Chapter 133

He even suspected that if he spoke harshly again, this kid who was as calm as a devil might really stab his head hard while talking and laughing!

Feeling the burning heat that suddenly approached his temples, all his toughness disappeared without a trace, and the fear of death enveloped him, he suddenly kicked his legs and shouted: "Let go of me, I'm just kidding!...I won't do it!" You, don't mess with your family either!"

His teeth were shaking, his whole body was tense and motionless, and he kept begging for mercy: "Really... I promise I won't trouble you again, put down the pliers, and talk if you have something to say..."

Qiu Mingquan didn't move.

He tilted his head, looked carefully at the cold sweat oozing from Wang Daquan's temples, and then at the suspicious stain on his crotch, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"Listen, I know there is someone behind you." He whispered in Wang Daquan's ear, "I also know that the land here will increase in value."

Wang Daquan's eyes widened suddenly, and he squinted at him in horror.

The suburbs in this area may be undergoing large-scale construction and development. Experts are being invited everywhere, and a seminar will be held soon. It is not unusual for the people behind him to know, but how does a young boy in this impoverished greenhouse area know? ! ...

"I'll just say it once. If you make us homeless, I have a way to make you all die without a place to bury you." Qiu Mingquan sneered, then let go of his hand suddenly, and pushed Wang Daquan out heavily.

There was a slight wind in the back of his head, with treacherous ruthlessness, Qiu Mingquan's pupils shrank, and he turned his head suddenly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person hitting him with a wooden stick.

At this moment, Grandpa Qiu who was next to him suddenly let out a loud roar, his eyes were about to burst, he lifted a coal ball beside him, and smashed it viciously at that person's head!

The briquettes hit the man, hitting him with black soot all over his head and eyes. Wu Dagen next to him also gritted his teeth, randomly grabbed a few briquettes, and ruthlessly threw them at several people who rushed forward to help.

Qiu Mingquan seized this moment, leaned forward suddenly, and struck the attacker's calf with a pair of pokers.

Wearing cotton trousers in winter, but if you get close, you can still hear a sound like a bone crack, and then, the same wailing burst everyone's eardrums.

... Liu Dongfeng just felt a little confused.

Is it his eyesight, or a coincidence? These few shots were ups and downs. If he hadn't watched Ming Quan grow up since he was a child, he would have felt that he had met a well-trained soldier.

In an instant, three people were injured in a row, but he was unharmed?

Qiu Mingquan took a few steps back in silence, his small body protected the red-eyed, panting Grandpa Qiu behind him.

"Grandpa, leave it to me." He whispered softly, looking straight ahead like a bloodthirsty little beast, staring at those hooligans without blinking.

Wang Daquan got up covered in cold sweat, stumbled, turned around and ran out. Behind him, a few hooligans hurriedly helped up the two injured companions, and ran out like flying.

In the courtyard, the silence was finally broken. Aunt Wang was trembling, and pulled her husband Wu Dagen back, complaining in a low voice: "You are crazy! Hit those people?..."

Liu Qinhua also stood there dumbfounded, confused.

The hooligan leader said he would give her family a fair price, but... who would really like to move their family and leave the place where they have lived for many years?

Besides, according to the actions of these bullies, can my son really endure his temper to the end?

Sure enough, Liu Dongfeng gritted his teeth: "Mom, I'll report to the bureau!"

Liu Qinhua hesitated to speak, and smiled wryly: "We all went to the police station last time, but the policemen who received it were very embarrassed. This matter is a voluntary discussion, and the other party didn't really hurt anyone, but just harassed. They can't control it for the time being."

Liu Dongfeng said angrily: "I didn't do anything now, but if these hooligans really murder and set fire, wouldn't it be too late? I don't believe in this evil!"

Grandma Qiu was terrified. Hearing everyone's words, she pulled Qiu Mingquan over anxiously: "Xiaoquan... is there any injury? Show grandma!"

At this time, Qiu Mingquan had taken over his body again, recovered his obedience, and tightly held grandma's hand: "I'm fine at all!"

Grandpa Qiu stood silently on the side, his old hands trembling slightly.

Grandma Qiu was still terrified, and asked in a trembling voice: "Next time, don't act like that, in case you really hurt someone—"

Speaking of this, she suddenly got stuck—there was more than just hurting someone. Just now, the grandson pressed the red-hot poker to someone, and it has already seriously hurt someone.

Qiu Mingquan hugged grandma gently, seeing that the old man was not concussed like in his previous life, his heart was agitated.

"Grandma... I'm an adult now." He comforted sincerely, turned around, and also hugged the stiff grandpa, thinking of the old man's crazy appearance just now, he felt sad for a while.

CEO Feng Da successfully retired, satisfied: "What kind of scum comes, and it will be like today in the future, and beat back hard. The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of death. Have you heard of it?"

He said solemnly: "You can handle the following things yourself, remember to unite with the masses."

Qiu Mingquan turned his head, and said lightly to the neighbors who were chattering: "Those people will definitely not let it go, they will come back." He looked at the adults around him seriously, without the obsequiousness of children at all, and his expression was natural .

Everyone in the compound looked at each other, Liu Qinhua hurriedly asked: "Xiaoquan, what do you want to say?"

Qiu Mingquan was silent for a while. Although he was at the bottom of society in his previous life, how could he not know about the most basic changes in the city?

"Uncles and aunts, a few days ago, I overheard a few of them in the Yan Hotel saying that there will be some major construction here in the future, and the land will increase in value."

Everyone in the courtyard exclaimed, even people who don't understand economics know simple common sense: No wonder these local hooligans suddenly bullied them and forced them to sell their houses and land at a low price.

"Then how much is our house, this place... worth?" Aunt Wang looked at Qiu Mingquan with bright eyes.

Unknowingly, her disdain for Qiu Mingquan a moment ago has turned into deep awe. If this child is ruthless, if he can talk, why was he such a boring gourd before?

Qiu Mingquan raised his eyebrows and said honestly: "If this is true, it will be a big deal—this will be the new district of Dadongshen City in the future. It is not a dream for the house in our hands to appreciate ten times in value. In another ten years, it will appreciate a hundred times. It's not impossible."

"Hey, you still don't want to talk about such advanced words as the new district!" Feng Rui immediately reminded, "It's still too early for the real decision-making from above, so don't reveal your secrets."

Sure enough, everyone in the big yard was so shocked that they couldn't speak, and their minds were confused.

Liu Qinhua was speechless with suspicion: "Mingquan, you...don't talk nonsense?"

Ten times, a hundred times, what is this concept? !

Qiu Mingquan didn't explain anymore, but showed a puzzled expression: "Then why are these people trying to force us to sell the house?..."

At this moment, all the neighbors finally fell silent, and everyone's thoughts were eagerly moving.

What this little boy said made sense. These people who pounced on like bloodthirsty sharks couldn't be for no reason, right?

Thinking of the possible prospect, everyone's heart became hot, and someone slapped their thighs suddenly: "In this way, I have to fight them to death!"

At that time, the housing prices in the suburbs of Dongshen City were only a few hundred yuan per square meter. The total housing prices used to be tens of thousands of yuan, but now, it is very likely to be a huge amount of money. How can this be handed over in vain?

"That's right, let's unite and work together to not compromise with them!"

"If any house is bullied by them, let's go together. Helping others is helping ourselves! If we want to keep our house, we must not be afraid of trouble!"

President Feng looked at the enthusiastic neighbors, and commented casually: "Good job. At this time, in order to bind everyone to work together, we can only throw out information and point out the benefits."

——In this world, there is only an unbreakable alliance of interests that can become allies of its own.

Qiu Mingquan recalled how excited he was just now, and suddenly asked in his heart: "You...do you think beating someone like that is enjoyable?"

President Feng was silent for a while, thinking about it in his heart, and then smiled mysteriously after a while: "You don't understand."

It's more than fun, it's just so cool! ...

"By the way, if you have such a thing in the future, you can just leave it to me." CEO Feng Da said in a persuasive manner, "Just treat me as if you let me out every day. If I hold myself in the jade like this, I will easily become mentally unhealthy."

Qiu Mingquan was stunned for a moment: "Are you... very uncomfortable?"

"What do you think? I was so beautiful in my previous life, but now I don't even have a body left, only a remnant soul left. I can't eat or move. How is it different from a paraplegic old man?" President Feng carefully observed Qiu Mingquan He deliberately lowered his voice, adding rare sadness and depression.

Qiu Mingquan stopped talking, his heart was inexplicably sour. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, then he suddenly reached out and touched the pendant on his chest lightly.

Feng Rui was stunned.

This idiot, is this an expression of comfort? Sure enough, he is a good person, soft-hearted, impulsive, easily brainwashed and moved.

... If he occupies his body for a long time, will he gradually increase his control, and finally simply occupy the magpie's nest? In those novels, what is said about seizing a house, I don’t know if it is practical.

Cold-blooded and greedy, President Feng began to fantasize, and almost laughed out loud at this wonderful prospect.

The coal stove in Qiu Mingquan's house was kicked, and the breakfast was scattered all over the floor. Several neighbors looked at each other, and they rushed to bring some breakfast to each other.

Hot porridge, snow-white steamed buns, and even three salted duck eggs that Liu Qinhua brought over. Qiu Mingquan didn't refuse too much, and brought a bunch of breakfast into the room.

He greeted his grandparents for dinner first, then he ran outside the door, washed his face and brushed his teeth with cold water.

Feng Rui looked around boredly, feeling really sad.

To be honest, when I came back from the wealthy class in my previous life, I felt a little dazed when I first saw the bottom of society in the late 1980s.

It's not that he doesn't know that there are extremely poor people in this world, but when he sees them alive, he is really shocked.

Two elderly people and one child live in such a small room of about ten square meters. There is a large flat bed in the farthest part of the room. The two elderly and one child sleep together. come out.

Beside the bed is a similarly dark and worn-out box and a chest of drawers. Near the door is a small wooden table for eating, which doubles as a place for Qiu Mingquan to do homework. Next to it are some cardboard boxes and plastic basins for washing. .

Apart from these, this family is empty and empty, and has no other possessions.

"There are only three people in your family?" Feng Rui looked at Qiu Mingquan washing his face and brushing his teeth, and asked strangely, "Where are your parents? Are you going to die soon?"

No way, so unlucky?

Qiu Mingquan spat toothpaste: "Well, I don't have parents."

"Jumped out of a rock?"

Qiu Mingquan's heart darkened. Although I have lived a new life, when it comes to this issue, I still have a slight pain in my heart.

He looked blankly at the toothpaste foam in the public pool: "I was picked up, abandoned baby."

Qiu Mingquan blushed, and asked in a low voice: "I want to ask, when is the end-of-term parent meeting in your school?"

The girl looked at him suspiciously, and seeing that he was not tall but handsome, she replied casually, "What are you doing in three days?"

Qiu Mingquan bowed sincerely: "Thank you."

Turning around and leaving the school gate, he took out a small notebook that he carried with him, and wrote down a line of small words in it: "Jianxin Middle School, parents' meeting on January 13th."

After a few days, Qiu Mingquan's small notebook has densely arranged the specific dates of parent-teacher meetings of more than a dozen nearby primary and secondary schools.

One week after the exam is over, it is time for all primary and secondary schools to hold parent-teacher meetings.

"Okay, hurry up and go to the city tomorrow." Feng Rui said decisively, "Bring your passbook and money."

Qiu Mingquan stayed there for a long time before expecting Ai Ai: "Are you really going to steal money from the family?"

"What is stealing?" Feng Rui said bitterly, "Take your own money to make more money, how can you call it stealing?!"

He thought that if he lived a new life, there would be opportunities to make a fortune everywhere, but being tied to this super poor man, he had to recognize the reality.

Where does the principal come from?

It is now 1988, which is a relatively vacuum period in the securities and stock market. Four years ago, Feilo Audio, the first stock in Shanghai, was just issued; It was the first of its kind to set up agency stock trading business.

On the first day of opening, the entire Jing'an branch only sold more than 1,000 shares of Feilo Acoustics and Yanzhong Industrial as an agent, with a turnover of only 50,000 yuan.

- The market is too small!

Even if you buy and sell these stocks, you need to have a cost ranging from a few thousand. For the Feng family at this time, this amount of money is just drizzle, but for a poor class like Qiu Mingquan, it is definitely an astronomical figure.

Alright, alright, let him, Feng Rui, take this little migrant worker and try to truly start from scratch!

After inquiring about several schools, it was already evening when I got home.

It gets dark early in winter, when Qiu Mingquan stepped into the compound, he thought the house was closed, but he saw bright lights at a glance.

Almost all the doors of the houses were open, and many neighbors gathered in the courtyard. Qiu Mingquan even saw the hunchbacked figures of his grandparents in the crowd.

"What's the matter?" A bad premonition suddenly floated in his heart, and he quickly ran a few steps closer, just in time to see Wu Dagen, a strong neighbor, whose face was covered in blood among the crowd, and his wife, Aunt Wang, was wiping it for him.

"Let's go to the health center to fix it." Aunt Wang's eyes were red, and she couldn't help complaining sharply, "You have to stand out! Last time you beat those people, who are you looking for now?"

Grandma Qiu hugged her grandson in her arms, tears welled up in her cloudy old eyes: "Why did you come back so late, I thought you too... scared us to death!"

Grandpa Qiu remained silent, his tightly clenched fists finally relaxed a bit. Just now when Wu Dagen came back after being beaten with a sap outside, the hearts of the old couple were suspended.

Speaking of revenge, last time this kid Ming Quan forged a death feud with those people!

Qiu Mingquan hugged his grandma comfortingly before he stood up and said succinctly: "Was beaten by those people?"

The last time Wu Dagen stepped forward in person and hit a man on the head with a coal ball, helping him block the fatal blow, but today he was even retaliated against.

Wu Dagen waved his hand: "It's nothing."

Aunt Wang screamed, "It's all right? What's wrong with being stabbed!"

She turned her head to look at Qiu Mingquan, and muttered: "When I came back from get off work, I was blocked by some strange hooligans on the road, with a wine bottle on my head, and kicked on my body several times."

Wu Dagen hesitated for a moment, and said in a muffled voice, "They even said that everyone in our compound should be careful."

The neighbors gathered around him all looked ugly, Liu Qinhua interjected worriedly: "I heard that the shanty town on the west side of the road suddenly caught fire last night, although no one was killed, but several houses were burned, early this morning , Wang Daquan and his gang took people there, and said to the burnt families: You burned such a broken house, 500 yuan per level, if you don’t sell it, it might only be worth 300 yuan next time .”

Liu Dongfeng was so angry that he slammed his fist on the door: "Why didn't anyone catch them bastards!"

Liu Qin gave his son a blank look: "What evidence is there? The arsonist was not caught on the spot."

One of the neighbors had an expression of shock and resentment on his face: "I also heard that before they left, they told the residents in that area that the fire is the most ruthless thing, and maybe they will burn people to death next time? Over there Many of them are scared, and they are discussing to make a price and negotiate with them."

Qiu Mingquan smiled lightly on the side.

Liu Qinhua looked at him immediately: "Xiaoquan, what do you say?"

All the neighbors also looked at it together. After what happened that day, who can see this little doll as a real child again?

Qiu Mingquan said lightly: "The harder they do it, the greater the interests behind it, and it also means that what I heard that day is true."

The neighbors were silent.

Everyone knows this truth, but now that the door has been knocked on, will they be forced to sell it at a low price after the house is burned down?

"Everyone, uncles and aunts. Our teacher said that in this world, there is no benefit that can be obtained without giving." Qiu Mingquan showed a naive expression, "Either we should actively deal with it and defend our home, or we can discuss things like those people. The unreconciled low price will be robbed by them."

On one side, Grandpa Qiu suddenly looked up at Qiu Mingquan, with a strange emotion in his eyes.

At this moment, Feng Rui, who was really in control of Qiu Mingquan's body, didn't notice it, his eyes sparkled, and he looked around at everyone: "If you're afraid, then start looking for a house and move out as soon as possible tomorrow. It's pointless to pretend to be an ostrich."

Aunt Wang put her mind to one side: "How do you deal with it actively?"

Qiu Mingquan smiled: "First, from tomorrow onwards, everyone will go out and go home together, don't leave alone; second, borrow a few big wolf dogs from relatives in the countryside, and guard the house at night; If any house is really beaten or burned, we will pay for the medical bills and share the rebuilding costs together, so don’t let the hard-nosed people feel cold.”

He spoke clearly, concisely and to the point, and what he said was feasible, everyone was moved when they heard it.

"As long as everyone puts all their energy into one place, there's nothing really hard to get through." Qiu Mingquan said softly, his voice seemed to have a kind of magical power, "Those people also use money to do things, and they won't really come to their lives when they encounter difficulties. "

Liu Dongfeng nodded sharply, and said loudly: "Mingquan is right! I don't believe that evil can win good!"

Soon, other families also loudly supported: "I think it can be done. I will borrow a dog tomorrow. The rhubarb from my brother's house can understand human nature!"

"Okay, we are a group of several families, going out and going in together, each group is matched with a few old men, I don't believe in broad daylight, they dare to kill people!"

The atmosphere became lively, Liu Qinhua smiled at the corner of her mouth, ran home, and when she came out, she snapped out a ten-yuan bill: "Mingquan is right, if anyone's family is injured because of this incident, the medical expenses will be paid together! "

"That's right, Angkor was beaten because of all of us, so we can't make him suffer!" Five-yuan and ten-yuan banknotes gathered together.

Qiu Mingquan straightened out the money with a smile, and handed it to Aunt Wang: "Auntie, the money is for Uncle Wu to see a doctor."

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment. Looking at the stack of banknotes, and then at Qiu Mingquan's clear eyes, his lips trembled for a long time, but he didn't speak.

... in the dead of night.

People in the compound went back to their houses, turned off the lights and went to bed.

Qiu Mingquan and his grandparents slept side by side on the bed, but Grandpa Qiu tossed and turned, suddenly turned sideways in the dark night, stared at his grandson for a while, then turned around again, and snored after a long time.

Qiu Mingquan pretended to be asleep, and began to discuss with Feng Rui in his heart.

"That's all I can do now, but you, hurry up and get something to defend yourself." Feng Rui pondered.

That hooligan Wang Daquan was frightened last time and suffered a big loss. It is unknown whether he will really retreat or will be unwilling.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Mingquan also became nervous.

"A dagger with a blood groove, a triangular-scratch-knife, a spring-jump-knife, anything is fine." President Feng seemed very excited, "In fact, throwing a stick is the most practical, but it is not as deterrent as a knife."

"...Will it be too cruel?" Qiu Mingquan smiled wryly.

Feng Rui snorted coldly: "You have a weak body, if you don't make your weapon harder, you will die if you are preemptively attacked."

After thinking for a while, he said coldly again: "People don't offend me, I don't offend others, so there is no need to show mercy to criminals!"

Qiu Mingquan said "Oh", and the upper eyelids began to fight with the lower eyelids. Suddenly, Feng Rui let out a low cry: "Get up, wake up!"

Qiu Mingquan was startled, his eyes suddenly opened in the dark night: "What's wrong?"

Feng Rui was a little serious: "I heard movement outside, there are at least two people!"

Since becoming a remnant soul, he also discovered one thing: his sensory ability is far stronger than normal people, almost reaching the point of psychic hearing and eyes.

So in these few fights, not only the skills learned in previous lives worked, but the real reason was because of his amazing induction!

"Is it those people?!" Qiu Mingquan became very nervous, "What should I do? Do you want to wake up the neighbors now?"

Feng Rui pondered for a moment: "Don't startle the snake, it can be dealt with."

...

Liu Dongfeng lived in a house facing the south, and while he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard a few knocks on the window lattice, and in the dead of night, he suddenly got up.

Looking at the blurred black head on the window, he suddenly remembered the burning of the shanty town next door that he just mentioned, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Who?!..." He yelled sharply, but heard a familiar voice, very soft but calm.

"Brother Dongfeng, it's me, Mingquan."

Liu Dongfeng's spirit relaxed, and he put back his nervous beating heart, but Qiu Mingquan's next sentence made his scalp tingle again, and his hair stood on end!

"Someone touched it, it should be set on fire." Qiu Mingquan said softly.

Liu Dongfeng quickly got dressed, opened the window, and looked at the boy with his head up in the night: "How do you know that!"

Qiu Mingquan raised a finger on his lips: "I got up to pee, and saw a few figures sneaking around outside."

Liu Dongfeng said angrily: "These bastards, we call someone!"

Qiu Mingquan shook his head: "Don't call me, we are enough."

Seeing that Liu Dongfeng was in a daze, he smiled slyly, with a strange light in his eyes: "Arson is not the same as 'attempting arson'."

Liu Dongfeng finally understood, yes, they have to be convicted of their crimes before they can be convicted of serious crimes and deter those gangsters!

At this time, they were all bungalows, and there were no such exquisite protective windows. He jumped out of the window neatly, and asked murderously, "Where are those people?"

On the outskirts of Dongshen City in 1988, there was a dilapidated shantytown where the poor gathered. Not far away was the edge of the city, and a little further away was the old railway.

In the fields in the nearby suburbs, there are many vegetable farmers living there, living next to these poor families on the edge of the city. Every morning, the crowing of roosters is a natural alarm clock.

Qiu Mingquan got up quietly, took out the jade pendant from under the pillow, and put it around his neck.

Sure enough, immediately, there was an extra voice in my mind: "I warn you, don't take me off at any time in the future! Listen, the most important thing now is to help me find Master Yuanhui—"

Qiu Mingquan acted as if he couldn't hear, like a deaf person, and let the sound bombard him.

Once reborn, the frightening thing is not the unimaginable thing of rebirth, but that when he woke up, he was holding a strange jade pendant tightly in his hand, and there was a ghost in that pendant!

This ghost was undoubtedly the handsome man who fell from the building with him.

What group president is here, it is said that the surname is Feng?

After clarifying the situation, President Feng, who was originally cold and arrogant, seemed to have quickly entered the process of "finding countermeasures".

First, he arrogantly asked Qiu Mingquan why he came out and tripped him, and then blamed Qiu Mingquan for breaking his life-saving jade pendant, which caused him to die—oh no, he died young.

After repeatedly confirming the real rebirth, he immediately faced the reality, calmly and logically ordered Qiu Mingquan to put down everything, and immediately followed his instructions to find some master Yuanhui he knew to try to crack his dilemma.

After listening silently for a few days, Qiu Mingquan finally gave this person a definition.

--A ghost who died unjustly and was unwilling to be reincarnated.

"What a ghost! It doesn't even have a body, neither a blood-red tongue nor half of a head. I want to be able to float around!" President Feng was indignant.

He is just a remnant soul, sealed in jade!

In order to let Qiu Mingquan, who was going to school, get more sleep, the two old people would always prepare meals early, but today is Sunday, so Qiu Mingquan got up early sensiblely so that his grandparents could rest for a while.

Qiu Mingquan tiptoed outside the house, first took some cold water from the public faucet in the yard, and washed his face hastily.

After washing, he ran to the eaves of his house, picked up the pitch-black tin stove, picked up a few pieces of briquettes with tongs from under the broken linoleum cloth that sheltered the rain, and started to light the fire.

Although in the late 1980s, some households had begun to popularize bottled gas tanks, but for their shantytowns, the laying of pipelines brought about by urban development has not yet benefited here.

This kind of tin stove, which disappeared in later generations, uses a thing called honeycomb coal, which is equivalent to five or six cents a piece if bought alone, but more people make semi-finished honeycomb coal by themselves, which is cheaper.

Although they are all familiar neighbors, the briquettes are all piled up under the eaves outdoors, and from time to time, someone will shamelessly steal a piece when they run out.

No, Qiu Mingquan was taken aback when he saw the row of briquettes in his house.

Two dollars less!

A trace of anger rose in Qiu Mingquan's heart.

When he encountered this kind of thing in his teens in his previous life, he was lonely and young at home, so he could only swallow his anger, but now, after all, his mind is already an adult in his 30s and 40s, so such bullying seems particularly irritating.

The coal at the bottom of the coal stove has been completely extinguished after burning overnight.

Qiu Mingquan carefully took out the extinguished coal, put the one that was still burning at the bottom, and put a new one on top, aligning it with the hole.

Red flames slowly burned up from below, Qiu Mingquan lay down on a pot of water, began to wash rice in the aluminum pot, cleaned a few sweet potatoes along the way, chopped them and put them in.

During the busy time, the neighbors also began to get up one after another, cooking and boiling water in the public courtyard.

"It's so early for Koizumi." Sister-in-law Wang next door walked over, yawning and beating her waist. When passing by the coal stove of Qiu Mingquan's house, she poured a small half pot of water into her own pot.

"Auntie got up late and didn't have time to boil the water, please borrow some hot water."

I have been an old neighbor for many years, and they say it is a loan, so that it will not make people feel distressed enough to turn their heads. The means of life of these petty bourgeois is indeed a very subtle, quasi-cunning thing.

"I'm upset, why don't you just scold her boldly?" In his heart, President Feng's voice was cold, "This kind of petty citizen has seen that you are weak and deceitful, hateful!".

Qiu Mingquan was provoked by him, and he raised his head as expected.

The small and thin young man looked at Aunt Wang with his dark eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold her down.

"I didn't have a fever today, so you can borrow it from someone else." His voice was calm, and his eyes were as black as a deep pool.

Aunt Wang's heart trembled for no reason. The child's eyes! Why does it seem to be different suddenly?