He walks against the light with her

Chapter 7 Apple is So Good

It will be dark soon.

It's getting dark, it's time for the witch to come out.

At 05:30, Chen Yuexiang took Miao Miao on the last bus back to Chenjiacun.

The villages on both sides are not far away, about two hours' drive away.

Not long ago, Jiang Li received a call from Chen Yuexiang, saying that he was here, so she could feel at ease.

Peace of mind?

She suspected that she had no heart at all.

……

The night in Fufu Village is quiet and peaceful.

Today is the new year, and every family is reunited.

When twilight fell, the people in the alley seemed to have made an agreement, and Qi Qi hung a red lantern with the word "Fu" on the door.

The lights are dotted, like stars in the sky, connected into one piece.

In this joyful atmosphere, there is one exception.

His name is Zhou Laiwang, and he is the younger brother of Chen Yuexiang's husband.

Different from Zhou Caiwang's honesty, he has no flesh on the nose and gills behind his ears, and he looks like a mouse-eye.

His daily style is the same as his appearance, not doing business properly, causing trouble everywhere.

When Zhou Caiwang was alive, he always cleaned up the mess for him. Now that his brother is dead, he shifted his target to his sister-in-law Chen Yuexiang.

He not only asks for money, but also punches and kicks when he is unhappy, just like a hooligan.

On the night of the new year, Zhou Laiwang got drunk.

He walked unsteadily in the alley, holding the wine bottle in one hand, walked a few steps, lifted it up to take a sip, walked a few more steps, took the bottle in the other hand, and took another sip.

"Damn, what the hell kind of wine is this? It's like...it's like watered down! Fake!"

"Next time, next time I go to buy it, my mother is determined, determined not to give money!"

It was as if he had given money for the bottle in his hand.

At this moment, the phone rang.

Zhou Laiwang slowly took out his mobile phone and connected it.

After "Hello" for a long time, he realized that the phone was taken down.

Very drunk.

"Hey?"

"What? The karaoke hall? Don't go!"

His whole face was flushed by the cold wind, his head was buzzing and he just wanted to go home and sleep.

"Last time, that bitch, pretending to be innocent with me, has, already, already sold it, and still, don't touch it!"

"Damn, what a fucking disappointment!"

The boozy friend on the other end of the phone laughed at him, saying he couldn't do it.

"You, you fart! I, I can't do it? There is no fucking man in the world!"

"You guys, wait for me! I'm going home to sleep now. I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow, tomorrow night, let the girl in the karaoke wash it up. I'll give my brother a few live performances !"

The laughter of the wine and meat friends on the phone is obscene.

Zhou Laiwang, who had been lifted up to the sky, had a very sloppy footsteps. When he was speaking, he lost his balance and tilted to the side, and his body directly hit the wall.

"Wow wow..."

In the cold wind, there are a few pieces that look like butterflies dancing.

With a "pop", one of them floated onto Zhou Laiwang's cheek.

He squinted his small eyes, shook his head, felt a little itchy, and grabbed the thing.

A piece of yellow paper money.

Zhou Laiwang's expression became distorted, and he yelled at the empty alley: "He, fuck, who, who the hell is here, playing tricks?"

Except for the echo, only the wind responded to him.

Fufu Village has a custom of worshiping ancestors on Xiaonian.

Legend has it that every year at this time, the underworld will send those ghosts to the world to meet their relatives who are still alive.

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, full of ghosts and ghosts.

There are demons in the world, and demons will eat people who are still walking in the dark.

Zhou Laiwang grew up in Fufu Village, so he naturally knows these customs.

The cold wind in the middle of the night made him shiver suddenly, but with the help of alcohol, he straightened his spine, pretended to be unbelieving, and quickened his pace towards the bungalow at the end of the alley.

He snatched that house from Chen Yuexiang to live in, it was very remote, there was no one in the front and back, and there was only a pile of weeds around.

When Zhou Laiwang walked to the door, he just stretched out his hand, and before he touched the courtyard door, someone grabbed him by the collar.

The man was very strong and dragged him to the weeds.

The wine bottle fell to the ground with a bang and shattered into glass shards.

"Damn, who is it? You fucking, let go, let me go!"

Zhou Laiwang screamed and danced and struggled.

There are a few plum trees next to the weed pile, and the fragrance remains the same.

Before he could see the man clearly, Zhou Laiwang was thrown into the weed pile, and then a foot stepped heavily on his head.

"Hero, boss, master... let me go, let me go, let me go..."

People who bully the weak and fear the hard will be as cowardly as a puddle of mud if they are a little bit ruthless.

Jiang Li moved the foot that was on Zhou Laiwang's head, pinpointed his left cheek, and stepped on it hard.

Zhou Laiwang grinned in pain, and was more than half sober from the wine.

She said, "I see, you dropped an apple with your right hand in the afternoon."

How good the apples are. He came to the store this morning and bought six of them.

Zhou Laiwang was startled.

is a woman!

Listening to the voice, she was still a very young woman.

He has always looked down on women and cursed: "You stinky bitch, you..."

He wanted to fight back, but Jiang Li precisely grabbed his right hand.

The girl's hands were soft and slippery, but the touch was as cold as ice.

"When you throw it, are these three fingers the force?" Thumb, index finger, and middle finger.

Break it lightly.

Three consecutive "clicks".

"Oh..." Zhou Laiwang burst into tears in pain, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

The three fingers were unable to exert force and were broken.

"Don't throw apples next time, if you want to throw them, just throw other fruits, remember?"

The girl's voice was scattered in the wind, very soft, very faint.

Not far away, under the plane tree, there was a person leaning on the sturdy tree trunk.

He was wearing a hat, all in black, with one hand in his pocket, and he took out a lighter from it.

"bass……"

The man raised his head, a pair of beautiful Ruifeng eyes flashed with fire.

He lit the cigarette he was holding in his mouth, and the white mist swirled around, blurring his beautiful face.

Ah Li, you are still the same as before, you are merciless in your hands.

……

At two o'clock in the night, Shen Qi got up to go to the bathroom.

The toilet was on the first floor. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked downstairs in a flickering step.

Grandma Chunhua is very old, and she can't sleep with a little light.

Shen Qi didn't dare to turn on the light, but used the faint light on the phone screen to find the toilet.

"Wang."

"Wang Wang."

A dog barked outside.

The wild dogs in the alley kept barking at the slightest movement.

Just as Shen Qi was about to step into the toilet, he suddenly heard a "squeak".

He turned sideways and looked into the hall.

The cold moonlight cast a figure on the wall.

"Is it brother?" Shen Qi tried to call out, "Brother?"

The man closed the door, and after a few seconds: "Huh?"

The voice was Shen Yan's.

The deep and deep voice, and the naturally rising tail, are charming and dangerous in this lonely night.

"Brother, where have you been so late?" At eleven o'clock, he clearly saw Shen Yan returning to the room.

They said good night to each other before closing the door.

He smiled softly: "The moon is beautiful, and plum blossoms are beautiful."

People are more beautiful.

　ah ah ah ah ah ~
　　Today is a day to pamper the little witch of the Jiang family~
　　Although my good son Shen Yan is a little gentleman, he is really not weak, not weak!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)