The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 153

Da Fei quickly grabbed the quilt and covered himself, and asked: "Brother Mo, what are you doing?"

Chen Zimo gestured with both hands and said: "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, you mess with you, I'm here to get a cigarette."

After speaking, he reached out and picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out two cigarettes from it, put one in his mouth, and clipped the other to his ear.

"Are you done? Get out of here!" Sister Feng shouted angrily.

Chen Zimo waved his hand: "Okay, you go ahead, I'll go out."

Before he opened the door, Sister Feng patted Da Fei anxiously: "Come on, continue..."

After closing the door, Chen Zimo let out a long sigh, shook his head and said to himself, "Hey, how hungry and thirsty this is."

When he was walking towards the vegetable cellar, the car lights were on outside the yard, and the car seemed to be coming towards Sister Feng's house. He thought to himself: Dadong just left for a while, and he probably just arrived at the abandoned building. It's impossible. Come back so soon, who is that?
He quickly bent down and sneaked into the vegetable cellar.

"Stop listening, someone is coming."

Lin Qiang said: "What's coming?"

Chen Zimo pointed to the courtyard gate outside the small window and said: "Look at it, it seems that there is a car parked at the gate."

"Car?" Yang Fan looked out the door through the small window, and indeed saw a car parked at the door, and the lights were still on.

"Did Dong come back?"

"Impossible." Chen Zimo waved his hand, "It's impossible for Dadong to come back so soon, it will take another half an hour anyway, you two watch here, I'll go to the door of the vegetable cellar to take a look."

Yang Fan nodded and looked out the window.

Chen Zimo hid at the door of the vegetable cellar, and saw that the lights of the car outside the door were off. After the door opened, a man in a ragged jacket came down. Because it was too dark, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he seemed to be unshaven and short in stature. He was still a little wobbly when he walked, and he looked like he had been drinking.

The man pushed open the courtyard door and suddenly stopped, as if listening to the sounds in the house.

In the room, Da Fei and Sister Feng were discussing life intensely, and Sister Feng's cry was clearly heard by the man at the door.

After listening for about four or five seconds, the man quickened his pace, and when he reached the door of the house, he lay on the door and listened for two seconds again, then kicked the door open.

"Well, you bitch, and your mother is making broken shoes at home. If I don't beat you to death today, my surname will not be Zhou."

Seeing that something was wrong, Chen Zimo ran over quickly, and when he reached the door, he directly bumped into Da Fei who was running out.

Da Fei was naked and so frightened that he didn't even wear shoes. He jumped off the kang and ran outside. He happened to bump into Chen Zimo and both of them fell to the ground.

When the man turned his head and saw another Chen Zimo on the ground, he shouted furiously, "Well, you bitch, there is more than one man hiding in the house."

After finishing speaking, he jumped onto the kang and kicked Sister Feng. Not to be outdone, Sister Feng stood up naked and hugged the man. She threw the man under her body with all her strength. After that, Sister Feng picked his hair and scolded him. Said: "You still have the face to come back? Is it because you have finished being cool outside, you have no money, and you came home to ask your mother for money? Can I do it if I don't buy broken shoes? You don't go home once for several fucking months. What's the point of me being with you?" She said, and slapped the man on the face a few more times, but unexpectedly, the man didn't resist at all, letting Sister Feng slap her his face.

Dafei and Chen Zimo dare not go in outside the door now. Sister Feng got up from the man and put on her clothes slowly. From the beginning to the end, the man didn't sit up, and lay there all the time with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep. Same.

"You two come in."

Sister Feng said to the two at the door in a low voice.

Chen Zimo and Da Fei saw that Sister Feng had put on her clothes and walked in. Da Fei quickly picked up the clothes and put them on.

Chen Zimo sat on the chair and asked, "What's going on?"

Sister Feng stroked her hair a few times and said, "This is my dead ghost. His name is Zhou Wei. Everyone in the village calls him Er Gouzi. He hasn't come back for several months. He only gambles and drinks outside, relying on the money he saved a few years ago. The money is enough to survive, this time I think the money has been spent."

Chen Zimo understood what he meant, nodded and smiled helplessly.

Er Gouzi turned over, sat up, took out a box of cigarettes that had been crushed from his pocket, took out a cigarette from it, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "Dude, is there a fire?"

Chen Zimo took out the lighter and threw it to him.

After he lit it, he took a deep breath and said slightly: "I don't care who they are, and I don't care what you are doing. I'm here to ask you for money. If you don't give me money, I will make you feel better." No."

The man pointed at Sister Feng and said.

Sister Feng pushed him away and pointed to her hand and said, "Don't dream, I won't give you money, go wherever you like."

Er Gouzi raised his arm and slapped Sister Feng.

"Fuck you!" Sister Feng swung her arm and hit Er Gouzi on the face, then picked his hair again, pressed him down, and cursed while beating: "Unless you want my Otherwise, you won’t even try to take a penny of this money.”

Er Gouzi struggled a few times, then gave up, Sister Feng let go of the kang, sat next to Dafei and said, "From now on, you don't care about my affairs, I will be with whoever I like."

Er Gouzi sat up, touched the kang, touched the cigarette that fell just now, put it in his mouth and smoked it, and it went out, then picked up the lighter and lit it, and said: "You can do whatever you want, If you don't give me money, I'll sell this house tomorrow, do you believe it?"

"Brother, let me say a few words." Chen Zimo said expressionlessly.

Ergouzi glanced at him and said, "Can you say a few words? What the hell do you do?"

"I don't do anything, but I have money."

When Er Gouzi heard that he was rich, he immediately cheered up and asked, "What's the matter? What do you mean?"

In the vegetable cellar, Yang Fan and Lin Qiang listened to the quarrel in the house for a while, and then there was no sound. They felt that something was wrong, and after discussing, they got out of the vegetable cellar, and also ran to the house.

"A favor? If you can help me, I'll give you money." Chen Zimo took a puff of cigarette and said slowly.

Yang Fan and Lin Qiang walked to the door, saw the situation in the room, and asked curiously: "Who is this?"

Da Fei turned his head and waved at them, motioning to come in and sit down.

After the two of them sat down, Er Gouzi glanced at them and said, "You bitch is getting bigger and bigger, how many men are hiding in this mother's house?"

Just as Sister Feng was about to speak, Chen Zimo waved his hands and said, "I'll ask you, do you want money?"

Er Gouzi sized Chen Zimo up and down with his mouth curled up, then looked at Yang Fan, Lin Qiang and Da Fei one by one, and said slowly, "How much can you give me?"

"How much do you want?"

Ergouzi smiled slightly and held out three fingers.

"Three thousand?" Chen Zimo asked.

Er Gouzi nodded.

"If you can help me, I'll give you five thousand." Chen Zimo took a puff of cigarette, and lightly blew a smoke ring.

(End of this chapter)