Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Shen Hongzun felt that everyone around him was chattering away recently.

If he couldn't find someone reliable, he would definitely find a goddess.

After Lin Nianhe returned to Shen's house, she actually closed the door and went to sleep. She didn't know why she was so sleepy.

Before dinner, the four wives returned home one after another after running around all day.

They were very tired, but they all had smiles on their faces.

It was a very complicated smile.

They originally disliked this job - because they had to go to those dirty and shabby places, deal with people who had no etiquette at all, and because they spent a lot of money, but they didn't spend any money on themselves.

But gradually, they discovered that this job was quite good.

There, no one would look at them with contempt, and no one would say anything in a roundabout way.

Some of them are greedy, some are calculating, and more of them talk dirty and even get into fights.

But when they looked at them, there was gratitude and respect in their eyes.

In the past, they heard too many harsh words without any curse words. These days, they hear mostly thanks.

This is a feeling I've never had before.

"The little girl is sallow and skinny. The ten-year-old girl looks like she is six or seven years old... The little girl is holding the rice bag and is about to kowtow to me... My heart still hurts."

Mrs. Six's eyes were red, and she covered her heart and rubbed it twice as she spoke.

The third wife asked: "What happens after that? Can you send the person back?"

"Sent it. Fortunately, I went earlier. If it were delayed until tomorrow, her father would have lost his life... I asked Ah Xi to send him to the hospital." Mrs. Six said, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. , "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have thought that people would convulse when they have a fever."

The third wife also sighed, chanted Buddha, and asked, "What about the child? Did she go home by herself?"

"How dare I let her go back by herself? I asked Ah Xi's sister to take her to a hotel next to the hospital."

They sighed for a while and wiped their tears for a while. The third wife asked, "Where is Miss Lin?"

When the old housekeeper heard the question, he stepped forward and replied: "Miss Lin is resting."

"Well, is she feeling unwell?"

"No, Miss Lin said she was too tired and wanted to take a nap."

The four wives have all been in a stage of overflowing sympathy recently. When they heard this, they did not feel that Lin Nianhe was rude at all. On the contrary, they even felt sorry for her:

"It's not easy for Ah He either. When you go out, your life may not be your own."

"Really? Wen Yan is one year older than her, but... hmm? Why hasn't Wen Yan been home for more than half a month?"

The old housekeeper reminded in a low voice: "The young lady went to Milan with her friends recently and won't be back until next week."

The third wife slapped her forehead: "Yes, I was so busy that I forgot."

The fourth wife was thoughtful and lowered her voice and said to the old housekeeper: "Remember to remind Wen Yan that there are distinguished guests at home, so she must remember to bring gifts back."

"Yes."

After briefly thinking about Shen Wenyan, the four ladies continued to share their thoughts.

Just as they shed tears over what happened to others, the Yang family also started to move.

A dilapidated wooden door was kicked open, and a group of rough and strong men rushed in. A pair of lovers were interrupted.

The man muffled his girlfriend's scream, stood up with a shy smile, nodded and bowed and offered a cigarette to the leader: "Brother Fei, Brother Fei..."

Apart from calling him eldest brother earnestly, he didn't know what to say.

In just a few seconds, he thought about everything he had done in the past twenty years.

He was very sure - although he didn't eat from the Yang family, he had indeed not offended the Yang family.

Ah Fei took the cigarette and raised his big hand like a cattail leaf fan.

The man subconsciously shrank his neck and closed his eyes, but he did not dare to make any more evasive movements.

Ah Fei raised his hand high, slowly landed on the man's head, and rubbed it twice like a dog's head: "Lu Zai, my eldest brother's biological brother is dead, do you know?" Lu Zai was stunned and nodded immediately. , pinched his thigh decisively, and cried like his dead father: "Yes, yes, I am very sad too..."

Ah Fei continued to rub his head and pressed his forehead against his temple: "Do you know who did it?"

"No, it's not me..." Lu Zai's face turned pale instantly.

"I know it wasn't you." Ah Fei held his head firmly, "It was foreigners who did it... So, whoever dares to work for the ghost guy, you or the people under you, will destroy the Yang family. Do you understand?"

Lu Zai's legs went weak and he almost knelt down for A Fei.

"I know, I know!" Lu Zai was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and kept saying, "Let alone a human, it's just a dog. I won't let it guard the door for a ghost!"

"Row."

Ah Fei patted his head and finally let go of him.

Lu Zai kept smiling, rubbing his hands and looking at Ah Fei eagerly.

It's not that he wants money, he just wants these people to leave quickly.

Ah Fei granted his wish, but before leaving, he glanced at the frightened woman on the sofa and said casually: "The horse is good."

Lu Zai's smile froze on his face.

Afei and his brothers left laughing, mumbling obscenities.

The door was closed, and the woman looked at Lu Zai in fear, and reminded tremblingly: "I, we are going to get married..."

Lu Zai had just been frightened, and now another cuckold was about to hit him at any time. He was instantly enveloped in anger. He threw the woman's hand away, grabbed a coat, and rushed out of the house angrily.

About half an hour later, an old wooden door that had nothing to do with any force was kicked open.

The visitor couldn't help but flip the dining table over first, the bowls shattered on the floor, and the freshly cooked porridge was spilled everywhere.

"You, you guys do..."

As soon as the man protected his wife behind him, Lu Zai grabbed her by the neck, lifted her up to his eyes like a chicken, and then knocked her down with a punch.

With red eyes, he stepped on the man's hand and crushed it hard, not caring whether the man's hand was still holding broken pieces of porcelain.

"Ah-ah-"

The man screamed in pain.

Lu Zai kicked him.

The kick hit his chest, shattering the man's exclamation.

"Remember, if you dare to work for a foreigner, I will kill your whole family!"

Lu Zai said a word and kicked him. By the time he finished speaking, blood was already oozing from the corner of the man's mouth.

"Do you remember it well?"

"Remember, remember..." The man made an extremely weak voice, "Remember... remember..."

Lu Zai squatted down with a sick smile on his face.

He looked at the man's horrified expression and patted his face: "Brother, don't blame me. This is the Yang family's order, and I dare not disobey it."

The man shook his head in horror, not even daring to make a sound.

"This is right." Lu Zai stood up, "Let's go!"

No one closed the door. The man watched them break into the neighbor's old lady's house. He didn't care whether she had the ability to go out to work. The same process happened again.

Blood flowed out from the man's big hand to support his family, staining the rice bag in the corner red.

He wasn't the only victim tonight.

It's not just tonight that this is happening.