Yang Yong sat down and said, "I don't know what I do. It's not like a serious job anyway. Sometimes I stay home for a whole day without going out, and sometimes I go out for several days. I..."
Bang!
Before Yang Yong could finish what he said, the door of the west wing was kicked open from the inside. Tang Meili put on a pair of pajamas. The pajamas were also close-fitting and sexy, and outlined her figure in a seductive way. She faced Yang Yong.
He scolded me: "Young surnamed Yang, do you want to have a son without an asshole? You are chewing on my tongue through a door and paying so much attention to me. Could it be that you have a secret crush on me and want to be unfaithful to me?"
"
Yang Yong's face turned red with anger. He stood up and was about to argue with Tang Meili, but there was a fight between a man and a woman, no matter whether it was a civil fight or a physical fight, and no matter whether it was justified or not, it would end in the end anyway.
They were all unreasonable. Before Lin Kun could stop him, Uncle Li, who was enjoying a cerebral thrombosis at the door, covered his chest and greeted Yang Yong: "Xiao, Xiao Yang, stop arguing, help me get the medicine..."
"
Uncle Li has a bad heart. Everyone in this garden knows that it is pitiful for him to be alone in this remote and backward alley at his age without any relatives to take care of him. Yang Yong usually helps
Uncle Li is very busy. This hospital
He basically helped with the rough and heavy work in the house, but Uncle Li was also very partial. He didn't give Yang Yong a single rent reduction, but instead gave Tang Meili two rent reductions.
Not to mention, this is really an old pervert.
Uncle Li was in critical condition. Naturally, Yang Yong could not continue to argue with Tang Meili, so he rushed into Uncle Li's room to get medicine for him. Yang Yong walked into the room, and Lin Kun clearly saw that Uncle Li
Deliberately reaching out from his pocket and pulling it out, a small medicine bottle fell to the ground with a soft clatter.
When Yang Congyang came out of the main room panting and sweating profusely, but this was a time when life was at stake, he hurriedly ran to Uncle Li and asked as he ran: "Uncle Li, where do you put your medicine?"
Yes, there is none on the table in the room..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Yong saw the medicine bottle on the ground. Uncle Li continued to use his acting skills at this moment, pointing to the ground with his hand tremblingly, "Medicine, medicine..."
Yang Yong quickly picked up the medicine, opened it and patted it on his palm. The medicine bottle was actually empty. Yang Yong was stunned. At the same time, Uncle Li was also stunned. There was no medicine in the medicine bottle. He also
How can he continue to act? According to the normal routine, he has to swallow two pills of medicinal materials to return to normal. Yang Yong asked Uncle Li anxiously: "Uncle Li, you have taken all the medicine, is there anything else in the house?"
"
Uncle Li shook his head, still looking weak. Lin Kun looked on and found it funny. Although the old man looked like he was in the advanced stage of cerebral thrombosis, his mind was clear, because he was afraid of Yang Yong and Tang
Meimei got into a fight, so she acted like this.
Tang Meili didn't seem to care about Mr. Li's life and death, and closed the door with a bang. Just when Mr. Li was about to stop acting, a crisp voice came from outside the door, "Here comes the medicine!"
Yang Wenhui ran in, quickly opened a small medicine bottle and gave medicine to Uncle Li. Uncle Li quickly opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine, then took a deep breath and pretended to be fine.
Yang Yong looked at Yang Wenhui doubtfully, and was even more surprised when his eyes fell on the medicine in her hand, and said: "Wenhui, this medicine..."
Yang Wenhui wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Uncle Li has finished taking his medicine. He asked me to bring him some from the hospital today. Fortunately, I came back in time."
Yang Yong said: "That's not what I'm talking about, but the medicine in your hand. Are you sure it's heart disease medicine?"
Yang Wenhui: "..."
Uncle Li's disguise was finally revealed. Yang Wenhui took the wrong medicine in a panic. The bottle contained ordinary vitamin medicine, not heart disease medicine at all.
The dinner was very sumptuous. Lin Kun, Song Xinyi, Yang Yong, and Yang Wenhui gathered around the table. Originally, Yang Yong asked Uncle Li to come over and eat together, but the old man had no face to face it, so he slowly moved back to the room and closed the door.
The door.
Yang Wenhui picked up the cup and saluted Lin Kun, "Brother Lin, I didn't expect to see you again. It's so great. I have always been grateful for your help to my brother before. I toast you with this cup!"
Lin Kun smiled and raised his glass, "Don't say that, sister, you worked very hard to take care of Chengcheng back then. I should also toast you. I'll do it first, you can do whatever you want."
Lin Kun raised his head and drank the wine, but Yang Wenhui focused her eyes on Song Xinyi's face who was picking up vegetables. She had met Chu Jingyao before, and the girl in front of her was obviously not Chengcheng's mother. When she thought of this, she
The look he looked at Lin Kun was also a little strange.
After a pleasant meal, the couple who lived in the front house came back with their children. The couple was nearly forty, and the child must be in junior high school. The child seemed to be very introverted, but the couple was very
Cheerful, we went to the public kitchen to cook together after we came back, and even said hello to Yang Yong.
Halfway through dinner, a few people suddenly came in at the door of the small courtyard. The leader was a man with a thin and long face. He had a long, slicked-back hair that was popular in the 1980s. The few hairs on his head were shiny and shiny, and he walked a little awkwardly.
The hunchback seems to be weighed down by the heavy gold chain tied around my neck, and here
Behind this man were five men who were equally arrogant. As soon as they walked into the courtyard, the man with a long and thin face kicked over the small bench of Mr. Li's car at the door. Several other people also found some casually.
They were kicking things and having a shuddering attitude, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were ruffians.
The leader's slender face glanced at Lin Kun and others who were eating in the yard, and his eyes fell on Yang Wenhui's face. A trace of wretchedness immediately flashed in those inverted triangular eyes. When his eyes fell on Song Xinyi again, a pair of beady eyes
They almost fell down in shock.
When Yang Yong saw that this man was mean and his eyes were full of blasphemy, he couldn't help but frown, but he didn't dare to express it too much. He just stood up and said with a smile: "Brother, come on.
Are we looking for someone here?"
The long and thin man was admiring the beauty of the two beauties, especially Song Xinyi. He swore he had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life. He was suddenly interrupted. He glanced sideways at Yang Yong with an impatient look on his face and said:
"We are looking for someone. Do you know Tang Meili?"
The expression on Yang Yong's face was slightly stunned, and he continued to say with a smile: "Friends, what do you want from Yang Meili?"
Before the lanky face could speak, a young man with a crew cut and a Chinese-character face behind him spat at Xingzi and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? That slut owes money to our elder brother. We are here to demand the debt. You
Do you really know Tang Meili?"
Yang Yong glanced at the door of the west wing. At the door of the west wing, Tang Meili had her back to the door, nervous sweat on her face, and her hands were clenched tightly... (To be continued)