In the hall of Feng Jie's house, the sound of clanging bells and the screams and insults of women resounded, I was extremely embarrassed from the yard, and it was not right to stay or leave, and after thinking for a few seconds, I took a breath and wanted to go in to persuade the fight.

As soon as I took two steps of my legs, a washbasin flew out of it with a "whoosh", almost didn't call me in the face, and then I saw the woman running out with her hair scattered, and her face was full of tears and roared: "The surname is Feng, the old lady is not with you!"

Feng Jie shouted angrily in the hall: "But get out, Lao Tzu is worthy of you." ”

Seeing that the woman didn't even wear shoes, and was about to run out of the courtyard barefoot, I hurriedly grabbed her and dissuaded her: "Eh, sister-in-law, don't be like Brother Jie, what do you have to say." ”

"You know how to scurry, hammer. The woman shook me off without any appreciation, and ran out of the door through gritted teeth.

I hurriedly shouted twice: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!"

Feng Jie came out panting, there were several more scratches on the left side of his face, he kicked down the washing shelf in the courtyard viciously, waved his hand and said: "Brother Lang, don't stop her, let her go." ”

Looking at Feng Jie's angry appearance, I sighed secretly, and said in my heart that he was another "Jiang Lin-style" man, of course, these things are other people's housework, and I don't have the right to make too many remarks.

After squatting in the courtyard for a few minutes, Feng Jie beckoned me to come into the house and sit down.

In the hall of about 30 square meters, at this time, it is like the scene after the disaster, mahjong tiles are thrown everywhere, the ground is full of glass stubble such as cups and bowls, and there is no place to stand people, I glanced at his house and couldn't help but sigh.

The walls of the hall were all yellowed from rainwater, and there were two pink washbasins in the corners of the walls, which were covered by posters and calendars, but they still couldn't cover the moldy walls.

The furnishings in the room are simpler, a small wooden table that has been overturned, a few tattered chairs, a standing cabinet for clothes, and a big-headed TV that can definitely be called an antique, and a rough dresser next to the TV, which is full of all kinds of cosmetics.

Feng Jie picked up a chair and lowered his head to wrap the cigarette holder.

I also lit a cigarette and said softly: "Brother Jie, it's not me saying you, take the time to care more about your family and sister-in-law." ”

"Alas, you don't understand. Feng Jie bit the cigarette holder and stood up, took out a broom and dustpan from the door, and dullly cleaned the mess in the room, muttering while sweeping: "I basically take some money home every month, sometimes twenty or thirty thousand, and sometimes seven or eight thousand, but that dead woman is not a person who lives a down-to-earth life at all." ”

I actually resented this kind of man, who puts all the responsibility on the woman as soon as there is a problem, frowned and said: "Brother Jie, there are just the two of us in the house at this time, you don't need to hide it with me, you may not believe it, I have lived in a family like you since I was a child, and I will be no one or a ghost now, if my sister-in-law really has a problem with her character, she will not live with you for so long, right?"

"She wasn't like that before. Feng Jie swept away the debris on the ground, and helped up all the tables and chairs, and sighed with cloudy eyes: "In the past, I did some small business, and my income was okay, and I developed her into a habit of spending a lot of money, but I didn't feel anything at that time, until my business went bankrupt, she was still the same as before, she didn't work or do housework, and she was beautiful all day except playing cards." ”