This is not his enemy, which one is Liu Qiqiang?

"Obviously you bumped into my arms, okay? It's not good for classmate Yang to open his eyes and say nonsense like this! Liu Qiqiang spread his hands to a few classmates on the side.

The meaning is clear, you can all testify.

"It's Yang Zheng who drilled into people's arms, we can all testify." Several people echoed.

When there was a meeting in the auditorium just now, Yang Zheng also hid in the toilet and eavesdropped.

At this time, I knew that the students had benefited from Liu Qiqiang, and the typical thing was spineless.

If you don't fight against bad people and bad things, why are you all complicit?

A bunch of spineless guys.

Yang Zhenzheng knew that what he said at this time was superfluous, and he did not have the same knowledge as these ordinary people.

It's better to dodge yourself a little.

Liu Qiqiang did not give him a chance to leave.

"I heard that you have made up a lot of news about me and Zhou Zhu in your brain.

I'll give you some more material, and you can break it up and write a book.

I am the devil from heaven, from another century far away.

There I have achieved fame there, with endless good clothes and endless good wine.

There are luxury cars, villas and many people to serve me.

But I was not used to seeing too many things, and I drank myself to death by drinking to relieve my worries.

I always thought that I could achieve myself by cutting off other people's paths, but I didn't expect that my greater success was not waiting for me not far away.

What was waiting was Yan Luo, who was a ghost who asked for his life.

Fortunately, God has the virtue of a good life, and I feel that I am not completely bad.

When I was alive, I built roads and bridges and built Hope Primary School, which can be regarded as doing some good deeds.

This gave me a chance to be reborn to make up for the regrets of the previous life.

Did you understand what I said?

I see that you are very good at making up stories, maybe it will be popular to write it according to the ideas I gave you.

If you really can win a Nobel Prize in literature or something, I will not accuse you of plagiarism.

Young man, write all your grievances against this society and against me into this book.

Seeing how you are cursing others when you walk now, it is easy to get depressed if you develop.

Do you know about depression? It's a mental illness.

You need a space to vent, and writing is your best way to heal.

You can vent your displeasure with me in the book.

This is also good for you.

Liu Qiqiang's words blindsided everyone present.

Is this a live compilation?

This level is almost catching up with Pu Songling's chat.

Yang Zhenzheng is even more unintelligible, this serious nonsense can be regarded as having seen it himself.

Maybe it's really the first time I've seen such logical nonsense.

Liu Qiqiang didn't care about Yang Zheng's stunned eyes, but just left after venting.

Several classmates who were with him chased Liu Qiqiang like sycophants and shouted: "Brother Qiang, how to make up the story later."

Liu Qiqiang disdained to talk to such an unintelligent person, laughed without saying anything, and just walked forward.

He knew that success awaited him just around the corner.

Leave nothing else, now I have to go home to see my daughter-in-law.

Zhao Di had Liu Damei's company and did not feel uncomfortable.

Pregnant and reluctant to go out, the two of them listened to the radio and watched TV at home, and their lives were also very moist.

Such a life in the county is unimaginable.

Few households in the entire county have seen television.

When Liu Qiqiang entered the door, two pregnant women were listening to Mr. Ma's crosstalk, and both of them happily leaned forward and backward.

"I'm back, have you eaten!" Your brother-in-law didn't say you came back, so we didn't wait for you. Liu Damei said.

"My brother-in-law, who has no conscience, obviously knows that I am busy in the afternoon like a top, and the food in the cafeteria is still unpalatable.

Don't say wait for me, run home to enjoy the blessing. Liu Qiqiang muttered and walked to the table.

"How busy are you? I thought the leader would invite you to eat a small stove. Shall I not come back first to fill my stomach? Zhou Zhu came out of the back room, still nibbling on an apple in his hand.

"Why did you just eat an apple after eating?" Didn't you say that you ate when you ate? Liu Damei said with a smile.

"You don't understand, rice is the belly of rice, and fruit is the belly of fruit." Zhou Zhu said seriously.

Several people were amused by his remarks.

"Zhaodi, are you uncomfortable today! Did you eat calcium tablets? If you have any discomfort, you must quickly say that there is nothing embarrassing about your own sister. Liu Qiqiang said.

"Are you mistaken, my wife is bigger than your wife's belly, why is it my wife who takes care of your wife." Zhou Zhu was reluctant.

"No way! Who made her my sister. In this life, we both depend on my sister, see what you can do? Liu Qiqiang smiled wickedly.

Liu Damei and Zhao Di saw that the two of them were watching the play happily, and they both smiled silently.

Zhou Xuejun was also very happy to hear two young people bickering in the back room, this home has been deserted for too long, and now there is finally fireworks.

Looking at his wife's photo and sighing for a while, he thanked his wife for desperately leaving this only bloodline for the old Zhou family.

Liu Qiqiang finished laughing and didn't care if Zhou Zhu was happy or not: "Go, daughter-in-law." Back in the house I will give you a massage massage, I know that your pregnant leg cramps are very uncomfortable, look, is this leg a little swollen? Isn't it a little early for the leg to swell now.

I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow.

Liu Qiqiang thought in broken thoughts and picked up Zhaodi and left, ignoring Zhou Zhu's hateful eyes.

After walking a few steps, Liu Qiqiang also turned around and grimaced at Zhou Zhu.

Professor Zhou thought in his heart that his wife did not have enough to eat, wear and warm when she was pregnant, how did a person survive in a bitter cold place?

Symptoms such as pregnancy leg cramps and calcium deficiency can only be carried by themselves, I don't know how many tears have been shed in the lonely night, how many times have I called my name?

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but cry sadly.

The ups and downs of emotions made Professor Zhou feel a burst of chest tightness, shortness of breath, and a little dizziness.

He shouted hard: "Zhou Zhu." "It's unconscious.

When Zhou Zhu entered the house, he was just in time for his father to fall to the ground, and he didn't care about anything else, so he went straight under his father.

Liu Qiqiang also heard the old man's voice and Zhou Zhu's shout.

He hurriedly ran towards the old man's room.

The scene I saw was Professor Zhou lying firmly on Zhou Zhu's body, and Zhou Zhu was desperately supporting his father with both hands.

"Call an ambulance." Liu Qiqiang said this to himself.

Both women were already scared silly. Standing in place in a daze, overwhelmed.

Liu Damei was already crying: "Dad, you must not have anything!" The ambulance came in a moment. After

Liu Qiqiang called, he wanted to help the old man up.

Zhou Zhu said: "So be it, let's talk about it when the doctor comes." It's not good to move around now.

Liu Qiqiang listened to what he said seemed to make some sense, so he stopped moving the old man and got up to pour a glass of water.

He brought a spoon to the old man's lips and tried it.

The old man's mouth was closed tightly, and Liu Qiqiang did not dare to pry it open, so he had to give a little water along the corner of his mouth so that the old man's lips would not be too dry and cracked.

Now there is no traffic jam, ambulances come quickly.

Liu Qiqiang asked Zhao Di and Liu Damei to stay at home and not think about it, and he and Zhou Zhu got into an ambulance and rushed to the hospital.

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