The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 120
Zhang Xiaofa's vigorous kick made Zhu Xingyuan feel desperate for the rest of his life: He hasn't found a girlfriend yet, so he's paralyzed because no good woman is willing to marry him...

He stared at the red eyes, thinking about various punishments: This kid ruined his life, it's too cheap to shoot him to the west, how about trying the methods mentioned in ancient books?
There are horses at home; knives, too; and a large pile of rocks left over from the rockery... Tools can be found all over the yard to set up lynchings.

However, doing this in your own yard is bad and unlucky after all.At the beginning of next year, my father will participate in the general election, so naturally, there should be no inauspicious things in the family.

After much deliberation, Zhu Xingyuan came up with a plan: let someone put him in a cloth bag and throw him into a river in the outer suburbs to sink.Wait until midnight and no one will notice.

Now that the plan has been finalized, Zhu Xingyuan decided to show some mercy and let Zhang Xiaofa eat and drink enough before going to the west.

"You don't have to be afraid, it's useless. I'll let someone take you where you need to go. Before you leave, just tell me what you want to eat or drink. Because you will go to hell tonight."

Zhang Xiaofa sat down on the ground sullenly, counting silently in his heart: This is the third time there is a threat of imminent death.Except for the night of crossing and the moment when the sea was about to sink, this death is really not worth it.

He also didn't expect that the third young master of the Zhu family, who looked very strong, would be paralyzed with just one kick.He hated this person's palace and schemes very much, but the other party was Zhu Juanjuan's own brother after all, so she had to take her feelings into consideration.

Right now, he suddenly thought: Death is an extreme form of relief.

The real life made him feel more and more embarrassed and confused, and his heart was full of loss and sadness.

After Lin Mi got married, for the sake of the peace of her small family and social morality, he would no longer have contact with her, and would gradually disappear from her life, but the mental struggle and suffering were actually more painful than death. fear.

Zhang Xiaofa looked up at Zhu Xingyuan's sweaty face, and he no longer felt afraid.

He smiled frankly: "Master Zhu, I will be responsible for my impulsiveness and recklessness, but before you send me on the road, you should hurry up and find an expert in Chinese medicine to set your bones. It may not be effective if it is too late."

Zhu Xingyuan was amazed by his calmness, thinking he was numb from fright.

"Are you really so unafraid of death? Someone else would have knelt down and begged for mercy. But once I make up my mind, it's hard to change."

"I won't beg for mercy. Just give a happy result."

"You ruined my life, I will never give you pleasure. Obviously I have lost a lot, your little life is worthless, at best it is a small change..."

He scolded every sentence, as if he was holding a criticism meeting.

Zhang Xiaofa showed indifference, counting the ants at his feet.

It's a sunny day, the ants are busy moving, and it looks like there will be rain later today.

On the eaves not far away, tiles rustled.Qijiang stepped on the tiles on the rows of houses with different heights, and based on the impression of the last visit, he found this place accurately.Just seeing Zhu Xingyuan had his younger brother escorted, he observed the situation on the eaves while thinking of countermeasures.

Qi Jiang heard Zhang Xiaofa's kick, as well as the conversation between them.

The third younger brother's outstanding kung fu made him admire, but the serious consequences caused him caught him off guard.

Qijiang looked down at the little sparrows flying low beside him on the eaves, scratching his head helplessly to think of a way.

If only he and his brother could borrow a pair of wings from the bird: when they are in danger, they can flap their wings and no one can hurt them.

He looked to the west of the yard and found a familiar window: Isn't that the room of Miss Zhu?

He had been here last time, but he didn't have the chance to be taken into her boudoir, so he honestly stayed in the guest room for one night.

But the clever Qi Jiang remembered the general appearance of her room: there was a picture of a pair of little angels pasted on the window, with blue eyes, golden curly hair, small snow-white wings, and flowers in their hands.

The windows were not closed, and the ivory tulle curtains were lifted by the wind, occasionally a desk lamp with a brass base could be seen behind the curtains.

Qijiang suddenly had a crazy idea: How about stepping on the tiles and sneaking in along the eaves?

It would be great if she was in the house: she could help save my brother.

However, there is also a great risk in doing so: it is easy to be regarded as a thief by her, or even... a pervert like Deng Tuzi.

Qi Jiang is a rare good brother in the world, for the sake of his younger brother, he is willing to bet his love.

He held his breath and walked forward, stepping softly so as not to be heard by the people on the ground.

Thanks to his composure, he walked smoothly on the smooth eaves, turned a "Z"-shaped route, and reached the top of Zhu Juanjuan's room.

Maybe he was a little excited, or maybe he was too nervous, but at the critical moment, he slipped and fell on the tiles.

Qijiang had no choice but to get up in embarrassment, accidentally loosened two tiles, and fell to the ground continuously, making a loud noise.

He was so scared that he quickly got down on the ground to prevent more tiles from falling to the ground.

Although the sound was short, it was clearly transmitted into the room.

In a highly tense atmosphere, he first lay down and listened to the howling west wind for a while, and then he heard a scream from the room: "What sound?!"

I couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised: it really was her, she was at home!
Dare I ask if there is anything better today than this?The goddess is at home, this trip is worthwhile!

Zhu Juanjuan was indeed at home, but Zhu Xingyuan didn't want to take him to meet him.

She rests in her room all day.I stayed up late yesterday to write the textbook, and I didn't stop writing until five o'clock in the morning.

So I gave up breakfast and lunch directly, and slept until the afternoon without getting up.

The tiles that Qijiang dropped just became the "alarm clock" to wake her up, waking her up from her dream.

Zhu Juanjuan stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, reluctantly got up from the bed.She hadn't fully woken up yet, she didn't even put on her slippers in a daze, she walked to the window barefoot, poked her head out to find the source of the sound.

She looked around casually, but found nothing unusual, then put down the curtains and went back to bed to continue sleeping.

He slid down the pillars under the eaves, and once again resorted to his ability to hang upside down, turned over briskly, grabbed the window sill, and directly grabbed the window and moved in.

Hearing the strange sound again, Zhu Juanjuan opened his eyes instinctively, and saw a figure moving behind the curtain, and was so frightened that he woke up immediately.

She temporarily saw an umbrella hanging on the wall beside the bed, so she took it and grabbed it as a self-defense weapon.

In broad daylight, who is so bold as to break into her room like this?

A while ago, a thief came to the house, and my father upgraded the security measures.It's not dark yet, third brother and mother are at home, the villain can't wait to come, and even entered her bedroom...

(End of this chapter)