Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 179
There is a darkroom inside, which is used for developing photos.

Batch after batch of photos were added and developed, and they were hung with iron wires.

In the evening, Jiang Rui, who was guarding Kang's house, walked out of the darkroom and yawned, "Jing Yang, you go, I'll smoke a cigarette for a while. I'm so bored, my eyes hurt."

"Okay~" Jing Yang stood up lazily, and looked back at the little Maotou who was sleeping in the corner of the sofa, "Put him in the room to sleep, we are still busy here, it's too noisy."

The child was picked up by them. When they picked it up, they were all purple, and they were wrapped in a torn quilt in the cold weather.

They are all rough guys, clumsy in raising children, raising shit and piss blindly.Thanks to being able to go to the city to carry boxes of milk powder back, it is considered a living.

He fell ill from time to time, stumbled and raised him until he was seven or eight years old, and wanted to register a household registration for a family without children so that he could go to school.

The stinky boy refused and insisted on following them. In the end, they could only teach them how to read.

He is only ten years old now, he is black when he is close to ink, and he is already a little bastard...

Jiang Rui sent Xiao Maotou to the next room, chased away the mosquitoes and put down the mosquito net. When he came back, he took a bottle of beer and tapped it on the corner of the table, stretched his legs and hooked a rattan chair to sit down.

After being bored for half a bottle, he raised his neck and let out a long breath, "The stupid woman surnamed Lu and Kang Yongbin have messed with each other, but I can bear the grievance that made us vomit? Tomorrow, I will let the family members of Wenwu Road meet the world"

The couple thought that if they could get wind in the county, they would be able to control the commune below.

He was caught off guard by taking advantage of others' time, is Mr. Hong easy to mess with?
Originally, they thought that there would be such a big Buddha statue there, and there would be no trouble. If Nan Xingyan hadn't come to the county, they would not have known that something had happened to Si Shao.

The men who were drinking on the sofa just now sat at the table and got busy.

Spread the special printing stencil on a steel plate, engrave characters with an iron pen, and then stick the engraved stencil on the gauze of the mimeograph machine, and use a roller dipped in ink to roll it one by one.

[Confessions] were printed out one by one.

Yu Lin squeezed the ink-smelling paper and shook it twice, reviewed the printing effect, and grinned.

"Let's give the original confession book and photos to Chen Guangming's family. After so many years as a deputy, he managed to get rid of the one above him. The one surnamed Kang rushed ahead of him. He was already full of resentment, and he was so aggrieved that he couldn't take it personally. Pull it down to relieve your anger~"

The busy sleepless night ended with the dawn, and the day that ignited the whole city has just begun.

The entrance door of the apartment on the far right of the second floor of the family building on Wenwu Road opened. A young girl with sleepy eyes opened the door. She was holding a large enamel flower basin with a cover in her hand. She just stepped out and stepped on something.

Looking down, it was a thick envelope.

She squinted her eyes and looked at it. There was nothing written on it. She knelt down to pick it up and squeezed it. It was as hard as some paper. She took it back to the house with peace of mind.

"Who stuffed this in the crack of the door early in the morning?" She murmured and tore open the edge of the envelope, "Who secretly wrote a love letter to my brother?"

I pulled out a stack of folded paper, and was about to unfold it when a bunch of photos slid down from it.

"You must be sick, why did you still bring the photo. Ahhh!!!"

A scream that hit the ceiling caused both doors to open simultaneously.

The first one to rush out was Chen Guangming's daughter-in-law, in her early forties, with short hair around her ears, long brows, high nose and thin lips, she seemed to have a hot temper.

While buttoning up his coat, he rushed to the side of his daughter ferociously.

"What's wrong, what's wrong! It's so early in the morning, it's called death! What if you saw a dead person! Your brother wrote the promotional draft until midnight yesterday, and he just fell asleep for a few hours!"

He had just been assigned to the propaganda team, and he was afraid that people would say that he relied on his father to get through the back door, so he was so focused on his work.

Yesterday when she got up at night, she opened the door and took a look. When she saw the light coming from the crack of the door, she knew that the stupefied young man had not slept yet, but it made her feel bad.

The girl's voice just now almost scared her to the point where she rolled under the bed, and rushed out in a panic to see her sitting on the sofa, she was so angry.

"Mother, look for yourself." The girl covered her face and was so ashamed that she was about to cry, "It's so disgusting."

"What the hell, let me see!" She picked up the two photos and glanced at them, "My mother! Which wicked person who smokes will show this to my daughter! You're going to die!"

She threw the photo on the table, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, she pushed away the son who was about to pick it up for a look, and lay down on the table to block it.

"Go, go, young people, don't look at such eye-catching things!"

After speaking, he hugged him in his arms and ran into the room and kicked the door, "Old Chen, don't sleep!"

The young man in a white vest was not yet 20 years old, with dark circles on his slightly youthful face, he looked blankly at the door of his mother's room, and at his sister covering her face.

"What's wrong?" He poked his sister's arm, "What are those?"

"Oh, don't ask me~ I'm about to throw up." She buried her head lower.

Some of those photos have a dark background, but the people are very clear, as if they were taken with special lighting.

Hey. That white flower.
Among them were the old man and the young woman with lights.
After a cursory glance, his eyes were all attracted by some parts, but he didn't pay much attention to the woman's face. Now that he thought about it, it seemed a little familiar.

Chen Guangming's daughter-in-law locked the door, threw the things on the bed, climbed onto the bed and pulled the man's arm vigorously, "Old Chen, wake up quickly, hurry up, come and see these things!"

The man reeking of alcohol frowned and turned over impatiently, "I have a headache, I'll sleep for a while."

She glanced at the photos scattered on the mat, with a complicated expression, and grabbed the man's arm and pulled it up violently, "Sleep ass, I promise these things will only cure your headache!"

Last night, the dishwashing heard the news that Kang Yongbin was going to be transferred to the city. When he came back, her man directly opened a bottle of white wine and drank sullenly all night.

She knew what he was worried about. He was almost transferred away, and he was still kept in the dark. There was no news about his transfer.

In terms of qualifications and work ability, her man is no worse than a man surnamed Kang!
It's just that people are too axisy, not as good as others, and their natural personality can't be changed, so they can only be the second child of ten thousand years.

"What. Tsk, it's so annoying." He covered his forehead and shook his neck, complaining, but he took it honestly in his hand, half-closed his eyes, and suddenly widened his eyes, "Hey!"

"Hey! Where are you looking! Tell you to look at the man! Don't stare at the woman!" She patted him on the head angrily.

"Oh, no, it's hard for me not to notice them lying on their stomachs like this, okay?" He explained bluntly, and forcibly shifted his gaze to the man's face, "Kang Yongbin?"

He suddenly lost interest in that woman, sat upright and fished up all the photos next to him. When he saw Lu Simman, his eyes widened even further.

"Hey~ Picking up ashes? Xiao Lu's face is swollen like this, his hair is loose and he doesn't wear glasses, so he almost didn't recognize him."

"Isn't it! Hurry up and read what's written on it and read it to me. It must be related to this matter! Let's see if they die this time!"

　Thank you Shadow Piaochen for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)