Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Xing stood at the corner of the stairs with a helpless expression on his face.

Finally, Zhang Xing spread his hands and walked along the steps to the first floor.

"Brother Xing! Brother Xing!"

"Hug! Hug!"

After seeing Zhang Xing walking down, Lou Xiaoe and Ran Qiuye were very happy and immediately shouted excitedly under the stairs.

Zhang Xing came downstairs and looked at the two very happy people surrounding him. He smiled helplessly and said:

"Come on, your legs and feet are not good either. Do you need me to carry you upstairs?"

"Ah."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Xing finished speaking, Lou Xiaoe and Ran Qiuye answered in unison, and then jumped to Zhang Xing's side, hoping that he would carry them upstairs.

Seeing their expectant looks, Zhang Xing understood what they were thinking, but he didn't say anything to express it.

Under the cheers of the two people, Zhang Xing bent down slightly and hugged the two people.

call--

Feeling the weight of his two arms, Zhang Xing shook his head a little, thinking that although he didn't drink much wine tonight, why were his legs and feet so hard to control?

However, Zhang Xing's body had gone through systematic training after all, and the drugs he had exchanged before to increase the body's basic energy also played a big role.

At this time, Zhang Xing's physical fitness was already ahead of his time. Even a battle-experienced special soldier might not be able to defeat him.

Zhang Xing exerted his strength with both hands, groped for the steps little by little, and climbed up the stairs steadily step by step.

Although they are two people, each of them actually weighs just over a hundred kilograms, and the total weight is just over 200 kilograms.

For Zhang Xing, this was much lighter than the pig feed he carried at the farm, and much lighter than the sandbags he carried while suppressing bandits at the border.

But Zhang Xing didn't dare to say that he compared the two of them with sandbags and pig feed, otherwise it would hurt even if he was hit by the pink fist!

But if it really weighed just over 200 kilograms, it would be no problem for Zhang Xing to carry it and run upstairs.

But the key issue is that it was very easy for Zhang Xing to hold a sandbag weighing more than 200 kilograms.

After all, the sandbags and pig feed will not move, no matter how Zhang Xing carries them.

At this moment, what Zhang Xing was holding in his arms was not sandbags and pig feed, but a living person with hands and feet.

This made Zhang Xing really strenuous. He also had to consider the feelings of the two of them, so he went upstairs even more cautiously.

"Brother Xing, you are so awesome!"

"Yes, Brother Xing, you are so strong!"

Both of them came up to Zhang Xing and laughed with him.

They were only halfway up the stairs, and they only had one shoe left dangling on their toes, looking like it was about to fall off at any moment.

Due to the height issue, Zhang Xing's face was squeezed in the middle, and he couldn't even see the road under his feet.

"Well--"

Zhang Xing couldn't help but feel a little distressed. This kind of tenderness was too much of a delay.

But Zhang Xing's mouth was also blocked at this time, and he couldn't say anything at all.

In desperation, Zhang Xing had no choice but to fumble for the steps under his feet, and walked upstairs little by little.

Finally, with Zhang Xing's efforts, he finally arrived at the stairs on the second floor.

"Okay, we're on the second floor. You can walk back."

With that said, Zhang Xing bent down and put the person down.

"No, I want Brother Xing to carry him to bed!"

"That's right, Brother Xing, these shoes are gone. The ground is too cold."

Seeing that Zhang Xing was really about to bend over, they immediately became unwilling and acted coquettishly, hugging Zhang Xing's neck and refusing to come down.

Zhang Xing couldn't resist their coquettish behavior, so he could only continue walking along the corridor.

Lou Xiao'e and Ran Qiuye looked at each other and smiled, as if their plot had succeeded, and they were very successful.

If Zhang Xing hadn't been here, I would have been high-fiving him!

Although his eyes were still blocked and he couldn't see the road ahead, Zhang Xing relied on his many previous experiences to find Lou Xiao'e's bedroom door relatively easily.

"Bah!"

After groping on the wall for a while, I found the switch and the bedroom door opened.

"Uh-"

"Ouch—"

After arriving at the bedside, Zhang Xing immediately released his hands.

On this soft mattress, Zhang Xing naturally wouldn't worry about breaking someone.

Zhang Xing looked around and saw that the layout of the room had not changed much from before.

The color in the room is still the kind of pink that little girls like. There is also a fluffy carpet on the floor, which is very comfortable to walk on.

Walking to the dressing table, Zhang Xing saw an extra photo frame on the dressing table than before, and inside the photo frame was a newspaper.

Some rough newspapers did not match the exquisite photo frame and the warm decoration style around it. Zhang Xing curiously picked up the photo frame and looked at it.

After seeing the content in the newspaper, Zhang Xing showed a very moving smile.

Because this newspaper officially reported that Yu Haitang won the award when she participated in the radio manuscript competition.

The content of the report is the theme of "Learning from Comrade Zhang Xing" throughout the article.

Zhang Xing didn't even pay much attention to it. He just read it once and threw the newspaper aside.

He didn't expect that Lou Xiao'e would seriously put this newspaper in a photo frame and put it on the dressing table.

He naturally knew Lou Xiao'e's purpose of doing this. In this way, he could read it every morning and evening when he was dressing up. This made Zhang Xing very moved.

Zhang Xing put the photo frame back on the dressing table and found the thermos bottle beside it.

After opening it, I tested the temperature. Although it was no longer hot, it was just right to drink directly at this temperature.

Zhang Xing poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside table for emergencies.

But after being manipulated, Zhang Xing would not give up so easily.

Amidst Lou's exclamations, Zhang Xing began to take off his clothes and threw them aside.

Lou Xiao'e was lying on the bed, looking up at the chandelier on the ceiling. After so many years, she suddenly felt that this dim light was really embarrassing.

After an unknown amount of time, after the overwhelming momentum faded, only the sound of even breathing remained in the whole room.

After everything calmed down, the chandelier on the ceiling went out with a click.

A figure stood in the corridor, reached into the room, turned off the light in Lou Xiao'e's bedroom, closed the door gently, and then walked slowly towards the depths of the corridor while holding on to the wall.

There was a smile on her face, but there was a hint of resentment in the smile.