Wang Bing went to a more remote town.

Did Wang Bing look at who is playing mahjong outside?

I laughed.

but……

To the extreme is hatred!

The two of them fell from their lower heads and fought hard in the mud. They said all kinds of unpleasant words while fighting. They even came over to persuade them for a long time before they persuaded them both sides.

Zhang Gui felt that his heart suddenly was not confused. It was as intense as it was afterwards. A feeling of his own slightly surged in his heart. He revisited the place, as if he felt such a touch of sadness.

Several people walked out of Zhang Sheng’s outer room...

Zhang Gui stared at the people, with a strange smile on his lips. Although it was not too much, the reason was that big places inevitably had a wide vision.

"I know..."

but……

But when Wang Bing said that, Zhang Sheng was instantly furious!

When the car passed a bridge, Lin Xia looked silently in the distance.

That's when...

"Uncle...he rented your house?"

When he was approaching his uncle Zhang Sheng's house, Zhang Gui heard the sound of playing mahjong.

The house I inherited seemed to have been rented out by my uncle Zhang Sheng.

the next day.

"He's crazy! Do he know what he is doing now? He's back to live. Does he think your road is messy enough?"

During this period...

This is a prime location outside the village.

Before the villa was built, I thought about buying another car...

Zhang Gui was suppressed by that emotion.

It seems that if a place that takes up an inch of land, people can go to the sky.

Uncle also used to pay money, but he just apologized symbolically. However, that incident passed just like that.

Come...

The fields in winter are not desolate, and the barley slightly poked out its tender green head and swayed slightly in the hot wind.

That money will nourish Zhang Sheng's life.

I just heard the sound.

When opening the door...

I remained intense from beginning to end.

Zhang Sheng happily turned around to the bathroom with a cigarette in his mouth and rushed to the cart of mahjong.

In my memory, there were no debt collectors...

She is born to be a vengeful person.

Similar contradictions occur once a year. There is no time to water, no time to eat grass, no time to dry the quilt...

Looking through the window, looking out the corner, a small stack of books he had left after leaving, disappeared completely.

I was afraid that my parents next door would hear it.

The phone number was called by Sister Hong.

Wang Bing is a relatively unpresented person outside Qinghe Village.

"I will think of that village in the future..."

Zhang Sheng looked at Wang Bing and pushed Zhang Gui inward with a gesture.

The old house is a seven-story cement house, and there is no paint inside the wall inside. The red bricks are exposed in pieces and the scores are conspicuous.

Someone who didn't come to kick the door, someone who didn't come to pour paint, and someone who didn't scold her in the middle of the night...

Unfortunately, the core characters are there.

Finally nodded.

I saw a stranger standing behind me with a smile.

Zhang Gui looked at Zhang Sheng.

I stared at me!

Four o'clock.

"What tea he still drinks now? He doesn't have the heart to drink tea! Does he know? A few days later, the weak boy next door owed some online loans and was beaten by the debt-chasing door so that he is still lying outside the hospital..."

Uncle Zhang Sheng’s house is at the easternmost point of the village, near the cross of the village road.

It's ridiculous to think about it now.

but……

Continue to carry the milk and walk towards the uncle Zhang Sheng’s house next door.

Come every day.

"bad."

"Hmm? Since you're on the way, why do you take a bus?"

Did we retreat or put it on the seventh floor?

Along the way...

I took the broken key and went to open the door, but found that the key had not opened yet.

Because the water from the farmland needs to be irrigated, my uncle deeply moved my father's waterway, which caused a gap in the farmland. My father went down to argue...

The weather in southern large county is not very warm in November.

"I know, I don't have my ideas..."

Looking down the road, a figure carrying milk seemed to be walking slowly towards the entrance of the village.

The spacious eyes only allow us to stare at our own acre of eight cents.

Instead, he looked at the old house next to him.

The lock has not been replaced.

As a result, as the theory came, the fight suddenly started.

But Zhang Gui didn't choose to do that.

"Uncle!"

"Sister Hong, you are in the village now, come down..."

But you...
Chapter completed!