non-contractual relationship

When the police went upstairs, they happened to bump into the stretcher that had finally tossed out of the stairs. They asked the nurse casually to confirm the location of the police and the condition of the injured.Going upstairs again, before I got there, I was stuffed with a ball of paper by a little boy who was probing from the next door.A look, the little boy has closed the door.

The police stood still, opened the letter suspiciously, and saw the general situation of the police dispatch today.

After reading the contents of the note, the policeman knew it well, but couldn't bear it, so he took a few more glances at the closed iron door next door: This kid is interesting...

After finishing the work, he stuffed the note into his pocket, held the notebook under his arm, and knocked on the door.

In less than two seconds, the door opened.

As soon as the door was opened, the policeman saw the "many uncles who have acted bravely for righteousness" mentioned in the note and the middle-aged man who was surrounded by this group of big men but was sitting on the sofa in good condition. His eyes hesitated for two seconds and he said: "Who called the police?"

Zheng Feihe coughed as he stood behind a group of people, and someone came forward to make peace.

The scene is very clear and very easy to speak.The injured were seriously injured and had been carried out.The perpetrator sat here, still nodding at him... The policeman put down his pen, and his eyes wandered around the house: the neighbor acted bravely and took control of the scene, it was still a family matter.That's easy.

Out of other considerations, he asked the parties again.

Ankang's uncle shrank his neck, licked his lips, and wanted to say something, but looked at the environment where he was under attack, and thought of Zheng Feihe's warning just now, and swallowed his words timidly, unwillingly. Reluctantly said: "My fault, housework, housework, I have to work for you."

Yesterday, he was drinking like crazy because he was bothered by debt collectors and went to borrow money, but he heard the man joke that he said that Ankang's boss is rich, and he still doesn't pay the three melons and two dates.Hearing the man's pillow talk, he regretted the IOU he sold the day before yesterday, and he came back to act wild after he failed to get back something.Now that he has been beaten up, and those who beat people are all experts, his ribs hurt badly, but there is no trace on the exposed area, so he has become more sober and scared.

The policeman clamped the notebook under his armpit: "Domestic violence is also going to be punished now, so pay more attention and speak up when you have something to say, huh?"

Uncle tilted his head, not taking these remarks seriously at all.

Zheng Feihe cleared his throat again.

Uncle took a breath, straightened his head, and smiled obsequiously at the policeman: "Okay, I must pay more attention."

The police went about their business, said a few more words, and left.

Zheng Feihe, who was still suppressing his temper, watched Biaozi send the man out with a sullen face, closed the door, and turned around to look like Yan Luo.

Several bodyguards saw that the momentum was not right, and stood in front of my uncle in time——the matter got serious, it really didn't end well, and they all had to suffer.

Zheng Feihe pushed the hand that was blocking him, let out a sigh of relief, and said softly, sounding very calm: "Relax, I won't hit anyone. I warned him just now that he will not be able to take care of himself for the rest of his life. You knew it was a lie as soon as you heard it, don't you all know it well. Besides, I cleaned him up and his health is failing, so don't you have to blame Ankang in the end?"

After listening to these words, Gu Gu felt as if her seven meridians and eight meridians had been tapped suddenly, and her arrogance flared up again, and she was ready to blow her eyebrows and stare.

Having never seen such a battle before, the bodyguards let go of their hands suspiciously, and looked at each other: they are still speaking slowly, so it shouldn't be a big problem?

"Let go, I really don't do anything." Zheng Feihe took two steps back.

One of the bodyguards who took the lead to stop the person's expression loosened, and several people really slowly let go of the blocking person's hand.

Biaozi, who just came back after seeing off the police, just saw Zheng Feihe's expression, and he closed the door at once, and hurried a few steps to stop him, but he didn't have time.

Zheng Feihe smiled, touched the wine bottles on the small coffee table behind him, picked them up and smashed them.

Usually, they didn't notice that their young master was so temperamental, and this person was not their protection target, so the bodyguards who noticed the details couldn't react in time, and subconsciously hid.

With two bangs, the wine bottle hit the wall next to my uncle's head and shattered into pieces of glass.

A few pieces splashed and cut some small holes in my uncle's body.

The bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief: real people don't show their faces, and they don't show their faces.

Only Biaozi was still afraid: Young Master Zheng is really angry... But today he still has a sense of propriety.

Zheng Feihe finally calmed down a bit, walked to the sofa, bent down, and said flatly to his frightened uncle: "Next time. Next time, I won't guarantee that these things will only fall next to you, understand Yet?"

Ankang's uncle was a hypocrite, he always only bullied the weak and feared the strong, looking at the ruthless Zheng Feihe, not to mention his arrogance, he panicked and swallowed hard, daring not to answer.

Zheng Feihe resisted the idea of ​​directly giving the person in front of him a heart-warming thought, remembered the information related to Ankang that he had obtained before, sighed, and got up: "I don't care how much you borrowed from usury, go to the underground casino in the family courtyard How much money was lost. From the moment you sold Ankang’s note, remember, from that moment on, he doesn’t owe your family anything. Since he doesn’t owe you anything, please, give it to me Be respectful. Okay?" The paragraph was not long, but it was gnashed.

The corner of the uncle's mouth twitched slightly, a little disdainful, but he quickly returned to his original state.

Seeing the subtle changes in his uncle's expression, Zheng Feihe tilted his head, and calmly said, "Generally speaking, I am reasonable, but occasionally I don't understand the rules so well. If I hear your words again Shit, next time... together with the son born to you and the concubine in the casino, I will clean it up together."

Uncle's expression finally changed, it was a slightly frightened one.

Biaozi's information is still useful.

Zheng Feihe smiled, this time sincerely: "Thousands, ten thousand, remember, remember, yes, ah."

Uncle looked at Zheng Fei and the others, and nodded hesitantly.

the other end.

There could only be one family member in the ambulance, but the little girl didn't see her at first glance, and followed her mother closely.The nurse just turned a blind eye and let Ankang go up with the little girl.

There are only a few seats in total, and the cousin and Ankang sat tightly together, talking nothing all the way.It wasn't until Ankang took out his wallet to pay for the ambulance that his mother was pulled into the emergency room, and the cousin said, "The person who came today...is your boyfriend?"

Ankang was taken aback by the phrase "boyfriend". After reacting for a while, he closed his wallet, touched the leather that was still warm, bowed his head and said "En", and reluctantly accepted the answer.

"Then you are with him because you like him and he likes you?"

Three days ago, Ankang might not have been able to answer these words fluently, but now, he nodded quickly.

The cousin leaned against the wall and smiled, her smile was not very good-looking. Realizing this, she lowered her head and rubbed her feet on the granite under her feet: "It's the 21st century. Boyfriends, girlfriends, and no friends are all normal. Having a way to live and living happily is nothing better than anything.”

These words startled Ankang, and turned to look at his cousin.

The cousin raised her head, not looking at Ankang: "...I'm sorry on behalf of 'Dad'." Dad bit the word very lightly.

Ankang was a little confused.

"No matter what your relationship with that person is, what he said is too much. Besides, you just..." After hesitating for a while, the cousin continued: "You don't have to take it too seriously. My mother actually knows that today's excitement is just I want to find out...are you guys just in a relationship." She was embarrassed to use the words her parents used,

"Huh?" Ankang didn't quite understand what his cousin was talking about, and was a little puzzled.

"...A few days ago, when my mother came home from work, she suddenly became restless, and she pulled me and said that she ran into you and a man hugging and staying together." The cousin saw the emergency room. The people who came in and out took a deep breath: "My mother changed her job and went to the studio to do cleaning. Aunt Fang, do you know her? I remember that when my uncle was here, she often visited with my aunt. But now... ..you probably won't hear anything about these things."

It took Ankang a long time to get back to his senses when he cleared out the movie theater from his memory.

At this time, the cousin turned her head and glanced at him: "It's really not a big deal, I just, I just made it clear to her at the time." Actually, no, her mother felt that it was embarrassing, and after talking to her a few more words, let She don't mention it again.Yesterday, when Dad came back, it was obvious that he poked Mom's sore foot, and the two started arguing.As for not telling Ankang about the job change, it was because her mother felt that she couldn't live with him, so she didn't want to contact her anymore.

Ankang guessed a bit of the truth by seeing his cousin's dodging expressions.

His aunt had feelings for him, and he understood and was grateful.It’s just that feelings are all divided into relatives, distances, and priorities. If you don’t bother to maintain it, you will be exhausted one day.It was only when his father was still alive that his aunt could help him and lend him money.After his father left, the two had little contact.

What makes sense and doesn’t make sense is not so much enlightened as it has little to do with one’s own personal interests, and one can let go of it.

He didn't ask any more questions. It's not easy for his younger sister to say this. Why should he bother people and make people feel that his mother is not doing well?

But the cousin's chatterbox can't be closed when it is opened: "You two are together, is it after uncle... died?"

Ankang stood up straight, carefully put the wallet back into his pocket, and patted his sister on the head: "Before."

"Is it the days when the usury chased you to repay the debt?"

Ankang looked over at once, his eyes filled with disbelief.