Lu Weidong looked at the hypocrite Yi Zhonghai, and felt that a black fly had been lying on the manure pit and came out to spread the disgusting smell of manure.

This kind of person exudes a vomiting smell, and the stench is to the sky.

Yes! Even more disgusting than a pile of feces, vomiting!

A cold breath spread from Lu Weidong and Yi Zhonghai, making everyone around them gradually feel a chill.

Si Zhu next to Yi Zhonghai became a little nervous.

Liu Haizhong, the second uncle next to Lu Weidong, looked at Yi Zhonghai with some uneasiness.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Lu Weidong and said slowly: "Haha! Lu Weidong, Director Lu! You are very powerful!"

Yi Zhonghai's tone was very cold and calm.

After hearing this, Lu Weidong raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Master, when did you come back? You should have told me in advance that our courtyard should set off firecrackers to celebrate."

"Haha! The weasel is sending New Year greetings to the chicken. It's not a good intention! Lu Weidong, one day, I will let everyone see your true face." The first uncle Yi Zhonghai said solemnly.

"Very good! I'm just waiting here for your day to come soon." After Lu Weidong finished speaking, he stepped past Yi Zhonghai, and Sha Zhu and the two headed out the door.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong nodded to Yi Zhonghai and immediately followed Lu Weidong and left the door.

The elder Yi Zhonghai turned his head to look at Lu Weidong expressionlessly, with the two figures behind him behind his bangs, and there was hatred deep in his eyes.

At this time, Sha Zhu came up to Yi Zhonghai and said, "Master, Lu Weidong is not someone to be trifled with."

"Haha! Are you scared?" Yi Zhonghai turned his head and looked at Shazhu and asked.

"I'm not afraid! I just feel aggrieved when facing him!" Silly Zhu told the truth.

"Haha! That's in the past. In the future, I will definitely change this ending." After saying that, Yi Zhonghai called Silly Zhu, and the two of them walked through the screen wall, from the front yard to the middle yard...

The night is getting darker.

DC District, in an independent second-entry courtyard, is Factory Director Yang’s own residence.

The courtyard upon entering is very large. The corners of the courtyard are surrounded by colorful potted flowers and plants, which looks pleasing to the eye.

A beautiful woman in her forties accompanied Director Yang for a walk in the courtyard. Their silhouettes were very long and slow under the light.

This beautiful woman is Mrs. Yang. Although she is no longer young, she still retains the beauty of her youth.

She was wearing a purple dress, women's leather shoes, and gold and jade. Her earrings and bracelets jingled with every step, as if a goddess had stepped out of a painting.

At this time, Mrs. Yang looked at Factory Director Yang affectionately, and the two of them were talking about the current situation and important matters of their family and country.

It has become a habit for Mrs. Yang to accompany Director Yang for a walk every night.

Factory Director Yang has adapted to this situation, and even complains to his wife about some annoying things.

"It's okay to take a back seat to the second line! Anyway! I've been in glory for a while, and it's time to come down." Although Director Yang spoke in a free and easy manner, his tone was still full of melancholy.

Mrs. Yang knew that her husband was in a bad mood, so she comforted her with a smile: "Yes! It's good to retire and rest." Finally, Mrs. Yang said regretfully: "It's a pity that your sister is holding you back! In the future, your retirement benefits may not be the same.

The height has been lifted!"

Director Yang nodded, then shook his head and said: "It's your own fault! It's all my fault for trusting her too much!"

"It's okay! It's better to run away! Otherwise, some things will not be explained clearly!" Mrs. Yang said with a smile.

"Yes!" Director Yang nodded and said no more.

The two walked around for a few times, and then Director Yang went back to the front hall to sleep.

He is old and lacks energy, so he falls asleep around nine o'clock every night.

As for Mrs. Yang, she is the role of a housewife in later generations. She does not go to work to deal with all the big and small things at home.

After Director Yang fell asleep, Mrs. Yang quietly walked out of the door and slowly walked towards the backyard.

She had been sleeping in the main hall in the backyard because she liked to listen to music before going to bed. This hobby made Director Yang very dissatisfied, so the two of them slept in separate beds.

Mrs. Yang pushed the door open and turned on the gramophone.

The music started playing. This was piano music from Western Europe. The tone provoked Mrs. Yang's lonely heart, making her unable to help but dance slowly.

She is dressed in purple and looks graceful and noble.

So is her dance!

So proud!

The proud white swan is not one percent as good as her. Perhaps, only the legendary phoenix can be like this.

Mrs. Yang danced alone for a while, looking at the lonely figure under the light, she felt more and more lonely and alone!

This made her dance slow down, and her lonely heart became even more desolate.

She has a thousand dissatisfactions with Factory Director Yang.

But, so what?

She could only endure that Director Yang would retire soon, which made her feel a little relieved.

Let her feel a little free!

By then, she will no longer be a canary trapped in a cage, but a petrel that can fly freely!

While Mrs. Yang was deep in thought, suddenly, Mrs. Yang suddenly noticed something on the ground.

This thing was a human figure, which made Mrs. Yang's heart tremble, and she couldn't help but stop.

Suddenly looking back, I saw a familiar face. Although the man in front of me looked very depressed, the coldness and unruliness in his eyes had not changed at all.

Perhaps, he will never change!

Mrs. Yang looked at the familiar face and calmed down.

At the same time, she glanced behind her. It was dark outside and there was no one around.

There was a creaking sound, and the door was suddenly closed by this man.

Then, the man slowly walked towards Mrs. Yang, his eyes revealing a firmness.

Mrs. Yang's eyes averted, and her body began to tremble.

Maybe it’s because of the upcoming exciting scene deep in my memory.

Maybe it's because she's scared!

Yes!

Mrs. Yang is very scared!

Because the man in front of her was Dr. He, whom she was familiar with, a serial killer who was imprisoned and escaped from prison, which surprised and scared her.

"Don't be afraid! I won't hurt you, just like you won't hurt me, right?" Dr. He put his hands on Mrs. Yang's shoulders, squeezed them and said grimly.

Mrs. Yang shivered several times in succession, her pretty face was full of fear and anticipation.

What was horrifying was that Dr. He would suddenly become angry and make her life worse than death.

What she hopes is that Dr. He's skills can satisfy her lonely heart and make her drunk and dreamy.

Perhaps, this is contradictory and opposite!

However, this happens to be Mrs. Yang’s idea, which is contradictory and complicated.

Dr. He slowly put his hands around Mrs. Yang's neck, and bent down to give him a princess hug.

Mrs. Yang landed on Dr. He's strong body, and her heart trembled more and more intensely.

She held Dr. He's back with her beautiful hands, looked into Dr. He's eyes, and murmured: "Xiao He! Don't want this."

Mrs. Yang's tone was waxy, more delicate than an eighteen-year-old girl. This tone seemed to be a scent, a fuse, a goddess's sweet kiss, which made Dr. He more and more unable to bear it. His palm fell directly on Mrs. Yang.
Chapter completed!