Reborn Millennial Gamer

Chapter 111 Old Feng, do you beat your wife?

The next day, night fell.

The people in Caishikou Hutong still invite friends and companions. Although every household has a TV, how can gathering people be interesting?
Middle-aged men played cards and watched football, elderly men played chess and watched operas, and old women watched "Don't Talk to Strangers" on time at Yanjing Terrace.

"Hongmei, you are finally here, you are the only one missing."

The fifth aunt carried melon seeds and peanuts and placed them on the table. The surroundings of the table were filled with women and children, all of whom were familiar faces.

"Didn't this cut two watermelons?"

When Xiao Hongmei was shopping for vegetables, she was invited in turns, and the hospitality was undeniable, holding a basin of watermelon in both hands.

"Wow, watermelon, watermelon!"

The children didn't make any noise to change the channel, and they ate melons eagerly, gobbling them hungrily, and their mouths were full of black seeds.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly."

Xiao Hongmei showed a smiling face, exuding the brilliance of motherhood all over her body.

"Hey, Hongmei, your family's Ah Fei is promising." Li Xiuli said, knocking her melon seeds.

"He strives for himself." Xiao Hongmei grabbed a handful of peanuts.

"A Fei can take care of his own affairs in the future."

Li Xiuli came over and whispered: "You sister-in-law has done her duty, now it's time to think about yourself, the more women are behind, giving birth is like going to hell, if we are not best friends, I won't chew this tongue with you."

"I know."

Xiao Hongmei nodded, and gently touched her stomach, "I will treat you to a banquet then, now, eat melon and watch TV."

While the two were talking, they were catching up with a small climax.

It is obviously a family ethics film, but the first three episodes have the taste of a criminal investigation police film. Due to the negligence of the police, Mei Xiangnan, who volunteered to be a bait, was kidnapped by Gao Bing, the target of the trap, and was alone for a full 36 hours.

"This girl has no brains, why did she agree to take risks?"

"If she doesn't do this, this Gao Bing will keep harassing her. Life can't be over. Anyway, there are police!"

"No, she's still tied up. If Gao Bing plays hooligans again, whether she will survive in the future, will An Jiahe be able to bear it?"

"An Jiahe is a good person."

"Oh, good people deserve to wear LV caps!"

You say a word, I say a word, and everyone talks about it.

Women will always be the main force of TV. Middle-aged and elderly audiences such as mothers, grandmas, aunts, grandmas, etc., love age, family, and ethics most.

Twenty years later, it will be the world of girls.

At this time, there was no sound, only the sound of eating watermelon and cracking melon seeds, and the police successfully rescued Mei Xiangnan, and she returned home safely.

However, the unclear explanation made An Jiahe begin to suspect that Mei Xiangnan was not coerced, but was half-pushed and half-heartedly allowed to be kidnapped by Gao Bing, feeling that his wife was protecting the other party and concealing something (lv) zi).

"Tell me, what are you two doing?" Feng Yuanzheng lost his demeanor and stared ferociously.

"Let go, you're sick!" Zeng Li struggled.

The two sides were in a dispute, Feng Yuanzheng pushed Zeng Li down on the sofa, and the screen caught him, waving his palm at the camera fiercely, slapped several times, and asked while slapping: "What happened to you and him?"

"hiss!"

Xiao Hongmei opened her mouth, each of the women gasped, they were all stunned by An Jiahe's sudden violence.

It turns out that domestic violence men may not be full of flesh and blood, intellectuals will also be domestic violence, and the beatings are just as fierce, or even more ruthless.

"How could he hit someone?" Li Xiuli said in shock.

"No normal man can bear this anger. This matter is still Mei Xiangnan's fault. She can't explain it properly."

"Exactly! But I didn't expect such a gentle person to be so scary when he was ruthless."

Some people sympathized with Mei Xiangnan, but more people stood by An Jiahe and offered to help him explain and clarify, because at the end of the fourth episode, An Jiahe regretted apologizing.

"Look, he knew he was wrong!"

"Look, Mei Xiangnan forgave him."

There was a buzzing sound, and the whole hall was in a mess. Everyone didn't leave because the show was over, and they were divided into several factions to argue. After a long time of argument, they went home to sleep contentedly.

Slowly, not only Caishikou Hutong, but also those who watched "Don't Talk to Strangers" gradually changed their schedules, going to work, leaving get off work, eating, and watching the prime time of Yanjing TV on time.

Forty-nine cities are, and they are all over the country.

Unexpectedly, An Jiahe, who was still a good man in the first 4 episodes, suddenly changed his temper after more than a dozen episodes, and became suspicious. As the saying goes, there are only zero and unlimited times of domestic violence.

The second time, Zeng Li was beaten until her mouth and nose were bleeding, and her fair cheeks were covered with slap marks.

For the third time, Feng Yuanzheng ruthlessly crushed Zeng Li's face with his feet.

Fourth time, fifth time...

Domestic violence has been escalated again and again, the key point is that every time the domestic violence is unreasonable, it is getting more and more brutal, approaching the red line of the review, jumping left and right.

"Wow!"

The children who watched with me, who had never experienced such scenes, saw such a brutal and violent scene, and suddenly cried out of psychological shadows in fright.

In particular, Feng Yuanzheng's ferocious face made Zeng Li crash into the goldfish bowl with a bang, and the goldfish bowl, which symbolized "beautiful" in the first episode, shattered to the ground.

"grandmother!"

"Grandma!"

"Stop hitting, woo woo woo."

The children were crying loudly, not only disturbing the women in the yard, but also the men in the next room ran over one after another, asking why.

The co-authorship made Feng Yuanzheng cry!
The fifth aunt coaxed her granddaughter, cursing and saying: "I actually think this is a good man, tui, what kind of skill is hitting a woman!"

"I'm really blind, and I still speak for him!" Li Xiuli hugged her daughter.

"What kind of man is this!"

"Yeah, it's just a fire pit, Mei Xiangnan is also stupid, and still jumps into it, what is there to forgive, divorce!"

"..."

Xiao Hongmei stayed in the crowd, watching everyone filled with righteous indignation, verbal criticism, wishing to beat Feng Yuanzheng a lesson for Zeng Li, and vent her anger.

You were not like this before!

The poles are reversed!
Li Xiuli turned into a dominatrix, and said viciously:

"Don't let me meet An Jiahe, or I'll throw him a rotten egg, slap them both, and puncture his car tire!"

.........

"Whoever punctured my car tire is wicked or not!"

Feng Yuanzheng went to work early in the morning and found that the tire of his bicycle was punctured, and both the front and rear wheels were spared.

As soon as he yelled, the neighbors in the building and the pedestrians in the community all looked sideways and cast their gazes over. In the scattered crowd, a voice suddenly sounded:
"Yo, this is not good for Jiahe! Are you addicted to beating your wife?"

"I'm Feng Yuanzheng, An Jiahe is my character, I don't beat my wife!"

Feng Yuanzheng explained in every possible way, but he couldn't argue with his mouth, his eyes were like knives, and he was cut into pieces.

He was shocked and fled in a panic.

Can't bike to work, so take the bus.

But as soon as he arrived at the bus stop, when he showed up, he was suddenly slapped on the back of the head. When he looked back, he was a fierce aunt.

"Sister, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Mian, you think I can't recognize you if you wear a hat, An Jiahe, I can recognize you even when you turn into ashes, you like beating women and wives, right?"

Auntie stared viciously, holding her hand tightly.

Feng Yuanzheng was innocent and pitiful, he touched his head with one hand: "Sister, my name is not An Jiahe."

The girl glanced, "Wow, mom, it's the uncle who hit someone."

"Don't cry, if you cry any more, the beating uncle is coming to beat you up." The woman held the girl's hand and threatened.

Feng Yuanzheng was completely speechless, and explained: "I'm really not An Jiahe, I'm an actor, and An Jiahe is my role."

"An Jiahe, you dare to do it, but you dare not admit it!"

The aunt choked, and the elder sisters and uncles next to them took turns to fight, and they were short of punches and kicks, and mixed fights between men and women.

Feng Yuanzheng fled in a hurry, fled the bus station in despair, helpless and angry, who am I to provoke whom!

He waved his hand, hailed a taxi, and went straight to Renyi.

From the corridor to the office, along the way, I bumped into my colleagues and raised my hand to say hello. I saw the usual kind people, nodding reluctantly, deliberately keeping a distance, obviously alienating.

Only the close Li Dakang, no, Wu Gang came up and patted Feng Yuanzheng on the back, "Old Feng, are you beating your wife?"

"I don't fight, how can I fight, this is acting!"

Feng Yuanzheng held back his anger and let it out.

"Hiss, your acting is so similar, I thought it was real." Wu Gang said.

"Is there something wrong with acting like it?"

Feng Yuanzheng sighed, "I regret acting so similar now!"

I stayed for a day full of depression, like years, in the rehearsal room, in the cafeteria, in the corridor, in the office, whenever I met someone, I always said:
"Old Feng, are you beating your wife?"

He tried his best to clarify that it was acting, "You are professional actors, you must know that you are acting in TV dramas, "It's not real beating, it's borrowing, it's fake beating, and I don't beat my wife either. "

From morning to night, I explained that my throat was full of smoke.

Returning home tired and exhausted, it took an hour to take a taxi. Several brothers refused to take the taxi because he was An Jiahe.

The key was unlocked, and the door was pushed in. Through the crack of the door, the mother-in-law and his wife Liang Danniob were sitting on the sofa, clasping their hands.

"Tell the truth to Mom, did Yuan Zheng hit you?"

"Mom!" Liang Danniob said speechlessly, "How come, no, it's the effect of the show,"

"No way? I don't believe it." The mother-in-law said, "How can domestic violence be so similar."

Feng Yuanzheng: (她疑哉)
How the hell did I play An Jiahe? I regret it so much!

　Thanks to the book friend Qingshan old friend Xici Yellow Crane Tower for the 211 starting point coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)