into the house.
She was so careful that she just closed the door without locking it.
The fat man walked to the living room wall, sat on the chair and immediately let out a creak and exhaled: Sister, close the door, there is no one outside anymore.I guess you can't let your neighbors hear what we are going to say.
Zhou Xianghong stopped and replied with a tough bullet: What's wrong with you? Just say that, my man will get off work later... Hey, don't go to that house!
The buzz cutter glanced in through the crack in the bedroom door, stretched his head and looked into the kitchen, then turned around, leaned against the wall with his arms held, with a bad expression.
The fat man took off the bag he was holding, threw it on the table beside him, crossed his legs, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it himself, and then threw another one to the buzz cut. When he lit it, he spit out a cigarette ring, looked her up and down, and said with a smile: You are Zhou Xianghong... Brother, I am not a fool, there are no men at work in your family.
The windows are open, and although the wind is not strong, they can finally circulate and bring out the smoke from the house.
But Zhou Xianghong's sweat couldn't be done at once.
There was a little more trembling in her tone: You...what are you doing? Say something quickly!
This is our Qiang Brother.The buzz cutter is said behind the red circumference.The fat man took another sip of cigarette: Mr. Zhao Zhenping, you know him.Our brothers came for his business today.
I... don't know much... Zhou Xianghong answered carefully.
Not familiar with it?The fat man glanced at Zhou Xianghong and sneered: You can sleep together if you are not familiar with it. If you are familiar with it, you will not have a child!The buzz cutter is also a pleasure to be at the back.
Zhou Xianghong's face changed: Don't talk nonsense!I tell you, if you have something to do, why don’t I call someone? Ah!
Hey, we did nothing, just shout and see who looks bad on his face.You just ran to my house...
That door was opened by you.
You... Zhou Xianghong was angry for a moment, but she knew that she was at a disadvantage at the moment, and her tone couldn't help but soften: What's wrong with you?
It's nothing, I don't like to go around the corner, so I'll just say it.
The fat man threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his feet: I can't care whether I can sleep or not.Mr. Zhao is gone, you know this... Hey, I don’t care why he is gone... He waved his hand at Zhou Xianghong: But before the old man left, he withdrew some money from the bank... Did he take it away for you?
What money?I don’t know... Although I don’t know how the fat man learned about the money, Zhou Xianghong understood that he could not admit it under this situation.
Lao Zhao took the money to help her, but now that others have left, no one knows the story.
What's more, Lao Zhao's children didn't like her, so maybe the fat man was entrusted by them to ask for the money.
If she had enough money, she should have sent the money back to her family. But the current financial conditions at home, let alone 30,000 yuan, is the only one at the moment. She still doesn't know that Li Xiuling has completely sold her life.
The fat man smiled and pointed Zhou Xianghong with his hands, and touched the cigarette box and lit one.
The buzz cut suddenly shouted from behind, which scared Zhou Xianghong: Stop talking nonsense!Be honest with my brother Qiang!
Alas, Xiaoguo Ah, don’t scare you Sister Zhou… The fat man turned his face and looked at Zhou Xianghong: I’m afraid you won’t be able to admit this.The money that Mr. Zhao had withdrawn two days before leaving was gone, and you had contacted him during that period, and your relationship was unclear.Not only money, he also asks someone to help you do things, right?
The fat man sucked a sip of cigarette: Brother, there is nothing else to do today, you should pay back the money.
I really don’t know... Zhou Xianghong is actually so guilty that she is sweating all over her palms.
Look, you are not honest at all... The fat man spread his hands: What, do you have to ask everyone to explain clearly in person?Your place is so small, so we have to stand downstairs and say that everyone is not good-looking in terms of face...
You...who are you looking for!Zhou Xianghong was also a little anxious: Do you have any evidence that I took the 30,000 yuan, do you have any IOUs?!
Hey, hey, that's right. Look, I didn't say how much it was just now... The buzz cutter laughed with the fat man.
I...I guess...
The two of them were angry, and the buzz cutter was next to them, and they put on a gun and a stick. The fat man slapped his thigh: Come on, it's getting late, and I didn't expect to finish this matter today.Xiaoguo, let’s find a place to drink with me!
He stood up, took the bag and walked out, which was exactly the same as Zhou Xiang's red intention. She wanted these two guys who knew they were not good at first sight to leave quickly, and secretly reminded herself in her heart that she would not open the door easily in the future.
The buzz cut had already stepped out of the door. The fat man walked to the hall. She then turned her body and barely moved to the center of the living room. She was about to wait for them to go out and then rushed over and locked it first. However, the fat man paused, turned around and put his hand on the small cabinet with the TV: I advise you to think about this matter carefully, and brothers will come again another day.I'm here for the first time today. I'm kind of giving you face, but next time... I may not be there... He turned around and gently lifted the cabinet inadvertently. The elderly TV suddenly fell from it.
Zhou Xianghong yelled and rushed forward, but she didn't have time. The TV fell not far from her feet and made a loud bang.
The glass of the imaging tube flew around, and a few pieces hit her leg, which felt like a needle prick.
Dazhuang was also awakened in the room and made a whisper like asking.
Zhou Xianghong was anxious and angry. The fat man turned around and glanced at the ground like a person who was fine: Oh, it’s a pity that Ah, it’s going to be sold to a ragged person, so it’s going to be fifty yuan... After saying that, he walked out with a smile, and the two went downstairs. Zhou Xianghong rushed over and closed the door, and heard a voice with an echo from the corridor: You really don’t say it, this old lady is quite...
She lay on the door and panted, feeling the heart of her hands was cold. Then she forced herself to support her, and went to the bedroom to comfort Dazhuang. He was awakened by the loud noise and then turned back to the living room, staring blankly at the broken TV on the ground.
The glass burst everywhere, and even the ground was hit with a clear mark.
If it is broken, it is broken. No matter how much you feel sorry for it, it will not be able to piece it back together into a TV that can watch cartoons and TV series.
She took the broom and slowly searched for every corner, carefully collected the broken glass and some other fragments together, then picked it up into an old newspaper, wrapped it into a ball, stuffed it into a deformed TV shell, and thought while cleaning up, how to explain to her when Lele came back tonight.
Li Xiuling didn't express any distress about breaking the TV.
It’s not that I don’t feel sorry for me, but my mother-in-law explained that she accidentally touched her while cleaning, so that’s all.
It is said that the child is very dissatisfied. She was originally a must-see cartoon every day.
When Li Xiuling arrived home in the evening, the child had just been coaxed to sleep shortly after being coaxed by Zhou Xianghong.
Li Xiuling was thinking about what kind of TV to buy is the most cost-effective. Her mother-in-law's complicated face was mistaken for embarrassment, and she comforted her a few words.
Zhou Xianghong didn't say anything. She subconsciously thought that as long as she was careful in the future and did not allow strangers to come in.
She was afraid that her daughter-in-law would get angry and she did not mention what happened during the day at all, thinking that even if it was covered in everything, she would be calm.
From this we can see that different living environments of people will bring them different ideas of looking at problems.
What's more, Zhou Xianghong is just a housewife from a rural background. If the audience of this incident during the day was Li Xiuling, maybe the whole incident would have turned completely differently.
She has not considered the threat of the fat man before leaving.
But firstly, she felt that the fat man dared not do anything out of order, and secondly, the other party did not have real evidence to borrow money, so she didn't have to worry too much. Even if she went to a lawsuit, the other party would not win.
Of course, this will definitely be damaged for face, but at least the family’s financial situation can be preserved.
She is in a bad mood recently and has not paid much attention to the demolition confrontation in the community, otherwise she might have a clear understanding of the moral limits of fat people and others.
Two days passed and there was nothing wrong, and her heart gradually relaxed.
However, time is a road that cannot be turned back. Many years later, when Zhou Xianghong occasionally recalled this experience and her way of dealing with it, she was left with only numbness and sighs.
On the third day, the fat man came again.
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